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Pissed
03:35
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Pissed at society bored with sobriety, what the hell’s a young girl to do?
Is it a comedy or tragedy or just a catastrophe
She built castles in the sand, until a raid of golf balls came now suits are in command
We’ve been down this road before, we’ve seen the signs a thousand times
The moonshiners are awake, they don’t scare easily and their business are not for sale
Pissed at society bored with sobriety, what the hell’s a young girl to do?
Is it a comedy or tragedy or just a catastrophe
This passage leads to hell, yacht club boys don’t care, they set sale.
She’s told the treasure’s lost over seas, yet her neighbours pockets are full of gold
Such a poor help to stay afloat.
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Never Going Home
03:12
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I don’t speak your language and you don’t speak mine but our communication is one of a kind, immune to borders, nations and flags
Six strings, almost in tune, behind a fragile voice, powered with a heart filled with desperation, it’s nothing you can learn in school
We’re following blindly but seeing it clear
It’s not our street, our town but we’re never going home
We’re never going home
These worn out roads keeps us hungry, safe and warm
Energy on a constat high fueled by lack of sleep and a steady diet of too much caffeine, childhood dreams, peanuts and adrenaline
Freezing cold basements with Sternburg sticky floors, no ventilation and nicotine walls, the best recreation that I’ve ever seen
It might not look like much to the world
But it’s everything I need to stay here forever
We’re never going home!
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Life and Death
03:07
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I turned on the TV and I got pissed.
I turned on the radio, I had enough of this
And I had enough of this shit, I can’t take it no more
Life is beautiful, death is irresistable, why is this so complicated?
When the sun is rising i fall in love
When the moon i fading I rise above
And I can’t get enough of this and I want so much more
I got everything I need, too much to set me free
I ain’t got everything that I wish for but I’m not done, no I want more!
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Wouldn’t it be nice to feel what it really means to be in love without faking it just for once?
I’ll be damned if I can not kiss a girl named Alice goodnight without God telling me that ain't right.
God knows nothing about us
Wouldn’t it be nice to let go of all this fucking bullshit expectations?
Hello, my name is who ever the fuck I want to be today.
Butch or femme, in short nails, flannel armor on ready for war
The first one without casualties upon the desert floor.
God knows nothing about us
I’ll be damned if I can not kiss a girl named Alice goodnight without God telling me that ain't right.
In that case, fuck God anyway
God knows nothing about us
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Punch
02:46
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Heart broken
That's no excuse to be a violent mother fucker who just can't cope with the truth
Love comes, love comes and goes
But it's your God damned obligation to not let your sanity go as well
It is your God damned obligation to remain same
The violence isn't gonna get her back
Hatred is gonna make you crack
The violence is gonna put a knife in your own back
Punch him in the face
Oh what a man you are
Look at you twist and shout take the easy way out
Do you really think your son will be proud to see who you are?
Love hurts, I know but that doesn't mean that you can hurt others
Life's harsh, I know time now reach out to your brothers and they will show you what your father never could
Together towards the light for a greater good
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6. |
Better Than This
03:03
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Are you fuckin kidding me, is this who you're gonna be?
With the only chance you’ve got to make a difference
Now the time is running out, and there’s not a single doubt,
You didn’t tribute leaving this place better than when you got here.
Now there’s a voice in my head saying we are better of dead, but here we are so lets make it count
After all who we are is defined by what we do, not what we write on the Facebook wall
We want to live life another way
We’ve got to be better than this
We need to live life another way
We’ve got to be better than this
Are you fucking kidding me, are you really this naive?
Thinking the world was better 30 years ago
I’m sorry to break it to you, chances are that it’s just you
who suck more than avarage Joe ever did before
There’s just one thing for sure, it’s that soon we’ll be too old to change our path to one we won’t regret
I won’t have my grand children appologize for what I’ve done, we’re better than that
We want to live life another way
We’ve got to be better than this
We need to live life another way
We’ve got to be better than this
We won’t get away with this shit, no
The grave yard is full with people on the wrong side of history but that won’t be me
But one day I´ll lie under the tomb stone of mine with a sign that says “at least he fucking tried!”
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Where do you hide from the echoing silence, from loneliness between four choking walls
What would we do without our fellow fuck ups who proudly colors outside the lines
Tonight ain’t coming back no more so breathe in, scream out like you fucking mean it because tonight ain’t coming back no more
Where do you hide from expectations and self doubt, come on in we’re about to scream it out
Use it or lose, more than ever before, put a five in the hat to keep an open door
This is where we make new friends and loved ones, brothers and sisters, our family by choice
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When you’ve locked up the poor and hidden the sick, armed the dictators and given the refugees a dropkick,
When you’ve sold out the schools and ended up with fools you’ve got a delicate problem but the hammer is your only tool
You better fix this or I’ll fix this for you
I’ll climb your fences and tear down the walls, because it’s vegan to eat the rich
I’d prefer a salad but you gave me no choice, now you have to deal with it.
When you’ve killed all the animals and wasted the lake, then cut down the trees, what are you gonna eat?
When you’ve polluted the air and mother nature chokes, like the cool kids in school after quite a few too many smokes
It’s not the kind of cool that we need right now
I’ll climb your fences and tear down the walls, because it’s vegan to eat the rich
I’d prefer a salad but you gave me no choice, now you have to deal with it.
I’d invite you for dinner but it might get aquard, what would we talk about?
How I’ve tried to avoid you for my whole life, could we ever find common ground?
But alright guess what, I’ll be the bigger person, please come and join me for dinner, but you better not be late. You are the main dish and it’s so rude to let people wait.
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Fairy Dust
02:57
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Fairy dust come to me, this vanilla looking town where nobody’s dancing
It’s Wednesday here everyday, a brick wall is collapsing
Tried to make resistance, wasn’t prepared for the sacrifices
Wasted all my time in line, spare time identity crisis.
Waiting for something to rescue me
Longing for violence, hunger and heart
I’m looking for a more chaotic way of life.
Longing for violence, hunger and heart
I’m desperate for a more chaotic way to love.
A childhood short cut even shorter, now the Neverland dream makes perfect sense
Regrets oh my regrets, sat too long on the fence
Duvet cover around my body, soft and white sheer curtains covers me from seeing anybody I know in this toxic suburb.
Waiting for someone to rescue me
I wanna bite the hand that’s feeding me
take a barrel of suckerpunches to the face just to see
if I still got som bleeding in me
I wanna love as desperate as young Werther, refusing to pick up the pieces of my broken heart
but ravel in the debris, feel every edge piercing through this veil of contentment
Dressed in nothing else but holy rage I wanna climb the barricades,
amp up my weak and whimpering voice
and make speeches so fiery they will burn through generations
find the key to my “Oh fucking yes!”
crack the code to my uncensored anger
Waiting for Peter to rescue me
And when I burn, I wanna char
every step a step to far
I want it all to resonate into every wilted fiber of my being
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10. |
War
03:01
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Who’s gonna be the occupant this time
There all digging trenches in the outskirts of town
There’s no fighting for, just protest songs without a meaning
played on pitch forks ready for war
All I know is that they don’t know they’re fighting for
But one thing I know for sure
There's gonna be a war before this is over
There’s no time for second thoughts and information
Fuck the kids and they’re education
Because daddy is going to war!
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11. |
Don´t Follow The Blind
03:37
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The liers, the leaders, the lovers and the dreamers,
The criers, the believers, the fortune cookie feeders
The floaters and the sinkers, the thinkers and the drinkers
Rioting in a pretty line, like they've done a thousand times
The addicts and the dealers, the seekers and the preachers
Sellers and the sell outs, the basement drinking burnouts
The bankers and the wankers, the billioner nay sayers
Kicking in an open door, hoping no one's keeping score
No no no,
Don't follow the blind, don’t fall in line
Hold on and stand your ground let it be where you’ll be found
The talkers and the tweeters, the silent and the screamers
The fakers and the fighters, the players and the righteous
The light bulb aura preachers , the one book read self makers
Going on and and on, don't look back what's done is done
The smokers and the jokers the homeless real estate brokers
The married and the buried, the hard to love unworried
The Lions and the cavemen, always have, always will be
Ranting loud n trying to hide the doubts n science in denial
No no no,
Don't follow the blind, don’t fall in line
Hold on and stand your ground let it be where you’ll be found
Don’t you dare follow the blind, there ain’t nothing to be found, they can only bring you down
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lonely
01:22
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Who’s gonna take me home tonight? So lonely so lonely.
I wanna show you some moves tonight, So lonely so lonely.
I don’t wanna be lonely, i just don’t wanna be with you.
No one's gonna take you home tonight. So lonely so lonely.
Or you better shape up tonight. So lonely so lonely.
I don’t wanna be lonely, i just don’t wanna be with you.
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13. |
Don´t Let Me Wait
03:41
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1 2 3 4 stay, don’t hurry to get up, release your brain,
don’t let me wait
Breakfast in the sun, something gray and cold smells of colorful secret messages.
Coat made of fur and grass, taste of hungry dreaming humans,
Music’s playing, water’s pouring my feet are screaming.
Common let’s play, common let’s play
Don’t let me wait for you, I’ve been waiting for you so long.
Don’t let me bark at you, I’ll rather sing along in your human song.
Tied up around a tree, watching loved ones stressed in disagree, who of us are really free?
Fall down fool around, don’t worry to get up, obligations will never know where you’ll be found.
Release your brain, release your brain
Don’t let me wait for you, I’ve been waiting for you so long.
Don’t let me bark at you, I’ll rather sing along in your human song.
Don’t let me wait. Don’t let me wait.
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The Sensitives Falun, Sweden
The Sensitives is a rough-haired mixed race dog of punk, rock’n’roll, SKA and folk. It’s been touring around Europe and done about 300 shows, spreading its musical wild oat which gave it a solid fanbase of people who, to their knock out punk, raises their middle finger to racism and sexism. ... more
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