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Setup
02:53
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You think it’s all set up and they’re coming for you
And yeah, it’s all set up… but for whatever you do...
It’s all set up for a life of bliss. Just hit and miss, fight and kiss, enjoy both top and abyss!
Enter the zone for love and treat your inner creature kind.
It all makes sense when you find the VIP lounge of your mind.
The world’s a gift to you and vice versa, you’re a gift!
All you need is in sight. Just fuck life, make love to it!
You think it’s all set up and they’re coming for you
And yeah, it’s all set up… but for whatever you do...
It’s all set up for a life of bliss. Just hit and miss, fight and kiss, enjoy both top and abyss!
Collect your premium pass to the palace inside your soul.
There’s decisions to be made, but then you just flow beyond control
Life’s a joke, it’s true… (Are you in on it?) …but a good one and you’re telling it.
All you need is here and now. Just take your chance. You’re on the grid!
(Yeah!)
You think it’s all set up and they’re coming for you
And yeah, it’s all set up… but for whatever you do...
It’s all set up for a life of bliss. Just hit and miss, fight and kiss, enjoy both top and abyss!
Are you in on it?
It’s set up.
You think it’s all set up and they’re coming for you.
And yeah, it’s all set up for whatever you do...
It’s all set up for a life of bliss. Just hit and miss, fight and kiss, enjoy both top and abyss!
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2. |
Golden Days
02:40
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Corona’s here to stay and you’re not picking up.
I really need someone now we fell out of luck.
I see you come online, but I have no clue what’s up.
Grey ticks turn blue as I do too without you.
I’m stuck between the panic and facts.
It’s good to know that the transport’s intact for now.
You go offline and I get no reply.
I guess that’s it for now. I’ll just hold on tight and wait…
For the golden days, those we’ll spend outside,
I made plans with you, love. I hope that you don’t mind.
Nineteen came in twenty and it left it a mess.
We talked it though and I’m just glad you got it off of your chest, I guess.
It’s not that bad. These are necessary measures and as long as we’re together,
I’d be quarantined forever for all I care.
As long as you’re there, there’s nothing in the world really to cause me despair, I swear.
I’m not afraid. Although I’m concerned that everywhere police patrols are running the world right now.
For the golden days, those we’ll spend outside,
I made plans with you, love. I hope that you don’t mind.
(coughing)
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3. |
My Line of Work
03:07
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Hey...
Hey.
Hey!
Don’t you wonder why the clear sky’s thunder in the media? In my line of work…
They call obedience resistance, denying a resistance’s existence. In the media… In my line of work
Hey...
Hey.
Hey!
Don’t you wonder who you’re really working under? Don’t look in the streets... Where my heart still beats…
They call oppression a concession, to those protesting with passion in the streets… Where my heart still beats
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Shitstormy Weather
02:59
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The world is in danger...
There’s been a climate change.
We all have shitstormy weather
(It’s divide et impera)
and no more come together!
You've got a shitstorm coming for your homie.
(It's cancel culture)
There’s a shitstorm for your neighbour and a shitstorm coming for you too after that shitstorm in your favour.
There’s been a climate change. We all have shitstormy weather and soon there might be snowflakes falling.
Ooh, they’ve done it again
Another one cancelled that they’re gonna unfriend
Do you wanna be an ally or do you wanna be part of the problem?
Ooh, they’ve done it once more
Another one fired that they’re gonna ignore
Do you want to be correct or do you wanna be part of the problem?
There’s been a climate change.
We all have shitstormy weather
(Like Richmond Valentine)
and no more come together!
You've got a shitstorm coming for your homie.
(It's cancel culture)
There’s a shitstorm for your neighbour and a shitstorm coming for you too after that shitstorm in your favour.
There’s been a climate change. We all have shitstormy weather and soon there might be snowflakes falling.
Ooh, they’re not gonna stop.
Another one down, chased down by the mob.
Do you wanna give it all up or are you gonna be part of privileged?
Ooh, they’ve taken it further.
Another book burned. Could that be a precursor?
Do you wanna give it all up and erase any trace of the privileged?
There ain’t no virtue in your signals.
No, no, no, no...
There’s been a climate change.
We all have shitstormy weather
and no more come together!
You've got a shitstorm coming for your homie.
(It's cancel culture)
There’s a shitstorm for your neighbour and a shitstorm coming for you too after that shitstorm in your favour.
There’s been a climate change. We all have shitstormy weather and soon there might be snowflakes falling.
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Flipbook
03:02
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I read you like a flipbook and frankly my dear, I’m reading Scarlett O’Hara. Not even Scarlett, but Vivien Leigh…
I read you like a flipbook. So... thanks for the Aqua Tofana, Foxy Knoxy! Say hi to Casey and Jodi and Chelsea…
I read you like a flipbook. I think nobody has any intentions of building a wall here just like Bill never had any sexual relations with that whore…
I read you like a flipbook. I don’t even need to read Orwell anymore. Your flipbook contains the Animal Farm and 1984.
Karma’s a bitch, bitch! Shouldn’t have ditched 'em all and switched 'em up like bitches before! Leave none of your lipstick or lies on my big dick, whore… Here’s the door 'cause I’ve heard it before and I own this place.
Don’t forget that I own this place! So, fuck you once more!
I read you like a flipbook, bitch...
You’re quickly running out of time.
I read you like a flipbook.
It’s the next level. I’m sending you home.
I read you like a flipbook. You’re not even like Pinocchio, you’re as deceptive as the politically correct Disney of the 2020s.
I read you like a flipbook. You’re a professional victim, a little man, of which we have plenty…
Karma’s a bitch, bitch! Shouldn’t have ditched 'em all and switched 'em up like bitches before! Leave none of your lipstick or lies on my big dick, whore… Here’s the door 'cause I’ve heard it before and I own this place.
Don’t forget that I own this place! So, fuck you once more!
I read you like a flipbook, bitch...
You’re quickly running out of time.
You can read her like a flipbook.
You can read her like a flipbook.
You can read her like a flipbook.
You can read her like a flipbook, fam.
I read you like a flipbook. This is as much time as I'll ever have for you.
I read you like a flipbook. Thankfully there are other people more worthy of my time.
Bitch!
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La Mia Dragone
03:21
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I’ve been healing, turning Zelda, ever since I first held you in my arms.
(Ever since I first held you, babe!)
I want to pour you my best scotch. Let me buy you your favourite art.
(I Lettl you, babe!)
You are my sweet deviant cheerleader.
Your pom pom shakes for me. I’m your deviant quarterback.
This is my ultimate goal, so am I an achiever?
I never thought I’d ever feel like that, but I do with my Rosa, la mia Dragone.
(Krank! So krank!)
You are my sweet deviant cheerleader.
Your pom pom shakes for me. I’m your deviant quarterback
This is my ultimate goal, so am I an achiever.
I never thought I’d ever feel like that, but I do with my Rosa, la mia Dragone.
Va be, Netflix?
Posso chiederti lo stesso, stai ancora guardando?
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Cannes
03:06
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Cannes... Cunts and yachts... Croisette, croissant...
This is where we bond.
This is where they splash... Where the sunrays make rolex watches flash. It's like a constant party crash.
But I like the way we 007. I like the way we bond.
I like the way we 007.
I'm shaken not stirred from having my voice heard and drowned by the crowd and cunts. Yeah, It feels good to be proud at once... To have earned the spot that I yearned for once, with a pillow and a silenced gun. Though this is what I burned for, it's a little loud in Cannes. At least wiith that ejection seat in action. You're my Q, leaving all gadgets in my section, but the spy cam's set on you! Zoom in on that poisoned pen, ultra HD fisheye lens! I'm off the boat like Off The Fence.
But I like the way we 007. I like the way we bond.
I like the way we bond.
Thank you for believing in me.
Now you put me in the spotlight, do you like what you see?
Thank you. Though I'm running from the scene, I'm thankful for what you've done for me.
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8. |
The Gold Miner
07:58
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Esta es la historia de un muchacho de un pueblo desértico, donde las sequías eran muy comunes, pero la gente muy amable.
Era un chico listo, con muchos talentos y estimado por amigos, ya que en su casa siempre lo compartía todo, y tenía agua potable.
Un día su espíritu aventurero se apoderó de él, decidió abandonar su pueblo, para irse a la montaña, a buscar la fortuna en el juego. Pero sabía que algún día volvería, por lo cual no se despidió, y cabalgando se fué al primer pueblo de montaña cuyo aspecto le gustó.
Ahí se presentó con sus trucos de cartas, sin saber que a nadie le interesaba esa labor ahí, y al tratar de pagar su pan con agua, que para él tenía tanto valor, la gente de la montaña simplemente se echó a reír.
Decepcionado cabalgó y cabalgó, sin saber a dónde ir, no quería volver sin nada, pero tampoco se quería morir. Hambriento llegó a un valle por cual pasaba un río, y en cual se echó a pescar, pero en vez de peces encontró en su cauce oro, y más oro, y más oro, y más...
Goldie... Goldie, you're gone. Now you're gone.
You left me in the gold rush, in the setting sun.
Goldie... Goldie, you're gone. Now you're gone.
You left me in the gold rush, in the setting sun.
With tears and sweat and boiling blood, I found out who I am.
I'm a gold miner and you digged it, babe! Yeah, you digged it then!
I'm a gold miner and I dicked you down good. Yeah, I dicked you down good then!
Oh, Goldie... Goldie, now you're gone.
Goldie.... Goldie, now you're gone.
Con tres bolsas de oro, y los bolsillos llenos, se fue cabalgando al pueblo más cercano, un pueblo adinerado, en el que un cierto estándar de vida ya venía dado.
Qué buena era la comida en ese bar, y ahí se fijó de una joven, su ropa tan limpia y su cabello tan bien cuidado.
Pocos días tuvieron que pasar, y los dos ya se habían casado. Menos días incluso pasaron buscando terreno que comprar, la chica ya tenía un terreno en mente con espacio amplio, un establo supremo para el ganado y un buen suelo para cultivar.
Tenía tantos planes con él, pero su plan más importante implicaba un abogado. El divorcio fue llevado a cabo de modo acelerado, y con presencia del Sheriff.
Arrastrándose por la montaña sin caballo y con solo un cuarto de su oro, llegó de vuelta al pueblo al que perteneció antaño. Sediento y susurrando... ¡socorro!
Un amigo le ofreció cama, y le quería ofrecer también baño, pero agua no había. Al vaciar sus bolsillos le dijo... amigo mío, para que nos traes oro, ¡tráenos agua si vienes de un río!
Goldie... Goldie, you're gone. Now you're gone.
You left me in the gold rush, in the setting sun.
Goldie... Goldie, you're gone. Now you're gone.
You left me in the gold rush, in the setting sun.
With tears and sweat and boiling blood, I found out who I am.
I'm a gold miner and you digged it, babe! Yeah, you digged it then!
I'm a gold miner and I dicked you down good. Yeah, I dicked you down good then!
Oh, Goldie... Goldie, now you're gone.
Goldie.... Goldie, now you're gone.
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9. |
Lullaby For Journalists
00:58
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Babyboy, you been popping a cap on kids in Raqqa.
Babygirl, you been hopping from hubby to hubby and from silver to gold-plated chrome.
Now on the Lybian Coast, dem been drowning babyboy’s boat.
Oh babygirl. She been cheating, dem be tweeting as the details unfold.
Sleep tight now... News are like cotton buds, don’t insert them too far in your ears.
Good night now... News are like washing tabs, do avoid the contact with your eyelids.
You’re on a stimulating, motivating, overlong path to a satisfyingly indifferent death.
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10. |
May
03:01
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May the sunshine shine on us as we kiss and discuss things that only to us matter that much.
Let’s never lose touch with love…
Let’s never lose touch…
Let’s never lose touch…
In May
May the sunshine shine on us as we curse and discuss things that only to us matter that much.
Let’s never lose touch with love…
Let’s never lose touch…
Let’s never lose touch…
Let’s never lose touch…
Let’s never lose touch…
Let’s never lose touch…
Let’s never lose…
Let’s never lose touch…
Let’s never lose touch…
Let’s never lose touch…
Let’s never lose…
Let’s never lose touch…
Let’s never lose touch…
Let’s never lose touch…
Let’s never lose…
Let’s never lose touch…
Let’s never lose touch…
Let’s never lose touch…
Let’s never lose…
Love...
Love...
Love...
Love...
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