1. |
Bavarian June
03:05
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Hans the creator was in a bad mood
Hans the creator was in a bad mood
Alina took him by the hand, she knows what to do
Alina took him by the hand, they stared at the moon
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2. |
Chan Super 77
04:33
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There’s a little shop in Mexico
They do a little bit of everything
The man at the bar, he sells gold teeth
You wanna see the movie in the back room?
She’s there
Tacos 30 cents out the front door
Cigars blowin smoke out the side window
Rentin out the rooms on the upstairs floor
The cops never come cause they grease their palms
She’s there
Chan Super 77
Come inside
Yeah
Chan Super 77
They fix old cars
Then break em on the freeway
The beach is out the back door
Where hammocks swing in the quiet night
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3. |
Colombiana
03:32
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Built in the jungle
Raised in the city
She understands
Working curved lines
When she gets low
He understands
Colombiana
Forces shifting
Forever pulling
Inside of every man
Her grip is twisting
She’ll make the seeds grow
Where there is no land
Colombiana
The river’s always pulling
You’re gonna end up in her hands
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4. |
Local Twang
03:09
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A rhythm that won’t behave
Its been breaking bones all night long
It cracked the toes of Cindy Mae
And crippled half of Arkansas
Its goes fada fada fada fada fa fa fa
Its goes fada fada fada fada fa fa fa
The hardwood burns with ankle sprains
While hips swing round and dislocate
We got people falling down
One gentleman broke his eyeglasses doing the twist
They knocking over coats racks
They’re falling down the stairs
When they see the light they’re gonna see the light
When they get it right they’re gonna get it right
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5. |
Mining Camp Pueblo
03:40
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The generator fumes in the calm of the countryside
Going for a swim, got dead fish floating by
Mining camp pueblo, a fist in the air
Scars on the face of the girl that sells her time
Blue tarp walls in the bar called the Carpet Ride
Soft red lips in the glow of the Christmas lights
Eyes in the corner sweating you down
A bird sings songs from a branch in the countryside
Rivers of mud, going barefoot stepping blind
A headlong rip got the pick axe keeping time
21st century on the ground
Burnin' both ends thinking everything will be just fine
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6. |
Nubian Bungalow
04:07
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Sleeping in a Nubian Bungalow
The moonlight burns into a glow
Watching rivers floating by
Square sails in a kingdom sky
Four women singing a single sound
Caressing hands moving up and down
Levitate towards astronomy
Bending glass to let me see
Dripping pools echoing
I’m following uncontrollably
Breathing hard the rhythm song
We push until we all belong
Drifting through acacia trees
Their scented necks smothering
From up above its all geometry
While down below its all blood pumping
Living in a Nubian bungalow
The morning sky above my home
Voices singing a single sound
Summon the water from underground
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7. |
Silly Selena
03:55
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My friends haven’t seen me in 2 months
They think I’ve gone underground
I’ve been swimming through her sheets
Melting with sweat dripping down
Cold michiladas
Braless tight green tank top
I know there’s no future
But when she swings it to Bee Bop
Don’t save me now
Silly Selena
Can’t come between us
We drove through the desert
And listened to old salsa
She sings in the morning
And tells me I free her up
Don’t save me now
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8. |
Steppin' Kitsch
03:10
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Flamingo print capri pants
Strutting the small town promenade
He’s dazzling
Steppin' kitsch
He’s strolling to your front door
Steppin' kitsch
Can’t keep him in the corner
Waist length medallion sparkling
Sporting his shirtless libido
Heads turning
Steppin' kitsch
He’s strolling to your front door
Steppin' kitsch
Can’t keep him in the corner
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9. |
Tina's Orgy
03:48
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The feeling comes before the morning
So it can’t be seen
Waking up, a man besieged
Looking for release
It’s hard to find, but I’ll find it
I’m not the only one in need
Tina’s orgy
It frees them up
Knockin' on the door but nothin' coming
Oh this just can’t be
Make my way round to the garden
A tiki vibe glowing
Fifty souls bathe in the fountain
Hey, pants around my knees
Tina’s orgy
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10. |
Vega The Slave
04:53
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Broken back in an onion field
The wind still blows
He got divorced but not for free
Vega sees them
Had a friend with a malady
They let him go
He couldn’t pay his doctor fees
Vega sees them
Cold hands scratch the door
Hula dancers on a cheap TV
Famous people getting blown
Lottery balls streaming down
A group of heroes club the clown
And get applause from a hundred cows
There’s the seats and there’s the stage
Yeah but really its all the same
They’re killers
And now he knows
Broken back in an onion field
The wind still blows
He does his work quietly
But Vega sees them
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