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You feel it when bombs all blow
You’re in a bubble going slow
There’s no onset, no peak, no afterglow
The moment, we’re off the streets,
I’d rather get between the sheets,
With you I long for nights of rhythmic beats
I feel like, if in this room
I’m just a ghost not facing doom
I dread to feel that post dreamland gloom Between these walls I float around
Careful not to leave the ground
It’s what you do when you’re horsing around Because darling you occupy my mind
At eleven, you feel a switch,
White boogeyman who makes you twitch If I go once I won’t be rich
In here I feel like the energy,
Is different from you to me
Toilet lines are not what they should be Because darling, you occupy my mind
I feel with you that I’d be dropped
Just like the others that we stopped
Is my image of your cropped
Warnings are by your smile topped
Guard is down to I won't flee
You’ve opened up for me to see
Glimpses of a future free
Of what we could be
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2. |
Red Moonlight Stomp
03:46
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I've got dreams that make me feel pretty,
I've been rubbing elbows with the top of the city,
and hearing stories about who met who
"I've met Bon Scott, Frank Zappa, and James Brown too"
I’ve been to a place where time stood still
Just for a moment, landing was no thrill
I just could not look away,
when the sky turned from blue to gray when we
Stayed up late to kill some time,
Midnight to daylight, shaking off the grime,
We are not alone
We’re lost in the place that we call home
It’s been some time since we last saw red moonlight,
last time we did was the last time things felt right
Days are colder, there's nothing to wake for,
I dream of sunshine outside my front door
But all I feel is deep bass rythm,
played once again through big sound systems
All just a reason not to look away
When the sky turns blue from gray and we
Let's stay up late and kill some time,
Midnight to daylight, shaking off the grime,
I promise you you’re not alone,
This is now the place that I call home
Let's stay up late and kill some time,
Midnight to daylight, shaking off the grime,
I promise you you’re not alone,
This is now the place that I call home
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Echoes of your rythm
04:19
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I feel the echoes of your rythm
I feel the echoes of your
I feel the echoes of your rythm
I feel the echoes of your
Aaaaaaahh
Now since you've been gone
We know things won't be the same after winter long
A lonely speaker in the night will take me back in time
To hedonistic memories, but now it is a crime
I feel the echoes of your rythm
I feel the echoes of your
I feel the echoes of your rhythm
As if you never left
Though in the night you slipped away
Made me think of theft
If I knock now on your door,
I’ll see a stranger in a suit
“Your darling, she left long ago, but boy she was so cute”
She quit her job and cut her hair,
Experimented, realized that she was queer
Now she's not she, Now we say he,
Were we a lie, what does this mean
Time has gone, who I adored
Has a new face, and now I'm floored
But these movements, gotta hit em
I feel the echoes of your rythm
I feel the echoes of your rhythm
I feel the echoes of your rhythm
Aaaaaah
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4. |
The land of thirst
05:03
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Stay too long in the land of thirst, your wallet will run dry
You live just for the water, in relief it makes you sigh
Speeding down the motorways, escaping from the heat
If you are out in daylight, one day you will be beat
The land of thirst
The map that you now trust upon is good as your dead phone
All your friends remind you, you’re not in this alone
You have been out here for days, but we’ve here for years
That’s the price of being hazed, they’ve witnessed all your fears
The land of thirst
If I’m going down, I’ll be going down swingin’ baby yeahhhhhhh
(Welcome to, welcome to the land of thirst,
Welcome to, welcome to the land of thirst)
Walking in broad daylight with shivers to the bone
Everybody’s watching, no room to throw a stone
They will always raise a brow if you’re up to no good
That’s why we wait ‘til sundown to roam the neighborhood
Escaping from the land of thirst you need to have a plan
You need to know patterns, all the loops and get van
All the eyes are fixed upon the decoy wearing dreads
Then we taint the water, send fractals to their heads
The land of thirst
If I’m going down, I\ll be going down swinging, baby, yeahhhhh
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Could not go near
08:38
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Babe I waited far too long to see you
But your eyes are pale
I was there, everyone wanted to be you
That dream’s now stale
Your friends are new,
they rock a different rhythm
And you’re swingin’ with them too
I see that you lost your glow,
you were so hot, nobody could go near
People change, and babe we both know this,
Not surprised that you did too
I’m surprised that only after four years,
You went from black to blue
I thought you’d grow,
feeling happy in the city
I can that I aint you
It makes me sad, you lost your glow
you were so hot, nobody could go near
I’ve got to go, my friend I am leaving
But I’ll still return to you
Grand signs will not stop me from believing
The good things you can do
Did you ever stop to think of how or when your soul got lost, and where?
You will never lose your glow,
You are so hot, nobody can go near
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Clouds with u
05:26
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Gorilla Glue number 4,
Blue dream baby can I have some more
Sour like the diesel dust
I know I will not turn into dust
Staring at the clouds with you
Staring at the clouds with you
Let's go make the summer sing
Bars are closed, that's not everything
Let's forget about this ghost town blues
It's bittersweet and on the news
Staring at the clouds with you
Staring at the clouds with you
Staring at the clouds with you
Staring at the clouds with you
Just been to the candy store
Got myself a bag (Got myself a bag)
Thank the lord for all thy gifts, life would be a drag (life would be a drag)
Don't put that sugar cube in your coffee cup (in your coffee cup)
It would bend your mind darling if you drink up,
Now I¨m staring at the clouds with you
Staring at the clouds with you
Staring at the clouds with you
Staring at the clouds with you
Keep staring
Keep staring
Keep staring
Staring at the clouds with you
Keep staring
Keep staring
Staring at the clouds with you
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7. |
My house is on Fire
04:22
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In mornings as I wake,
My alarm gives me a shake
I just cannot explain
the Trigger in my brain
But that is not my problem
Ooo-oo, My House is on fire
Ooo-oo, My House is on fire
The radio is broke,
From the speakers I see smoke,
Nothing on it's swinging
Outside I see a fog,
I hear the barking of a dog,
That is not My problem
The response from you is late,
Is it coincidence or fate,
That in my head it Matters
In some ways I am Shocked,
By waves This ship is rocked,
That is not My problem
Ooo-oo, My House is on fire
Ooo-oo, My House is on fire
Ooo-oo, My House is on fire
Ooo-oo, My House is on fire
On fire on fire
Instead I think of you,
The pretty Things You do,
In some ways it surrounds me
I try to see what's good
the Tests that we withstood
In some ways it astounds me
Ooooaaoo My House is on fire
Ooooaaoo My House is on fire
Ooo-oo, My House is on fire
(On fire house is on fire)
Ooo-oo, My House is on fire
(On fire house is on fire)
Ooo-oo, My House is on fire
(On fire house is on fire)
Ooo-oo, My House is on fire
(On fire house is on fire)
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The Chee-Awai Project Berlin, Germany
The Chee-Awai Project is a cult band. Read more on cheeawai.com
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