1. |
Tigran
05:40
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Intro
Ladies and gentlemen
Would you ready
The
Table!!!
Verse 1
Ready your selves for what happens next,
A steady flow doesnt always make sense.
STOP !
And eat some oranges ,
The monk
Drop !
to your feet,
As his monstrous jaw unhinges!
Busy as a bee,
no better place to see,
It all
Seezes! To exists,
so just pass the ball,
On your golden
sand,
beaches,
For none man preaches,
They retract,
And they throw they feces.
As those monkeys faces
Paces for the newly wed
disgraces,
Follow through,
dummy,
Lookey
an IOU
Just don't be fooled
it's how the junkies get some
Soul.Food
No more
Hes out
Head down now,
The m,
Hes comin!
But How?
They bout to shout!
Death to him!
Solo
Hey you got a light?
Nahh a bud light?
Would you like a snack?
Foooood
Two number 45s
One with extra cheese
And a large soda.
Verse 2
Drink
Mead
Lead
Or
Feed
My elly
Blue jelly
Shed tell me
Fill up my
belly
Or else we'd
Grew weak and weary
Slick as a cherry berry,
Very merry.
Momentary
pause!
Praise be given to the
lards,
As if we be holding,
Chords,
Heading towards
A golden dawn
Voila!
A new law
One for the thieves,
the hoes the beggars.
Soon as they put down those clothes,
The fun
beckons.,
Hook
Food!
glorious food !
Nothing quite like it,
But it's our home!
And home is
where the bra isn't.
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2. |
Soul
03:49
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1 Verse
It's a strange, strange world
were living in.
There's no hope
In our homes no more
And it's in our soul, in its heart and bone,
Now it's everybody's goal
And i know that
That you know,
And everybody knows.
And it's settled
As faaaaaar
As the eye can see
It's a strange ,
Forsaken world
were living in.
Hook
As the clouds settled,
Their eyes wide shut,
Sound headed
straight for the gut.
The music has broken
the deed is done
Your kings of nowhere,
Queens of not one.
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3. |
11
03:30
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VERSE 1.
Bwaaah
The monster chomps down everyone of you,
Fewer bums to dine along,
Or what do they do,
Like he said,
one for the honey,
One for the road
and one for the dummy
Who dares to eat the bong
I like people who make plans to come to the zoo,
Just to enjoy the view,
collect your crew
And snort some glue,
Behind the bushes.
Cut the tree leaves
To rattle your keys
And see them flee like fleas
Seeing one eye to eye
or face to face,
Nowhere near grace ,
Full of desgrace.
Pace yourself and get ready to look.
In the whites of they eyes,
Bright with surprise
once they finish spitting lies.
Or at the least.
Or In the moment
sheesh
Or how do they say it
In the olden days
Before the needle stuffing,
Booze chugging
Horror
fades.
HOOK
STOMP! The weak,
Play hide and seek In the chapel,
(HOE IN HEAT! )
NO!
POLICE,
A VILLAIN!
with a lipstick smear on his cheek,
No one left to bail him,
Guards to nail him
No NO! But many hail him,
For hes the uptownholder
Check the gun in your holster
And make way for the beholder.
VERSE 2
Now...
Even the throne not so pretty
once you stone the king,
Five and a half really does
make you think.
Where the other half go?
Am i suposed to know?
Scouch a bit to the side
And let me in on some of that blow
Why?
Cut your high,
Yappity yap yap,
Im feeling this and that shit.
Yet
A family man, born to love,
No matter who
the guy
is!
Lets just hope he lives
long enough to tell it
To his grandkids.
Maybe a dif-fe-rent beat.
(Or )
deep fried weed
To satisfy the weak,
All of them cracklovers,
Dirty sheet covers,
When his kid discovers,
How to smoke a joint,
Cracking head.
And dissapoint.
Ahh man
Again!
He's only there to warn
US!
I had so much respect for
THIS GUY!
And for his pornos.
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4. |
Highwayman
05:06
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Verse 1
You can tell a perfect ballad
By how threatening it gets
I'll take your money
You should take your bets
I'm a highwayman
And I make ends meet.
Just like any man,
I work with my hands.
If you cross my path,
I’ll knock you out
Steal your shoes
from of your feet
I'm a highwayman
And i make ends meet.
Verse 2
No man, no man can touch me,
Oh but the devil's grasp so cold.
I need girl, i need a partner,
To sail between the devil
and the deep blue sea
Because im a
way to a forsaken people,
Abandon all hope
He who enter here.
I've destroyed actors,
politicians
and many a hero,
Reduced bank accounts
from billions to none.
The better a person
Im just a highway man
But i make ends meet.
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5. |
One
05:17
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I took a train this morning it was bad
Another second lost inside a spaceless act
And though the view was quite divine,
I can't seem to live without you by my side
CHORUS.
I can see you baby,I can see you mourn.
Pass the gun as i can see no more
I can see you baby,I can see you mourn.
Wish me luck, cause its a chore
I can see you baby,I can see you mourn.
Pass the gun as i can see no more
I can see you baby,I can see you mourn.
Wish me luck, cause its a chore
VERSE 1.
It's now and never.
Yours forever
You no longer need to be ignored.
This man teaches
Of the old time preachers
Past seasons,
With no more reasons to be.
Dream of lust
Now full of dust.
Not for us
Not just beacouse
Deed i do
Indeed i loo
Long adoo
Du-be-du-be-do
CHORUS 2.
I can see you baby,I can see you maurn.
Pass the gun as i can see no more
I can see you baby,I can see you maurn.
Wish me luck, cause its a chore
VERSE 2.
When i wake up i want to know
How far am i from home.
When i wake up i want to see,
What youve given me.
How far am i from home,
Cause i dont,
I dont want to live in thos place no more,
No more.
I can see you baby,I can see you mourn.
Pass the gun as i can see no more
I can see you baby,I can see you mourn.
Wish me luck, cause its a chore
Feel my body , feel it good
Got no money for a fool
Feel the rhythm, feel it move,
Take your honey make her loo
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6. |
Go Get'er
04:48
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Verse 1
Say hi, to the colours of the wicked,
So he says as the ocean shifted.
Grab and toss, a new harpoon.
Fish floats up like a blue balloon.
Stumble home in the pouring rain.
Let the water ease my worried brain
Ey. California will you marry me?
You the sun and in the ocean they shall bury me.
Verse 2
Sailor, whaler oil retainer,
Twenty years we've been together.
Big ships are approaching the docks,
Seas as bitter as the ocean rocks.
Flying dutchman,high as moonf
Told my wife id be home soon.
Hold me baby don't let go
Pretty girl helps to soften the blow.
Chorus
Palm trees
Flat broke disease
L.A has got me
on my knees.
I am
the bluest of blues,
Every day
a different way to lose.
{BASS SOLO}
Black keys,
New unease,
A memory has got me
on my knees.
I am
the bluest of blues,
Every day
a different way to lose.
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7. |
Poezija
05:38
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Ponai ir ponios,
Vilniečiai, miestiečiai.
Svajojantys ir atpratę svajoti,
gyvenantys ir nualę nuo gyvenimo,
Jūs klausotės rėkiamosios poezijos..
Turėjau čia visai dar neseniai
tokį sapną,
Sedėjau viešbučio vestibiuly,
Atlošęs galvą ant fotelio.
Ir užsnūdau.
Susapnavau...
Man jis atrodė gan pažįstamas
Bet šiaip sapnavau tokį,
Keistą objektą,
Stovintį ir kalbantį su praeinančiais žmonėmis,
Jis žiuri į mane išpūstomis akimis...
Ir sako:
Atėjau į šią šalį be paso.
Nuo tada visi manęs trokšta
ir deja
nėra jokių išimčių.
Turiu šimtus galvų,
Nukirsk vieną,
Atauga tuzinas.
Tiesiuos aukščiau negu visi,
Maironio apkalbėti milžinai.
Išskėtęs savo šimtus rankų siekiu visus, visas ir viską,
Nė vienas liks nepastebėtas..
Be mano vardo,
Neprasidės jokia istorija,
Vadinamų draugų rate.
Jokia mamos rauda kapinėse.
Ar joks žudymo aktas,
šitos apgailėtinos šalies teisme.
Esu mėgstamiausias visų jūsų košmaras,
Ir tuo pačiu,
Saldžiausias visų laikų sapnas.
Ir man užteks tik vieno karto
Ir nusitempsiu su savimi
Paimsiu dorą žmogų,
Pavesiu jį atsisakyt šeimos, vaikų ir šilumos.
Paimsiu dar doresnį,
Pasiųsi vėliavą, kitus ir savo šalį.
Esu pats klastingiausias visų laikų vagis,
Apvogsiu aš kiekvieną,
Vaiką, žmoną, valkatą ar seimo narį.
Protingą ar bešalį.
Nes aš, tik vienas aš!
Sukėliau daugiausią katastrofų,
Aplink visą pasaulį.
Tik aš vienintelis aš suklumpantiems
Pabūsiu pragaras, dangus ir skaistykla.
Dabar tylėk, pargriuvęs.
Kankinkis, kosėk,
Raitykis ir giedok pargriuvęs.
Metai be manęs, galvosi, kad jau beveik ištrūkęs,
Bet užtektų man tiktai atsistoti prieš tave,
Ir tu nė negalvojęs,
Atbėgtum raitas pas mane.
Galbūt tik pripažinęs neviltį,
Susitaikysi ir su ateitimi.
Bet paklausyk manęs ,
Vyre ar moterie,
Esu visuose namuose,
Aš egzistuoju už kiekvieno kampo,
Netiktai čia,
Nesvarbu
Maras, badas ar sausra.
Aš būsiu.
Skaičiuosi tu, kiek kartų miręs.
Dar gyvas būdamas nuleidžiamas.
Plieniniame karste.
Aš būsiu ten.
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8. |
Jellyfish
04:21
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Yo, pretty packages of frosted delights
Look, it comes with a toy, he, he, I like that
I wanna number 4 and number 6 and throw in a plastic doughnut
Just enjoy the gritty crunch, it tastes just like chicken
Wrappers of many bite sizes
Man, are you freaking blind? That's a rock
All mixed in the pot for momma's homemade
From scratch, well, not quite
Toasted over flames, they be tasting quite right
All hail king Neptune and his water breathers
No snail thing to quick for his water feeders
Don't waste time with your net, our net worth is set, ready, go
Many know others but
We be the colors of the mad and the wicked
We be bad, we re-brickit with the 24 hour sign.
Shower mine habits
While you dine like rabbits
With the crunchy, crunchy carrots
(Oh that's chicken)
Gotta have it super fast.
Super fast, super fast
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SHOWER Lithuania
John's Shower Band - playing with music like, kids playing with legos. Fusing popular genres of music like Jazz, Hip-Hop and Alternative Rock, these guys are creating unique sound and style of playing. Coming from different backgrounds - Jonas, Kazimieras, Simonas and Vainius put their musical ego aside for the sake of creating the most amazing music possible. ... more
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