1. |
Dad's Ray Tube Galaxy
03:14
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Daddy has moved to another galaxy
Far from here, he lives now inside the TV
Itself composed by billions of electrons
It’s a magical place, where miracles happen everyday
You can switch off your brain,
We’ll remove your pain
My fluorescent friends.
Can you picture that ?
Can you figure it out ?
By the way
Can you picture that ?
Can you figure it out ?
By the way
Do you realise, you could be more than that ?
Can you picture that you’re just hypnotised ?
Can you picture that ?
Can you figure it out ?
By the way
Daddy’s head is now a control monitor
He doesn’t need the remote anymore
He radiates really strange waveforms
It seems they’re like electric worms
But it’s so easy to day, to live in melty land,
My fluorescent friends!
You can switch off your brain,
We’ll remove your pain
My fluorescent friend.
Can you picture that ?
Can you figure it out ?
By the way
Can you picture that ?
Can you figure it out ?
By the way
Do you realise, you could be more than that ?
Can you picture that you’re just hypnotised ?
Can you picture that ?
Can you figure it out ?
By the way
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2. |
Neopepsico©
03:38
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A.M.E.L.I.E.
You’re my Neopespsico©
Somehow you don’t really know it.
A.M.E.L.I.E.
Show me your fizzy eyes
And one more time jump higher in the sky.
A.M.E.L.I.E
You’re my shinny little ego
You’re my evil superhero.
You pinch my heart each time you blow
Like a cane of Pepsico©
You make me feel I run too low
You make feel I drive too slow
You make me feel I run too low
You make feel I drive too slow
And now, tell me why
Tell me ''I ...''
Bring me higher in the sky
So now,
Just tell me why
Just tell me: ''I know it’s not a lie''
You know it’s not a lie.
A.M.E.L.I.E
You look fizzy and smilly
Sometimes cheesy, sometimes blurry
A.M.E.L.I.E
You’re my Neopespsico©
Somehow you don’t really know it
Somehow you don’t really know it
Somehow you don’t really know it
Somehow you don’t even know it
And now,tell me why
Tell me ''I ...''
Bring me higher in the sky
So now,
Just tell me why
Just tell me: ''I know it’s not a lie''
You know it’s not a lie.
You're my Neopespsico©
somehow you don't really know it.
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3. |
Bollywood Scene
03:56
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When dust meets the colors
Love just feeds your nerves
Brain is now out of the game
Slice your hell and kiss the snow
Both of them will come to know
My game on the screen
Mind games in the scene
On the TV, in the city.
It’s a Bollywood scene, a Bollywood scene,
On the TV, in the city, on the backseat of a taxi.
A Bollywood scene, a Bollywood scene,
With my love on the backseat wearing a sarree and jewelleries
A Bollywood scene, a Bollywood scene,
On the TV, in the city, on the backseat of a taxi.
A Bollywood scene, a Bollywood scene,
Riding a motorcycle on the Howrah Bridge.
It seems that you don’t know,
It seems that you don’t want,
Running with me on the Howrah Bridge,
Just for one of my little fucking scene.
So now baby what the fuck are you doing here in a tea shop ?
Just come with we'll ride my horse nearby Victoria Memoria Hall.
It’s a Bollywood scene, just a Bollywood scene,
‘cause my mind is obscene, ‘cause my mind is silly.
A Bollywood scene, a Bollywood scene,
On the backseat of a taxi.
It’s a Bollywood scene, just a Bollywood scene,
With my love on wearing a sarree and jewelleries
A Bollywood scene, a Bollywood scene,
On the TV, in the city, on the backseat of a taxi.
On the backseat of a taxi.
It seems that you don’t know,
It seems that you don’t want to know ...
It seems that you don’t know,
It seems that you don’t want to know ...
It seems that you don’t know,
It seems that you don’t want,
Running with me on the Howrah Bridge,
Just for one , just my fucking little scene !
You don’t know,
It seems that you don’t want,
Running with me on the Howrah Bridge,
Just for one of my little scene.
Riding motorcycle on the Howrah Bridge.
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4. |
Finally
03:40
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I think finally
I don’t want to see what the future will be
I think finally
I don’t want to know what our lives would be
If we would stay on the same boat
I think finally
You don’y want to see
You don’t want to hear me
I think finally
I don’t want to try the taste of your heart, baby.
(You don’t want to know)
(You don’t want to know)
What your life could be if you would try
(You don’t want to know)
(You don’t want to know)
What our lives would be if we would stay
(You don’t want to know)
(I don’t want to know)
Never ever try to sink in love
(I don’t want to know)
(I don’t want to know)
The taste of your heart, baby.
I think finally
I don’t want to pay the price of the past
Little little empty stories
Little little broken hearts
I think finally,
I don’t want to try the taste of your heart, baby.
(You don’t want to know)
(You don’t want to know)
What your life could be if you would try
(You don’t want to know)
(You don’t want to know)
What our lives would be if we would stay
(You don’t want to know)
(I don’t want to know)
Never ever try to sink in love
(I don’t want to know)
(I don’t want to know)
The taste of your heart, baby.
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5. |
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10 to 15 I was a monkey,
20 to 50 I was a donkey.
My head is red my heart is green,
My body speaks while my mind bleeds.
While my mind bleeds.
Back in the 90’s I felt so lonely,
21st century I feel so shitty
‘’Don’t panic’’ she told me take it easy
‘’Don’t be dramatic, don’t be so silly’’
don’t be so silly’’
don’t be so silly’’
Dance with me baby
Take my hand and move your hips
Until you move your lips sweetie,
I just want you to climb on me so now,
Shake your body, please move it honey.
I just want you to climb on me so now,
Dance with me baby
Take my hand and move your hips
Until you move your lips sweetie !
10 to 15 I was a monkey,
20 to 50 I was a donkey.
My head is red my heart is green,
My body speaks while my mind bleeds.
While my mind bleeds.
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6. |
Christmas Falls
03:15
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Christmas balls reflect my tears
Like the disco ball reflects their joy
I suddenly felt like a very young boy
I heard their screams, I’ve seen their laughs
I played the beat on a baby toy
I sat on the couch for a short nap ‘cause of
Alcoholic Global Warming
I wish I was far from them again
I felt so lonely once again
Merry Christmas Lionel
Wish you a successful week end
Do not worry if it’s worse then what it used to be.
Chinese gifts all over me
Crappy music loud & nasty
Family values, goodbye reality
I had some weed downstairs again
That never brought my mind upstairs
I guess I was immunised by Love in giant size
I wish I was far from them again
I felt so lonely once again
Merry X-Mass Lionel
Wish you a successful week end
Do not worry if it’s worse then what it used to be.
25th December 2012 – 4 AM
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7. |
Stellar Council
03:44
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I am a human observer
Working for the stellar council
I am the chemical factor
Between the lines and your mind
Between the signs and your mind
Between your lies and their lines
Between the lines and your mind
All is never visible
I never thought I would run away
I’ll never come back anyway
Would you love me just for one day
I am a serial number
I’m the DNA of your computer
I am the calculator
Between the stars and their mind
Between the signs and their lies
All your love is visible
It’s such a place we live today
I never thought you would come again
So please love me just for one day
All is never visible
I never thought I’d run away
I’ll never come back anyway
Would you love me just for one day
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8. |
Man Manoeuvred Split
03:39
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In my conception music is a motion
A different perception of our kingdom
With no prescription even for the love songs
It has been brocken, you know what I’m sayin’ ?
I’ve met the king of fame, his name is no one
He said ‘’I’m Jesus ... well none as Bacchus’’
Obey the rules and fear me little genius
I got the friends you’ll have the fame I’ll have the cash before you die
Small idiot, I’m gonna tell what’s right or wrong what smells great to my cocaine nose,
Through my costly rings, through my golden ears.
I got the friends you’ll have the fame I’ll have the cash before you die
Now they hang a toxic smile
Later they will show the teeth
Man manoeuvred split
Now they’re busy on the line,
Later they’ll beg for a kiss
Man manoeuvred split
Man manoeuvred split
Man manoeuvred split
Man manoeuvred split
Just go for it
Man manoeuvred split
You can suck my dick
Man manoeuvred split
Listen to the shit and plug your ears right to my fears
Radio number hit, radio number shit
Music for diabetics, and chords for cosmetic
I feel more cosmic than robotic
They say that I might be sick.
Now they hang a toxic smile
Later they will show the teeth
Man manoeuvred split
Now they’re busy on the line,
Later they’ll beg for a kiss
Man manoeuvred Kiss
Man manoeuvred bliss
Man manoeuvred blitz
Man manoeuvred split
Now they hang a toxic smile
Later they will show the teeth
Now they hang ....
Now they hang a toxic smile
Later they will show the teeth
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9. |
Airport To Airport
01:44
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10. |
Another Day
03:58
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Another day
Another place
Another tag on my suitcase
Another breath
Another death
Another step on my new way
Another day
Another day
Another day – Another frame – Another place
Another day
Another breath
Another love I’ve lost today
Another day – Another frame – Another place
Another day
Yeah man, it’s another day!
Another day
Yeah man, it’s another day!
A beautiful day !
A-N-O-T-H-E-R-D-A-Y
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