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Lost Kids
04:06
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You gotta weigh down your body
Gotta force-feed your soul
Breathe under water
Stay in control
Gotta weigh down your body
Force-feed your soul
Stay under the radar and let it all roll
Weigh down your body, yeah
Move it
Gonna have to go prove it
Running around with the Lost Kids
Skipping beats on a loose grid
Leave your gun on the table
Feeling high but unstable
Keep your eye on the exit
Shaking hands with the Lost Kids
Shake my hand
Shake my hand
People love riddles
People love games
So give them some puzzles
Give them false names
So let’s do some riddles
Let’s play some games
Slide down the middle and side-track your brain
Lay down that puzzle, yeah
Move it
Gonna have to go prove it
Running around with the Lost Kids
Skipping beats on a loose grid
Leave your gun on the table
Feeling high but unstable
Keep your eye on the exit
Shaking hands with the Lost Kids
Shake my hand
Shake my hand
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2. |
Ghost Pilot
03:49
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Ghost pilot on my radio
coming from a long time ago
Says with a cold steely voice
You ain’t got no choice
Ghost pilot coming for me
flying just above the trees
In a burned out B-52
flying on voodoo
A silhouette in the pale moonlight
Ghost Pilot in the air tonight
Sure feels like suicide
Ghost Pilot having some fun
in a fighter plane from World War One
She took down two hundred good men
Now she flies again
A silhouette in the pale moonlight
Ghost Pilot in the air tonight
Like a bird of prey in flight
Sure feels like suicide
She’s got a strange kinda sex appeal
her cold white hands upon the wheel
how she makes the motors cry
sending echoes through the night
I feel my heart pumping in my chest
Ghost Pilot won’t give me no rest
Won’t you pick me up tomorrow night
I feel like suicide
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3. |
Easy Prey
03:50
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Love my anyway that you want to
Use me like the way that you do
Oh I see the vultures are circling
In the sky above the avenue
Drive me like a second hand Honda
play me like a deck of dirty cards
Drink me like the cheapest tequila
at happy hour in a back alley bar
I’m a bad luck sitting duck
Put me out of misery
Hey, don’t I look like easy prey
Why dont’ you come and have your way with me
Everyday is a perfect day
Hey hey hey
Rip me like an old movie poster
from your bedroom wall
Oh I hear that black dog a-barkin’
I can hear it breathing all down the hall
Strip me from my feathers baby
hang me in the garden shed
Let me snooze a little bit longer
Bring me breakfast in my deathbed
I’m a bad luck sitting duck
Put me out of misery
Hey, don’t I look like easy prey
Why dont’ you come and have your way with me
Everyday is a perfect day
Hey hey hey
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4. |
Kerosene
03:20
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Tell me what you're doing now
before things get out of hand
I've got a strange way of handling things
I thought by now you'd understand
Tell me what you're thinking now
You know how things work in my head
As soon as you've passed the corner babe
My mind is telling me our love is dead
Out of reach of sunbeams
I need some fire
If you know what I mean
Do you know what I mean
You are my kerosine
You evasive queen
You are my kerosine
Seems like forever babe,
I've been waiting on my turn
But please, please be careful now
If you spill on me I'll burn
Has it really come to this
Have I drifted off too far
Is the light that I've been following
nothing but a dying star
Hopelessly stuck in between
gotta get some sparks flying
and fuel my machine
Fuel my machine
You are my kerosine
You forbidden dream
You are my kerosine
A vision serene
like Saint Augustine
Most beautiful thing
I ever seen
My Mary Magdalene
So deadly and lean
My my serpentine
Hiding in fields of green
Poison in my bloodstream
The killer foreseen
You are my kerosene
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5. |
Barbarians
07:46
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We get out the way down
The way down’s getting easy
We get out the way down
The way down’s getting good
We get out the old town
The old bounds weighing heavy
We wearin' the leaf crown
The way out’s getting ’ good
We walk up the hillside
The weather’s gettin’ breezy
We walk up the hillside
In the blazing afternoon
We walk until sundown
The way up’s gettin’ easy
We walk until sundown
And sundown’s coming soon
Who do you call barbarian
Who do you call barbarian now?
I’m on the outside
On the inside all along
Out on the hillside
In the city made of stone
Out in the dark night
In the middle of the day
I will take it all away
Wake up at sunrise
With bright eyed bloody faces
Walk under blue skies
And it’s understood
Head back to the old town
And hide away the traces
Walk down the hillside
& the way down getting good
Who do you call barbarian
Who do you call barbarian now?
I’m on the outside
On the inside all along
Out on the hillside
In the city made of stone
Out in the dark night
In the middle of the day
I will take it all away
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6. |
Zig Zag
04:19
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Hey mr. light man
don't turn on the lights just yet
Bonnie came back from the bathroom
saying the tapwater is running red
You dance like a getaway car
smoke coming from the wheels
Bodies buried ‘neath the dance floor
grabbing us by the heels
Back and forth, A to B,
I think we can all agree
Back and forth, A to B,
there will be no escapee
It’s too late to say stop
don’t wait for no shoe to drop
Daddy ain’t outside to pick you up
Teardrops on the tambourine
Bloodstains on the drum machine
Stuck inside a dance routine
More deadly than I’ve ever seen
Hey Mr. DJ,
spread that music like a cheap perfume
Freddy just got fondled
by a guy wearing a bear costume
Ah you drink like an old movie star
you smile like a deer in headlights
The twins behind the bar
whisper nobody gets out alive
Back and forth, A to B,
I think we can all agree
Back and forth, A to B,
there will be no escapee
It’s too late to say stop
don’t wait for no shoe to drop
Daddy ain’t outside to pick you up
Teardrops on the tambourine
Bloodstains on the drum machine
Stuck inside a dance routine
More deadly than I’ve ever seen
Zig zag baby, zig zag
Zig zag baby, come on
Zig zag baby, zig zag
Zig zag ‘till you make it back home
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7. |
Push & Pull
03:47
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Hey, won’t you come on over
Been waiting ‘round for you
Oh, even lonely rovers
Need someone to talk to
Push & pull, so hard to keep my cool
Push & pull, until my cup is full
Down on your meadow carpet
Floating in the air
Then with stilletos sharpened
You kick me off the stairs
Push & pull, so lovely and so cruel
Push & pull, until my cup is full
I got this itching feeling
I need you to scratch for me
Will I be giving or steeling
Down the escape hatch I flee
Eb & flow, from way up to down low
Saying yes and no, down the rabbit hole I go
I think I’m seeing double
It is messing with my eyes
I don’t know if I will be in trouble
Or I’m off to paradise
Push & pull, a savior and a fool
Push & pull, your sacrificial bull
Come on and push it and pull
Push it and pull now
Yes push it and pull now baby
Push it and pull
Push it real good
And then you pull me back in
Forever by your side
But better off alone
Refuse and abide
to make this hell a home
Burn & freeze, down on my knees
Push & pull, until my cup is full
So push it and pull now
Push it and pull
Push it real good
And then we do it again
So push it and pull
You know how to push it real good
Push it real, real good
And then you pull me back in
And then we do it again
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8. |
The Will
04:04
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I got something in my shoe
that’s keeping me from walking
Maybe a diamond or a stone
But I lost the will to leave my chair
Got something in my throat
That’s keeping me from talking
Maybe a cherry or a bone
But I’ve lost the will to even care
Doctor please, what’s wrong with me?
I think I’ve fallen ill
Can you give me some pills
I’ve lost - I’ve lost - I’ve lost the will
Got something in my head
that’s keeping me from thinking
Maybe a problem or a plan
But I’ve lost the will to find out
Got someone in my bed
makes me wanna go drinking
Maybe a foe maybe a friend
But I have lost the will to kick her out
Doctor please, what’s wrong with me?
I think I’ve fallen ill
Can you give me some pills
I’ve lost - I’ve lost - I’ve lost the will
Doctor please, what’s wrong with me?
I think I’ve fallen ill
Can you give me some pills
I’ve lost - I’ve lost - I’ve lost the will
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9. |
Tamraght
04:04
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10. |
Systems Collapse
03:34
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Everybody load up on
copper and tin
Raise the banner and sails now
and jump right in
You can write it on a tablet
you write it in stone
Gonna make some money
and bring it on home
See how it all comes falling down
See how it crumbles to the ground
Everybody load up on
Diamonds and oil
Gonna get my hands dirty
in foreign soil
Gonna get it on credit
Gonna get it on loan
Gonna make some money
And bring it on home
See how it all comes falling down
See how it crumbles to the ground
Load up on information
technology
Gonna fuck with your data
And biology
Gonna get me the numbers
Gonna write me some codes
As long as I get money
I’ll do what I’m told
See how it all comes falling down
See how it crumbles to the ground
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Komodo Nijmegen, Netherlands
On a world map, Komodo wouldn't be easy to pinpoint. Their vintage exotic rock & roll is induced with flavors and magic spells from all over the world: desert blues, surf rock, afro-disco, 60’s psychedelica, rumba and Indian raga. A little weird and gritty, but with melodies that will get stuck in your head. And can you dance to it? Hell yes! ... more
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