1. |
Working For The CIA
03:04
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She says come on baby I’m on fire
I say you don’t have to be a liar
She says that’s right yeah you don’t have to do it
Baby by your side I feel like I’m working for the CIA
She says you don’t have to tell a lie
And I say you will never be my bride
She says that’s right yeah you don’t have to do it
Baby by your side I feel like I’m working for the CIA
She says come on baby I’m on fire
I say you don’t have to be a liar
She says that’s right yeah you don’t have to do it
Baby by your side I feel like I’m working for the CIA
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2. |
Welcome To My Pshyche
03:31
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Never say never say all those things to me
For after a few stouts I might disagree
Maybe maybe you’re interested in me
But all I want right now is that you set me free
Baby baby is how you’re calling me
I’m sorry love you’re not the only one I see
Crazy crazy is the good term to describe
Our little conversations when we’re side by side
Your head is fucking twisted
Even Freud couldn’t find the key
There’s just one thing I’m waiting for
Is that you tell me welcome to my psyche
You claim you want me to take you away
My pleasure sweety you just have to show me the way
And after a while when I’m more high and less dry
I’ll take you with me up there flying high in the sky
Baby baby is how you’re calling me
I’m sorry love you’re not the only one I see
Crazy crazy is the good term to describe
Our little conversations when we’re side by side
Your head is fucking twisted
Even Freud couldn’t find the key
There’s just one thing I’m waiting for
Is that you tell me welcome to my psyche
Never say never say all those things to me
For after a few stouts I might disagree
Maybe maybe you’re interested in me
But all I want right now is that you set me free
Your head is fucking twisted
Even Freud couldn’t find the key
There’s just one thing I’m waiting for
Is that you tell me welcome to my psyche
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3. |
Dirty D2
02:17
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Last night we where hanging around
With the lads looking for some new ground
Looking for new experience
And you know it’s not an exact science
A bunch of girls passed around
Mini skirts lashy eyes and fake tan
We said where do you go?
Here is what they told us
We go to dirty d2
There you can burst your fucking hears
We go to dirty d2
There you can burst your fucking hears
Once inside well they were not lying
Mini skirts everywhere not disgusting
But calm down temper temper
Lets have some Bulmers against thirst
Two steps on the dacefloor
Showing our best skills
Let’s select a target
And go on for the kill
We are at dirty d2
There you can burst your fucking hears
We are at dirty d2
There you can burst your fucking hears
I gave a glance through the sweaty crowd
Saw my friend kissing a toothless girl
But I couldn’t do anything for him
For a swine stole my wayfarers
We are at dirty d2
There you can burst your fucking hears
We are at dirty d2
There you can burst your fucking hears
We are at dirty d2
There you can burst your fucking hears
We are at dirty d2
There you can burst your fucking hears
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4. |
Confession
03:12
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This is my confession I love best
No need to tell a lie
Here are my intentions they look dated
Therefore let’s have a try
These things won’t make me high
Your shouts won’t make me cry
The pas is well gone by
The future has not died
No need of premonitions it’s within my hand
Deserve what you can
The gifted is ignorant this is the dame
God fails to understand
Our days are well counted
Our nights are not numerous
Light led stunning with grin
My fire from fainted
Deserve what you can
God fails to understand
Deserve what you can
God fails to understand
Our days are well counted
Our nights are not numerous
Light led stunning with grin
My fire from fainted
Deserve what you can
God fails to understand
Deserve what you can
God fails to understand
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5. |
Girls And Free Drinks
03:20
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There I am lying in bed
Last night gig running through my head
A few tune for fans and fashions
Like ending night at the playboy mansion
But of course it’s worse thant that
The girl beside me should have kept her hat
But I dont care for it’s a nice morning
And a new gig is coming up in the evening
For if I sing till late in bars
Gently weeping my guitars
It’s for the passion of music I think
And above all girls and free drinks
Streets are darkening they lose their pride
Power of darkness pushes them inside
I’m in a corner looking at faces
While the barman pours stout into glasses
I sit in my chair ready to play
And send I tell me ma to catch them straight away
She’s looking at me her eyes tell more than a few
To take her home we sing with or without you
For if I sing till late in bars
Gently weeping my guitars
It’s for the passion of music I think
And above all girls and free drinks
For if I sing till late in bars
Gently weeping my guitars
It’s for the passion of music I think
And above all girls and free drinks
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6. |
Lashes And Scars
04:16
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LASHES AND SCARS
Am, C, G
I cannot see solutions , I cannot hide or wash my hands
For the forthcoming future there is no way out or second plan
We put so much pressure on the world that we hire , and so little conscience in our hearts that tear apart
I feel the lashes, on our backs
I can see the bruises, and the scars
On the pictures that we care , and the scars on the leasures that we share,
All the lines bring to a point of no return,
And the fears show there is strictly no concern
No matter how loud we shout , there is no one here to listen
No matter how long we march , politicals won’t understand
Do we have to cut some heads , to break the walls , to burn the malls
Is it clear enough , the people now will lead again
I feel the lashes, on our backs
I can see the bruises, and the scars
Of the people that I care , and the lies in the pictures that we stare,
All the lines bring to a point of no return,
And the figures show there is strictly no concern
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I’ve seen your eyes staring at me at looking for mine but
You’re sitting there in the darkness your hair is in your face
You’re playing good gig everyone is looking at you
And it’s suprising when you dedicate me a song
Your voice is perfect oh you’re so far beyond belief
So now is my turn trying to catch your attention
I can’t compete with you even if I walk the line
You’re magnetizing I come to see you play after nine
I’m fucking freezing whenever you drink in my glass
And I’m so speechless while whistles your fiddle
You drive me crazy I don’t wanna queue to talk to you
But these lads looking obviously they will want to join to
I’m moving backwards looking cool with my glass of stout
I apologize love I don’t like you being with the crowd
Your voice is perfect oh you’re so far beyond belief
So now is my turn trying to start conversation
I can’t compete with you even if I walk the line
You’re magnetizing I come to see you play after nine
I’m fucking freezing whenever you drink in my glass
And I’m so speechless while whistles your fiddle
So now I can reach you
You’re giving me a smile asking me why did I come through
Well girl I must admit that here you have a point
It’s nice that I came up to speak yeah
But I see no romance tonight
You’re here drinking with me
And that will be allright
Cos you’re talking to me
Even flirting with me
But we will never go further than that
I can’t compete with you even if I walk the line
You’re magnetizing I come to see you play after nine
I’m fucking freezing whenever you drink in my glass
And I’m so speechless while whistles your fiddle
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8. |
Win At Last
02:27
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9. |
Drop Your Socks
02:08
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DROP YOUR SOCKS :
Drop your socks and grab your cocks
fit your shoes, ‘ got no blues
shake your head don’t stay in bed
move your body, not too slowly
Break onto , the bad time’s burning
Leave on to the bad mood’s falling
Rockin all around the clock
make the chopper with your cock
take into the dancefloor is burning
jerk off through , the vodka is flooding
there’s no one behind the bar
there’s no need to start a war
drop your girlfriend , find a whore
drop your lipstick , grab a dick
shake your ass, smoke some grass
I like the pope , he’s hard on dope
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10. |
Wish Me Luck
02:43
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You say you wanna dance with me but
You escape whenever is an occasion
You say you wanna drink with me but
Your vodka coke is not enough nor fashion
Sure you’re a dancefloor burner but you’re still talking while I’m listening to high and dry
Sure you have some swag but you wouldn’t like my playlist on spotify
Baby I turn you down
It’s time for me to go back to my ground
So wish me luck for I’m a thousand miles away
You spend your days making the eyes at me
And I’m a fool enough to cope with your craziness
You say you wanna smoke with me but
You close up whenever I appeal to your slaughtiness
Sure you’re a dancefloor burner but you’re still talking while I’m listening to high and dry
Sure you have some swag but you wouldn’t like my playlist on spotify
Baby I turn you down
It’s time for me to go back to my ground
So wish me luck for I’m a thousand miles away
Sure you’re a dancefloor burner but you’re still talking while I’m listening to high and dry
Sure you have some swag but you wouldn’t like my playlist on spotify
Baby I turn you down
It’s time for me to go back to my ground
So wish me luck for I’m a thousand miles away
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