1. |
Let The Children Free
02:34
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They don’t want you to know, they don’t want you to care
They want you a cattle, they want you a prattle
They have no argument, they have no commitment
They want you to believe, they don’t want you to leave
Got to let the children free, got to let them be happy
Let them laugh and smile, stop torturing them with lies
They want you to behave, they don’t want you to have
Any more liberty, any more integrity
They want you to obey, they want you to portray
The stupid one the sheep, they want you to be a creep
Got to let the children free, got to let them be happy
Let them laugh and smile, stop torturing them with lies
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2. |
Not Allowed
02:32
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You’re not allowed to forbid, us to breathe you are a thief
You’re not allowed to impose, your sick will on our prose
We gonna move our feet, and we gonna dance freely
We gonna sing all along, for this is our freedom
You’re not allowed to forbid, us to kiss and sing loudly
You’re not even allowed to propose, us to follow your insanity
We gonna move our feet, and we gonna dance freely
We gonna sing all along, for this is our freedom
We gonna shake our hands, and we gonna speak freely
We gonna dance all along, for this is our liberty
We’ll be having fun, we will fall in love
We’ll be getting drunk, we’ll be making love
We gonna move our feet, and we gonna dance freely
We gonna sing all along, for this is our freedom
We gonna shake our hands, and we gonna talk freely
We gonna dance all along, for this is our liberty
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3. |
TV Zombie
02:38
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TV Zombie, he’s such a beauty
TV Zombie, he’s under hypnosis
He’s been brainwashed day and night by scorners and morons
TV Zombie, he lives in a movie
He believes every lie, spread on air by betrayers
Carrying out their orders, from psychopaths and tyrants
He doesn’t care, about reality
TV Zombie, he lives in a movie
TV Zombie, such a delicacy
TV Zombie, she’s under hypnosis
She’s been indoctrinated by guileful trickery
TV Zombie, she lives in a movie
She believes every lie, spread on air by betrayers
Carrying out their orders, from psychopaths and tyrants
She doesn’t care, about reality
TV Zombie, she lives in a movie
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4. |
No Bondage For Me
02:36
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Chains are not other, not other than chains
Though fashioned of gold, I cry, I cry
Nor is liberty, less than a boon
Though I have but a cup, a cup and a crust
A lie is nothing else, nothing else than a lie
Though said with a smile, I cry, I cry
So better a bed, a bed in the fields
And a man’s heart, at dawn in the sky
Than a luxury, great as a king’s
Where a voice utters, you must, you must
Yes better a bed, a bed in the fields
And a man’s heart, at dawn in the sky
Than a luxury, great as a king’s
Where a voice utters, you must, you must
Original lyrics: William Francis Barnard
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5. |
Sudor
02:18
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Bailar sin cesar, para siempre bailar
Bailar contigo, bailar conmigo
Me gusta tu sudor, me gusta te mueves
Me gusta tu olor cuando bailas la vida
Bailar sin cesar, para siempre bailar
Bailar contigo, bailar conmigo
Bailar sin cesar, para siempre bailar
Bailar contigo, bailar conmigo
Me gusta tu cuerpo, cuando se mueve
Me gusta cuando tu, piel me acaricia
Bailar sin cesar, para siempre bailar
Bailar contigo, bailar conmigo
Quiero bailar mi vida en la tuya, quiero vivir mi baile con tu vida
Quiero respirarte cuando sudes de placer, quiero verte bailar con vida y felicidad
Quiero bailar mi vida en la tuya, quiero vivir mi baile con tu vida
Quiero respirarte cuando sudes de placer, quiero verte bailar con vida y felicidad
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6. |
A Poison Tree
01:59
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I was angry, angry with my friend
I told my wrath, my wrath did end
I was angry, angry with my foe
I told it not, my wrath did grow
And I watered it in fears
Night & morning with my tears
And I sunned it with smiles
And with soft deceitful wiles
And it grew both, both day and night
Till it bore a, an apple bright
And my foe be, beheld it shine
And he knew that, that it was mine
And into my garden stole
When the night had veiled the pole
In the morning glad I see
My foe outstretched beneath the tree
Original lyrics: William Blake
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7. |
Life After Death
02:18
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Don’t be afraid, there is life after death
Don’t believe those telling you there’s nothing there
Yes there will be love, unconditional love
Yes there will be trust and there will be forgiveness
Nothing to fear, nobody will judge you
But your own self, that’s why they say be humble
We’re spiritual, much more than material
Our soul survives when our physical dies
Yes there will be love, unconditional love
Yes there will be trust and there will be forgiveness
Yes it is timeless, this world of consciousness
For eternity, love is called infinity
Let’s make it clear, there’s life after death
Let’s not forget we are much more than the flesh
Yes there will be love, unconditional love
Yes there will be trust and there will be forgiveness
Yes it is timeless, this world of consciousness
For eternity, love is called infinity
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8. |
Be Myself
02:25
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I am what I am, I do what I do
I get what I get, I go where I go
I’ve been searching for heroes
I’ve been longing for the rose
They’re all great but in the end
I still prefer to be myself
You are what you are, you do what you do
You get what you get, you go where you go,
I’ve been looking at your face
I’ve been searching for your grace
They’re both nice but in the end
I still prefer to be myself
I’ve been looking at your face
I’ve been searching for your grace
They’re both nice but in the end
I still prefer to be myself
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9. |
Crazy Flower
02:35
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A crazy flower, was her name on the chatroom
I swear I saw her fly under, under a purple full moon
I would rather have, many unanswered questions
Than answers you are, not even allowed to question
Wille zur Liebe, rules for thee not for me
On any level, nothing is as it seems to be
A crazy flower, was her name on the chatroom
I swear I saw her fly under, under a purple full moon
Don’t ever look back, that’s not where you are going
She was a crazy flower, she didn’t know she was a prisoner
A bottle of red wine, living in a sad clowns’ world
Nobody said it, was is easy to cope with monsters
I am not sorry, I did what I had to do
For there are places, where one can only go alone
A crazy flower, was her name on the chatroom
I swear saw her fly, under a purple full moon
Don’t ever look back, that’s not where you are going
She was a crazy flower, she didn’t know she was a prisoner
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10. |
La Fille Avec Les Ailes
02:45
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Je la trouvais géniale, la fille avec les ailes
Elle était magnifique, tout simplement magique
Il y avait sur la route grise, un vieux traineau et des râteaux,
il y avait aussi la poussière, le vent, des destins et des horizons
Puis, les garçons, portant sur le dos leurs promesses
Des vrais enfants, respectant bien les politesses
Je la trouvais géniale, la fille avec les ailes
Elle était magnifique, tout simplement magique
On parlait beaucoup d’un artiste, qui possédait une améthyste
On espérait qu’il viendrait boire, le soir, pour s’amuser dans les couloirs
Des, jeunes filles, amoureuses de leur prophète
C’était la saison, des amours et des ambitions
Je la trouvais géniale, la fille avec les ailes
Elle était magnifique, tout simplement magique
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11. |
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A crazy flower, was her name on the chatroom
I swear I saw her fly under, under a purple full moon
I would rather have, many unanswered questions
Than answers you are, not even allowed to question
Wille zur Liebe, rules for thee not for me
On any level, nothing is as it seems to be
A crazy flower, was her name on the chatroom
I swear I saw her fly under, under a purple full moon
Don’t ever look back, that’s not where you are going
She was a crazy flower, she didn’t know she was a prisoner
A bottle of red wine, living in a sad clowns’ world
Nobody said it, was is easy to cope with monsters
I am not sorry, I did what I had to do
For there are places, where one can only go alone
A crazy flower, was her name on the chatroom
I swear saw her fly, under a purple full moon
Don’t ever look back, that’s not where you are going
She was a crazy flower, she didn’t know she was a prisoner
A crazy flower, was her name on the chatroom
I swear I saw her fly under a purple moon
Don’t ever look back, that’s not where you are going
She was a crazy flower, she didn’t know she was a prisoner
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12. |
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Je la trouvais géniale, la fille avec les ailes
Elle était magnifique, tout simplement magique
Il y avait sur la route grise, un vieux traineau et des râteaux,
il y avait aussi la poussière, le vent, des destins et des horizons
Puis, les garçons, portant sur le dos leurs promesses
Des vrais enfants, respectant bien les politesses
Je la trouvais géniale, la fille avec les ailes
Elle était magnifique, tout simplement magique
On parlait beaucoup d’un artiste, qui possédait une améthyste
On espérait qu’il viendrait boire, le soir, pour s’amuser dans les couloirs
Des, jeunes filles, amoureuses de leur prophète
C’était la saison, des amours et des ambitions
Je la trouvais géniale, la fille avec les ailes
Elle était magnifique, tout simplement magique
Je la trouvais géniale, la fille avec les ailes
Elle était magnifique, tout simplement magique
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13. |
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I am what I am, I do what I do
I get what I get, I go where I go
I’ve been searching for heroes
I’ve been longing for the rose
They’re all great but in the end
I still prefer to be myself
You are what you are, you do what you do
You get what you get, you go where you go,
I’ve been looking at your face
I’ve been searching for your grace
They’re both nice but in the end
I still prefer to be myself
I’ve been looking at your face
I’ve been searching for your grace
They’re both nice but in the end
I still prefer to be myself
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