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Freedon't
04:52
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Now is the time to wake up from our sleeping
Out of the cave where we can start to see
So many people lives without a ceiling
So many people that is forced to leave
So many mothers broken for the weeping
Too much business in solidarity
Where have we lost our mind?
When did we all go blind?
You know what to do to reach your freedom, freedom
Your whim for the welfare falling to pieces
Keeping the pulse with idiosyncracy
Don’t need to worry while we keep on paying
The brazen business of democracy
Maybe we’ll realise
Truth will come from inside
You just have to think to reach your freedom, freedom
W&M: Roger
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We're not worthwhile
01:30
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Thinking of the words that have been lost in urban poetry
Missing all the thoughts that have been buried into industry
Trying to keep the essence that is hidden by the routine
The whole world in a screen, my feelings through a wire
Today I feel it easy, today I’m clear about it
And I care more about you than I've always cared for me
I’m too tired to feel a little shame about being a little part of the dump but I assume we’re not worthwhile
Maybe I’ve got no reasons to make you think about it
Amusements are the best ways to feel a little happy
Maybe television is the opium of the countries
I’m too tired to feel a little shame about being a little part of the dump but I assume we’re not worthwhile
I’m too tired to feel a little shame about being a little part of the dump but I assume we’re not worthwhile
A day in the life happened to me, one more chance to feel that I’m afraid to die but I assume we’re not worthwhile
W&M : Roger
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3. |
The meaning of the crowd
03:25
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One man searching the excuse
To justify all he sees
People getting confused
As they just start to think
Oh, keep trying to find
What we all have lost there on the ground
we all keep lying to find
If there is a meaning of the crowd
One man trying to deduce
The meaning of the sea
People getting amused
By devouring the seeds
Oh, keep trying to find
What we all have lost there on the ground
We all keep lying to find
If there is a meaning of the crowd
Oh, keep trying to find
Why are all we lost there on the ground?
We all keep lying to find
If there is the meaning of the crowd
W&M: Roger
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4. |
thing a think
04:20
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Life is beautiful, maybe
At least it seems it is, life itself
But, what is beautiful? I think
Does exist all we percieve?
The world is beautiful, maybe
It depends on how we life for ourselves
But, what is beautiful? I think
Does exist all we decieve?
Look for it on the other side of you
The one that’s still not affected by the truth
Look for it on the other side, on the other side
The only thing we think we know is that we think
W&M : Roger
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“I just call to ask someone for information”,
“Well, hold on, will you?”
Wait and yawn for a Tuesday morning conversation
That smells like glue
Then someone who’s disguising the frustration
Says: “Can I help you?”
I say: “You know you live only to serve the Corporation,
Will knowing it change the truth?
Hey! What if the world ends today?
Hey! Are all your efforts in vain?
Hey! I haven’t start to decay
Hey! I’m still not caught by the train!”
“Well, I’m afraid this not of my concern” He says,
“Call to department #2”
I say: “One thing left to say to you, pigs of the administration
And it’s nothing new:
Hey! What if the world ends today?
Hey! Aren’t all your papers in vain?
Hey! Maybe you shouldn’t complain
Hey! Fools all get hanged by the chain”
(Someone says)
“Why do you tell this to me?
Leave me alone! Set me free!
Now all the bosses ride all their horses like me!”
I say: “Hey! What if we’re all blown away?
Hey! Will be my words all in vain?
Hey! I can barely stand the dismay
Hey! I wish to understand it someway, someway, someday”
W&M: Roger
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Practical things
07:33
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You never dried the jellyfish, I never kidnapped the stork
Although the opposite poles were far away for so long ago before
Just like the wings of a butterfly that started a World War
The closing of your eyes was expecting for much more
Now all the semaphores that passed above my head
Like flowers covered by the dust, smothered and dead
They won’t lie to me and I won’t blame Tourette’s
Just know I never intended to take you to somewhere wet
I don’t believe in practical things
I don’t believe in all the things along the way
But, I don’t believe in practical things
There was the transparent lady writing a poem for her son
And the while-you-sleep watcher waited for too long
Now I know that all that’s left is just another road-movie song
And this unpleasant feeling when you think you’ve done something wrong
Now better ask yourself if the next round will be the one to fall
Or how many parts were there inside the russian doll
Everytime the hope is lost, don’t you know that I feel small
No reason to regret, there never was at all
I don’t believe in practical things
No, I don’t believe in many things along the way
I’ll never cut your wings in all the things along the way
I don’t want to release conformity in belief
Soldiers leave your dreams
Teenies cut your wings
Mothers throw your rings
Gods bury the winds
Soldiers cut our wings
Teenies throw your rings
Mothers live your dreams
Gods bury the winds
You’ll never wait so long, you’ll never fall so far
You’ll never feel small, you’ll never be alone
No more remorse
No, no more
W&M : Roger
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Pocket story
04:50
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It was in an ashtray waiting for the waiter
In all the autumn leaves that might have flown
The thoughts were innocent, we always can do it better
And all the songs I hear they talk about you
It’s like that old pocket story
That it ends into anything you know
It’s like that always persued glory
That it ends into anything you know
We’re just too complex to share our love with other people
We’re just too complex to keep our love just for us
We are so meaningless without each other
And I’m so fearless when I think about you
That old pocket story
That it ends to anything you know
It’s like that always persued glory
That it ends into anything you know
W&M : Roger
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8. |
Kournikova bossanova
03:29
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No, don’t desguise it
I know you like it like that
I hate that permanent obession you have to keep up the appaerances
No, don’t remind me
You know I like it like that
Come on, mess up your hair, the world is not only made for coherence
You are quite skeptical to that
Fall into oblivion tonight
Come on and lose it
It won’t make a fool of yourself
Let the sense of the absurd be the worst enemy of indifference
No, don’t believe it
Oh, let me tell you about that
You better know the whole world is not devoting all time to your existence
Be lost and found
In a kaleidoscopic mind
I’m just hanging around for another round & round & round
Not just within the bounds, just hanging around, around, around
I’m just hanging around for another round and for your affection
I’m just hanging around for another round & round & round
Sing like that Bossa Nova style
Hint a me with that Kournikova smile
I’m just hanging around for another round & round & round
Not just within the bounds, just hanging around, around, around
I’m just hanging around for another round and for your affection
I’m just hanging around for I’m just a kite with no direction, erection, erection, action, action, action
W&M : Roger
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Sneezing dog
04:12
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Why do we think if we can spend the whole day crashing bugs?
Even if we’re not at work
Go and tell the five-year-boy wasted by the drugs
What is knowledge useful for?
I’ll scream it with all my conviction
Our daily life is nothing but a fiction!
You must see, you must see
You must see, you must see what’s inside
You must see, you must see
You must see you’re living in a lie
Why do we worry if we can dye our hair?
The credit card squeezes
Go and tell the person who’s living in despair
every time the dog sneezes
Look at the mirror but it’s not what you supposed
You see your figure but the eyes are closed
You must see, you must see
You must see, you must see what’s inside
You must see, you must see
You must see you’re living in a lie
W&M : Roger
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10. |
Take the money & run
03:38
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All that I need
to make myself rich
Is say what you want to hear
and I’ll succeed
My term of office, four years of lies
One hour a day of massage
Take the money and run, come on! Come on!
They won’t acuse me
Take the money and run, come on! Come on!
Take confort and think
If I don’t do it someone will,
My beloved political class
Little bunnies licking my ass
Take the money and run, come on! Come on!
They won’t acuse me
Take the money and run, come on! Come on!
No, they don’t frighten me at all
Nobody frightens me at all
My beloved political class
That always pay by advance
If someone gets out of the mass
I’ll try to kill Julian Assange
W&M : Roger
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Careless caress
07:32
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They told me once and they told me twice
But you don’t learn a good thing well until you live it
Didn’t make it up to the advice
All the good things soon or late must end, you know it
‘Cause you’re my virtue, you’re my vice
Walking in a blurry sight, now you’re leaving
Feeling so low without you
All I can see is hollow
Feeling alone without you
All I can see is hollow
Maybe life’s a game and you rolled the dice
When you love too much everything seems to be distorting
If you were wrong, you idealized
Actually, after all it can be not so devastating
But, I you were true you realize
You’re walking in a blurry sigh that’s never ending
Feeling so low without you
All I can see is hollow
Feeling alone without you
Careless caress that’s hollow
Caressing you, caressing me...
W&M : Roger
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