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Lorca Says
02:36
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Blood on my insides troubling the horse,
horses hooves throw off black fire.
Deep song has nothing, only the night,
burns the blood like a poultice of broken glass.
Lorca says, Lorca says...
Duende kills formula, fights every muse,
the ugly rhythm of the man that knows his grammar.
Power not a muse, a struggle not a war,
burns the blood like a poultice of broken glass.
Lorca says, Lorca says...
Lorca in Harlem, a poet in New York,
the man in Harlem covering the muse.
They steal your culture, they're the culture vultures
burns the blood like a poultice of broken glass.
Lorca says, Lorca says... ... ... rip it up, rip it up
hazerla pedazo, rip it up, hazerla pedazo ... rip it up...and start again.
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2. |
Story of My Life
03:43
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Hey Lou, I know you can hear me...
Sunday morning, oh sweet nothing.
A foggy notion that she's my best friend,
a walk on the wild side she's my best friend.
European son, I'm sticking with you.
I'm beginning to see the light,
I got a reason to see the light.
Sister Ray I heard her call my name, to all tomorrows parties
Sister Ray I heard her call my name, to all tomorrows...... parties
Candy says, men of good fortune.
A perfect day for the dirty boulevard,
give me some good times on the dirty boulevard.
I'm set free, Im hanging around.
My fem fatal that's the story of my life,
good night ladies that's the story of my life.
Sister Ray I heard her call my name, to all tomorrows parties
Sister Ray I heard her call my name, to all tomorrows...... parties
That's the story of my life, that's the story of my life
Sterling and Lou and John Cale to, Moe on the kick drum and Nico too.
That's the story of my life, that's the story of my life
That's the story of my life, that's the story of my life.
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3. |
Open The Third Eye
02:55
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Open your eyes what do you see, first things first it's a log into the smart screen. Telephone eyes, you're locked into a mirror - desperation search with a worn out finger.
Open the third eye - they won the culture war and now they run your mind
Cafe cortado and churros in the corner, the screen on the wall spewing shit TV. Well it's giddy kid porno as the dancers do their routine, locals salivating at the moron TV.
Open the third eye - they won the culture war and now they run your mind
My copa hits the screen and the locals scream, looks like I smashed up a serf life dream. Marching out the door I think I done you a favour - I'm adding to the logs on the fire, I'm just another log on the fire...the fire.
Open the third eye, can you hear me? Open the third eye.
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4. |
Say You Will
04:23
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Eyes wide open, I still dream of you.
Daydream visions, dreaming of you.
Plaće du Catalunia in an Irish bar, Gaudi coloured dreams with you, with you...
Say you will, say you will, say you will, say you will... be mine tonight
Cafe Vagabond, Jesus play that guitar. Here's you thinking... I've gone too far. Cafe Voigt second hand dancing shoes dancing at De Ridder now you've seen my best moves, best moves...
Say you will, say you will, say you will, say you will... be mine tonight
We danced at the Sidewalk on the lower east side, danced at the Bowery Ballroom high, holding hands on the ferry across the mersey a veggie Guinness breakfast at Pogue Mahones... Bar 39 is nice... Sunbird Records is nice... Jonathan I'm sorry... Ding's studio is nice...I know I know...
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5. |
Only Lovers Left Alive
02:53
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See you kill the lions and the tigers and the bears.
See you hang the tigers head above your big bed.
You laughed as you told the tales,
Your that sort of misery mail... well I have a dream - Only lovers left alive, only lovers left alive...
See you wave your money in the poor man's face.
See you kick kick the beggar man right in his face.
You walk with your head held high
You're a devil in the clear blue sky... well I have a dream - Only lovers left alive, only lovers left alive...
From others pain your joy's maintained, your shiny world it's so entertained.
Floating in your bubble of disentery, with your aborigine skull ashtray........... your joy is other peoples misery.
You aint the guy that I want to see, you live off hate hypocrisy, you aint the guy of love in your mirror, cant you see the stupid in the mirror?
I have a dream, only lovers left alive...
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Herradura, El Palo
02:46
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Buenos dias in the corner on my wooden chair cortado grande big heart beats, periodic pictures feeling my nails. Working through dialogue fkd up headspace fiesta grande rolling on each day, Salvador Agustin welcome churros!
Herradura, Andalucía. Herradura, Andalucia. Herradura, Andalucia... now that I've seen ya...El Palo!
Buenos tardes corner mucho verde gol by gol my team liga team, Celtic, Barca, Malaguenos. Victorio frozen in a baso frio acietunas good for the bio Salas Natty welcome to home!
Herradura, Andalucía. Herradura, Andalucia. Herradura, Andalucia... now that I've seen ya...El Palo!
Javi and Will on a Jameson's tightrope, Michael JD drunk on a headstroke, Sadie Shoshy happy today - woo! Ray and Mo and Phil con camera Sarah Tom John and Vicky with the canias Celtic table Herradura...
Herradura, Andalucía. Herradura, Andalucia. Herradura, Andalucia... now that I've seen ya...El Palo!
Andalucia, Andalucia, thanks Mr Cale, now that I'be seen ya...
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7. |
Eldorado Lanliq Chains
03:23
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Father had a cheap wine legacy, Eldorado lanliq chains.
Opening the door with my priest caned fingers somethings never change.
Ooh ooh... eldorado.
Banging beats back at the settee, James hand me down that caveat beer.
Dont get a taste for this Johnny boy, our Norah is a woman so dear.
Ooh ooh... eldorado.
Eldorado ... Eldorado... Eldorado
Eldorado lanliq chains come to me another way, eldorado lanliq chains haunting me - today.
The priest comes knocking at my door, Donny my da says get to your room son, I never saw the man in black no more... you know what I mean?
Donny done the cops in the lobby, Donny done the cops in the lobby.
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8. |
Live The Life
03:13
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Remember the dancing down in Bruge, trance on stage in the dancing groove. Table tensions smashing glass I think I might return to mass.
The cops and the firemen Free Gardeners show, they threw the kids out of the door, we let em back in, in thru the back door laugh a minute - best friends of mine.
Well it's backstage at t; Blok y'know, dark De Ridder a banging show, Checkpoint Charlies Amsterdam, yes we all know Amsterdam.
The Lomax vibe with Frank in Liverpool, Hipster Gary near India Mill, Half Man Half Biscuit in a cave up the hill, Devil's Arse Cave - black coffee.
I dont want to go to California I don't want to die in an empty room I want the joy the life the loving - Caspars ballroom, Caspar's Ballroom.
Remember Jonathan Sunbird Records, a smile a laugh a touch of class. Jonathan memories Rotterdam, made the fine photographs... Kentish Town Forum along the way crashing and drinks and songs at Jays, gigs a life dont go away - hey Jay, Caspar's it's your song !!!
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9. |
Just A Ride
02:17
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On the stage and ripping it bad, hitting dark places they think he's mad,
'course he loves his ma and his da - get by, it's only a ride.
Back to bed limp America, UK follow up nothing scarier,
bovine supine suckers media - get by, it's only a ride.
It's just a ride the great man says...
I don't fit this prison that we live in, we're a virus with shoes - I don't fit in.
Goodness is murdered mediocrity thrives - get by, it's only a ride.
Rant and rage and dick joke toe poke, Waico wako Bill saw beyond the joke, just love everybody or shut the fk up.
Can't watch TV five minutes longer looking for a big fkn nuclear bomber
tired of all this backslap bullshit -get by, it's only a ride.
It's just a ride the great mans says It's just a ride the great man says...
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10. |
Walking With Tina
02:51
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You took the Hollywood dream, kicked it in the head.
The scopophilies of you, they took to the jail.
You needed more than the fakery Hollywood dream you're the woman of steel that broke all the rules...
Walking with you Salvador Allende, playa El Palo your spirit is true
Giving the world a peoples revolution, I think we can learn from you - Tina, I'm walking with you.
Pictures of rosies and lilies, and the workers parade. Oh the pictures that you made, what a role you played. Bandoliers bullets and nice guitars, hammer and sickle and the workers parades.
Walking with you Salvador Allende, playa El Palo your spirit is true
Giving the world a peoples revolution, I think we can learn from you - Tina, I'm walking with you.
From Berlin to Hollywood they know your name, for you, a hero, this wasn't a game. In Mexico city they took you away but I've got you in the aether down Malaga way....... If you're going to Almeria, breathe in the spirit of Tina... camino con espirito de Tina.
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11. |
Rise
03:08
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They bury you alive, you don't realise, they teach you all the ABC's for a serf life. They raise you hypnotised, your brothers you despise, can't you see they're taking us for a cruel ride?
Say a prayer for your brother, your sisters and 'the other'- we must fight for one and other.
They fill your heart with molten lead, they cheat you til you're dead, they'll take away the air we breathe, poison us instead.
We must realise it's the people they despise, they welcome the pandemic as they sit and watch us die.
Say a prayer for your brother, your sisters and 'the other'- we must fight for one and other.
It's all changed and nothing's change, the eugenics club see us dirty DNA. It's al changed and nothings changed here's a wake up call for us dirty DNA......... RISE, SEDITION, ANARCHY, MUTINY, REVOLT, STRIKE
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12. |
Dark Clouds
04:39
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You say you love her all of her diamonds and gold
You say you need her she fills the depth of your soul.
She gives you luxuries the stuff of your dreams.
She gives you all you need in your bubble of dreams.
Dark clouds, following me. Dark clouds, following me.
You love her body the muse you see in the frame.
You feel her passion she's giving up with your game.
Her bodies broken abuse she can't take no more.
You've raped and beaten reduced her down to a core.
Dark clouds, following me. Dark clouds, following me.
She's on fire, she's on fire, she's on fire.
Why do we kill the girl we love, why do we lkill the girl we love.
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We shared a room, without a view we talked so much of all we knew.
Let me leave 'fore you show me the door, so cold now as I'm crawling the floor ....... breaking the heart, breaking the heart and the soul.
I burst with the thrill with the joy of your hand in mine. I walked through the streets at the dawn with your heart in mine...one more time in the clouds with you...
Laughter and screams, lines of fire. Above the clouds ever higher and higher.Drashing the mirrors, slashing the body burning lines across my body ..... breaking the heart, breaking the heart and the soul.
I burst with the thrill with the joy of your hand in mine. I walked through the streets at the dawn with your heart in mine...one more time in the clouds with you...
A fevered head in a tortured soul I smashed my body against the wall.
Smashing the fist thru the cast iron window, ripping my wrist as the blood it flows........ I'm breaking breaking breaking... breaking the heart and the should..............................one more time, in the clouds with you.....
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14. |
You!
03:20
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Everyday we make the money, everyday you take it away.
We dig your gold, your oil we surface, we die with nothing, it's your way.
You steal the land we harvest your your money.
You killing the planet you sucking it dry. You dont care if the world surrenders you make the system that feeds us lies.
You fake your justice for your genocides, you make history fictions - enid fantasies. You still occupy, bomb lands of 'the other'. You and your business wars guise of liberties.
You say by day you'll help the people, you know we know you know you LIE. You only help your friends way sky high, above the carnage flying by.
You, you know it's true, you, you know it's true...
I'm dreaming of the day, freedom comes our way
I mean everybody, black white and colours true.
I'm dreaming of the day, love is here to stay,
Love for everybody people, flora fauna too.
Dreamer, I'm nothing but a dreamer
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