Song lyrics

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TASTE FOR PAIN

From Private Circle to my name
from some irie and oi oi
I’ve been waiting for something

May I choose a simple chord
and my english is not better
Should I use my right to choose?
would you listen like it is ?

Every day I feel more worried
don’t have any strenght to sing
Locked myself in, that’s for good
wonder what my girl is thinking
And I’m drinking and I’m drinking
as I said in every song… that I wrote

From the flowers and the birds
I can’t write a single song
’cause I feel much concerned
about the power of our doubts

I’d like to be somewhere else,
there’s got to be another world
but instead I let my ass rot
about to know what is fake

Every day I feel more scared
frightening nightmares every night
If I handle this deed
it’s ’cause it has a hold on me
But is it really what I am
or is it playing tricks on me ?
Sometimes i feel so much bored
I can’t live the life I please
But I see myself though it
and I don’t know if I am… if I am.

CARNAVAL

Black rock is a stain on the field alive
That ruins a heart of a crocodile,
Nile, the outer veins
Black rock is a stain on the field alive
Heal with the rain, crocodile !

Black mountain tops in a row style
That built a love for the you-and-I shame
(a lot of shame)
Black mountain tops gone chemicals
Here with the rain

Chemicals…

Greenish sidewalks for paradise
The World of Echo
Dehumanized days (yes !)
Thousand years old and stolen inside
Naked in the pain, proxy lane

Give me a piece give me a sign
My car broke down on this highway on fire
(highway on fire)
At war with all my cowardice

Cowardice…

ALL THE THINGS

All the things that I have
like the driven mud
Figurine on a stain
courage is a ray
Higher the morning morning

Bend the night on a string of a violin
and the keys on their own
The choir is alone
Higher the morning morning
There’s a Sword of Damocles hanging

Turn the back face to wall
and the knees to the chest
and again, a little piece of flesh
Higher the morning morning

Tear my ears, split my arm
hang ’em on the trees around
give a bird to the bees
Higher the morning morning
There’s a Sword of Damocles hanging

What is growing in the sand
what is ruining my land

There’s a special room
for the boy how will
never find a rest
that’s my thoughts soaking in the sweat

That turn black in a hole
that turn black in a hole
that turn black in a hole
That’s my thoughts soaking in the sweat

Crush a head down the wall
and the squeeze in it’s fall
will turn black in a hole
That’s my thoughts soaking in the sweat

MY UMBRELLA

My umbrella, more or less,
will I give things a new dress
What i found was used and platted gold
my heart beats with inner cold
This is a dead lullaby
but I love honey anyhow

This is a dead lullaby
alcoholic and piece of love soothing
In this castle torn from within
one heart’s blowing,
true heart is sickening
This is a strange lullaby
but I love honey anyhow

Run round in circles in the yard
for knocking Shadows out of your heart
But when we hold it goes down to dust
In a hurry, things would rust

My umbrella more or less
will I give things a new dress
What i found was used and platted gold
my heart beaten, inner cold
This is a dead lullaby
but I love honey anyhow
This is a dead lullaby
but I love honey anyhow

Run round in circles in the yard
for knocking shadows out ofyour heart
But when we hold it goes down to dust
in a hurry, things would rust

MANILA CORAZON

Oh Manila I saw your Prince
he’s in a dark
lost and foolish
Thing that’s running for wild

And a shelter is a better
get on with a done
and an army
To be released and wild

I made it clear clear
I made it rolling
you call it chains
and you name the chains
is it how we want it, is it
is it how we want it, is it
is it how we want it

Oh my darlings
we live a weaker weaker dawn
things are falling
and have never been so hollowed

Share no cruel eyes
what we do is grow a song
for the heartline
for the heartline
for the heartline
for that indivisible line

Oh Manila growing
instant morning
I will talk on read on
Higher the morning
the hips and the vile

In the heart of I
lonesome crocodile
I will talk on, read on
Higher the morning
the hips and the vile

COMBATINE

I’m a crocodile! Gripping sand with the hands
I got water in the heart I got teeth to you.
My intentions for the growing but the horror that is new
The man is made can never be changed
but the fruit is poison food

Hostile brotherhood of men

Tender belly todd torn and broken by the arms
and the legs of broken hearts and army of good thoughts
Need a shelter for the plans that I buried in the sand
Take me by the hand
What was bliss in the beginning just became a roten food
hostile brotherhood
What was bliss in the beginning just became a roten food

Hostile brotherhood of men

I’m a dead tire car forced to ride into the land
With a ‘you-full’ tank, girl, I’m a bicycle fan
My umbrella is no shelter for empowering your world, my love
What was bliss in the beginning just became a roten food
hostile brotherhood
What was bliss in the beginning just became a rotten food

Hostile brotherhood of men

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DEAD IS THE BLUE

Fathers go on with all the drive.
I’m getting far too sick
to join with all my arms.

Won’t let that shit go down the vein
Won’t let that shit go down the vein.
Won’t let that shit go down the fuckin’ vein

Behold the mountain that stand so tall
Blessed is the rain
for the river too dry to flow
Now let the fears go out of the cave.

Deep beauty, your eyes,
Feather, hair, honey sweet,
Feather, hair, brown eyed,
Only a queen could understand a man

Dead is the blue to praise the green
For you to scorch your soul by heart

who let a girl go down the line
who let a girl go down the line
who let a girl go down the line.

Behold the mountain that stand so tall
Blessed is the rain
for the river too dry to flow
Now let the fears go out of the cave.

SEA

Dressed your soul
with the grey veil of the sand
The water is another land
with rocks and dunes and carrions
angels melting their shadows on.

Lifeless bodies are permanent fall of snow
There’s a last thing one should get to know
Is how to breath in water.

Dressed your soul
for the quaker of the land
But the quaker is a sinful man
with lots of clues he carries on
Angels melting their shadows on

Far away, waves are doing all the best
To give a roof to your rest
a transparent ceiling
And still hear you breathing.

Shells and fishes
involuntary symphony of meaningless sounds
Can electric rays give the light?

Spreading the eighths and sixteenths all around
Can electric rays give the light?

Breath your last
draw the curtains on the night
Can electric rays give a light?

Somewhere on the shore, dancing in the dusk
Like a lonesome widow,
a heavy frozen swell is
giving the rust a bit of a boost
For the loss of a boat.

Beyond the horizon, no more hull for boats
Dressing up the sky with a heavy smoke
A smell of sulphur
held in my memory from my childhood

cannonballs are flying
to tear out the brain
And they’ll walk in millions
Sure, it was written on a plan

HELLOS and GOODBYES

Such a thing you will not find
out of the countryside:
Strangers waving hellos and goodbyes

For a year being an alien man
in that stay-at-home life
that won’t dig no further
hellos and goodbyes

shortened by the breeze,
standing on the line and at least
have a little something swallowed

sermonizers sermonizing
all together are all
standing all together all
in my Carnegie Hall

Soon, a kid will get across
the unnamed lost
disturbing the quiet river
with a heavier rock

shortened by the breeze
standing on the line and at least
have a little something swallowed
shortened by the breeze
standing on the line and at least
have a little something swallowed

MORE FLESH

Headache.over.Headache.over.Headache.over
Headache.over.Headache.over. Headache
Just a glass of water.over
Just a glass of water.over
Just a glass of water

Sinners.over.Sinners.over.Sinners.over
Sinners.over.Sinners.over.Sinners
Just a glass of water.over
Just a glass of water.over
Just a glass of water

I who lost my feet
hear them crackle in a heap
That’s my body set in fire
Walkers underneath smoke that smoke
too much too thick
That’s my body set in fire

Headache.over.Headache.over.Headache.over
Headache.over.Headache.over. Headache
Just a glass of water.over
Just a glass of water.over
Just a glass of water

How long could I live invisible
If I should live under your wooden floor?
That’s my body set in fire
What able to see if I could walk through wall
Or dive into the earth?
That’s my body set in fire
is there any knife so thin
to curve inside and leave no cut?
That’s my body set in fire
That’s my body set in fire

CRADLE SONG

The wheels of the train is soothing noise
It’s steady, it’s a cradle song.
The passengers look so passing
I hope it’s bringing them somewhere.
There’s so many mornings of missing sun

It’s strange how every color went to grey
I’m trying to retrieve them all.

An avalanche of noise from building sites
It’s freezing the air that you blow…

And the doors soon opened
And the doors soon closed
shoulders to shoulders
Lets do the puppet show
And ashes to ashes
And dust to dust
Nevermind the meaning
Lets do the puppet show

It’s strange how every colors went to grey
I’m trying to retrieve them all.
There’s so many mornings of missing sun
It’s freezing the air that you blow…

oh my man, we want some make up
oh my man, we want some money
oh my man, we want the toys we never had

And the doors soon opened
And the doors soon closed
shoulders to shoulders
Lets do the puppet show
And ashes to ashes
And dust to dust
Nevermind the meaning
Lets do the puppet show

WHAT Y. LOST

To the what was I how lost
Doesn’t take me back
I tear along my face down
My hat in the drawer
the mirror-like tele

Stubborn and keep on my way
Everyday I should never be
Back from where I go
lost in a jungle of contemporary

One had better get caught
Yes, the hook is in the bone
A nd a phial inside and a bite
And yes boy, you’d better get your own

Plastic hips for a beauty
But it’s just once in a while
My dead along the belly crack around in a way
I should never get to worry about
What Inside can rise.

Rooster’s on the morning
and the moisture’s on the drain
Who around to close the shelters from a man
Who’s just trying to get dried out in the vein

One had better get caught
Yes, the hook is in the bone
A nd a phial inside and a bite
And yes boy, you’d better get your own

The indoor feeding
not too sitting on my ass
of the summer sadness
lying and await,
hibernated the dawn

To choose from the basics and the back in return
What’s to get is good for the union past and the lad is holy

Surprise not tonight but pick a dream with a will
Quiet raise of a had blows my wishes from night to morning

I try to worry not but recall it a lie
All candles in a day is no light for the cat to lay dead.
I try to worry not but recall it a lie
All candles in a day is no light for the cat to lay dead.

Veal on my back from the gutter
Fire on the branches, I stand low
Veal on my back from the gutter
Fire on the branches, I stand low

TB

Holy is the morning
My soul is bleeding for joining in
I remember a time where
My heart is pumping the sadness of her eyes

Grateful to the devil,
If he’s the one to take the girl out of my soul
Cause I miss every single crease of her eyes.

The rain is falling slow
On your hooded raincoat
That is way too wide
How can I dare say I wanna see it now

My heart desert highway
No one will ever stand on my way
I’ve built walls all around it
Proud of the wounds I wear
…and I left a welcome in the yard

Holy is the morning
My soul is bleeding for joining in
I remember a time where
My heart is pumping the sadness of her eyes

A real nomad is on walking
No one can really say if he’s heading or roaming

EATING UP A FOG

Eating up a fog
to take you where you’re at
your portrait is a doll
and a skin as soft as porcelain

As far as I can see
and heading to nowhere
I’m having my head
standing above the clouds

My hands try to reach mountains
look who’s never going down
look who’s never going down

An attention to the cow
that is forced to live alone
i’d rather starve my belly than eat
all the shit and lie that you throw

And I play with the rain,
made a gutter with my hands
where i could see myself entirely
entirely, suddenly fading away

DEAD SONG

Falling deep hypnotized by the end of time
and I’m on armageddon
Falling deep hypnotized by the end of time
and I’m on armageddon
The soil gives way at your feet
the soil gives way at your feet
and every family and friend is torn apart

Shoutings around, howlers around,
panic for all,
it seems to fade away as I am on my star way.

Falling deep hypnotized by the end of time
and your eye is wine and cold.
Falling deep hypnotized by the end of time
and your eye is wine and cold.
The breath is bubble and cold
a pressure on the chest and
breast. Macabre embrace has started.
Back to what it was before we’re born.

Shoutings around, howlers around,
Panic for all,
It seems to fade away as I am on my star way