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Eskimo
01:54
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On the way to the Goulag camp
Where the great trees strongly stand
I met old ex-Presidents
Looking like gingery tramps
This is a place where citizens
Simply wish for it all to end
Ex members of governments
Lying here frozen to death
Eskimo Trump
Eskimo Jong
Eskimo Trump
Al Saoud and Adelson
Always be together
Forever and ever
There was a time, before the Goulag camp
We thought this world was forever-stained
First, it was for our betterment
Now it's just for entertainment
On the way to the Goulag camp
Where the great trees strongly stand
I met people's empowerment
We got another government
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2. |
Livid
02:49
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I guess I am dead
I’d like to ask for your opinion
Stink like a cat
Just used to be human
Now I'm a starving freak
And I walk through the city
Ain't got no soul, I may have missed the boat
I guess I am break
Lactic acid in the muscles
Stink like a fart
And make growling moan
Now I'm a starving freak
And walk endlessly
I ain't got no soul, now my eyes turned livid
I choose the easy way
Or the great escape
The words I can't say
What's the prediction?
Now I'm a starving freak
N' I walk through the city
Ain't got no soul, I may have missed the boat
I guess I am dead
I’d like to ask for what's fiction
And without a hat
Why do you like so sad?
Now I'm a starving freak
Looking for my next meal
Ain't got no soul, now my eyes turned livid
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3. |
My baby's gone to Laos
02:00
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My baby's gone to Laos
My life's turning into chaos
I miss the marks of your lip gloss
I'm bowing down to you
My baby's gone to Laos
I will be caged in a madhouse
I miss the marks of your lip gloss
I'm barking like a dog
Memories, stuck in my head
Remember what’s been said
Wondering, where this all has led
Now my eyes are filled with red
Remember what’s been shed
Wondering, where this all has led
I can't seem to sleep tonight
And I'll be destroyed by morning light
Changing chapter
My baby's gone to Laos
My life's turning into nachos
I miss the marks of your lip gloss
I'm bowing down to you
My baby's gone to Laos
I will be caged in a madhouse
I miss the marks of your lip gloss
I'm barking like a dog
Down, sinking into my bed
Buried like a dead
I beg you to stay
Now my eyes are filled with red
Remember what’s been shed
Wondering, where this all has led
I can't seem to sleep tonight
I'm destroyed you're out of sight
changing chapter
My baby's gone to Laos
My life's turning into Queso
I miss the marks of your lip gloss
I'm bowing down to you
My baby's gone to Laos
I will be caged in a madhouse
I miss the marks of your lip gloss
I'm barking like a dog
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4. |
Ragù
02:11
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Take one large yellow onion,
A hefty dose of olive oil
Stalks celery heart, some carrots
Three-fingered pinch of salt and pepper
Add the tinned tomatoes
With chopped basil and oregano
Garlic cloves, very finely diced
Don't forget your glass wine
Our lips are painted bright red
You're just like the finest drink
You're just like the finest thing
I got
Our lips are painted bright red
You're the reason I'm still breathing
And you're just like the finest thing
I got
Increase the heat to high
Take a good-quality lean beef steak mince
Lazy little men
Watch over your pan
Stir with a wooden spoon
And finally cook the tagliatelle
Serve it in bowls with
Freshly grated
Parmigiano-reggiano
Our lips are painted bright red
And you're just like the finest wine
And you're just like the finest thing
I got
Our lips are painted bright red
You're the reason I'm still breathing
And you're just like the finest thing
I got
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5. |
Right
02:08
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I try to forget things ; ever
It started to feel good ; ever
But the mind goes where it wants
It's blowing in my head
I don't use that too often
I gotta make it right
My temples started pounding ; ever
It started to feel good ; ever
But the mind goes where it wants
Exploding in my head
I don't use that too often
I gotta make it right
Make it right
Hope nobody knows ; never
And I am feeling good ; ever
But the mind goes where it wants
Exploding in my head
I don't use that too often
I gotta make it right
Make it right
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6. |
Sedated
02:17
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Knock knock
Knock knock
Driving at the speed limit,
Yes I will lose it
Listening to radio shit
Maybe I was unfit
On the brink of an aneurysm
The car was hit on the right side
On the brink of an aneurysm
Everything went dark
Sedated heavily
14 hours surgery
Shave my body
Just let me get home
Erasing memory
Waking up in a art gallery
Blood dead body
Just let me get home
I talked to the Devil and to the Metatron
Which dress should I wear tonignt ?
Everything seems so superficial now
Which dress should I wear tonignt ?
Knock knock
Knock knock
Travel at the speed limit,
And I commit an inflection of logic
Travel with radio shit
Maybe it was unfit
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