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Beyond the Laughing
02:16
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This is a mems’ world
But it would be nothing
Without a conscience
Beyond the laughing
Entropy times
In global commo
Is this a new way
To hide the dramas?
We've got a mems’ world
But it will be nothing
Without a conscience
Beyond the laughing
I cannot stand it
I cannot laugh on it
When i'm not sure it's effective?
It's just defence
Or fight against
Prevailing death of (our) tolerance?
It is a mems’ world
But it would be nothing
Without a conscience
Beyond the laughing
Entropy times
In global commo
Is this a new way
To hide the dramas?
Under the laughing
We hide our fears
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Wearin' Black
03:40
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You scream when you're born, scream when you're hurt
Fighting for rights, if you win or loose
You try furiously and no one accepts
Scream when you feel lack or abuse
There are
So many feelings inside your head when you realise
That in the end after all this fight we all must die
No matter how tough, no matter how stiff is your neck
We're gonna finish our only show here wearin’ black
There's no turning back
You reach for the sky and push it so hard
For fame, gold and success that you crave
Feel you are the ace, and think you are smart
But flowers for winner will lay on your grave
There are
So many feelings inside your head when you realise
That in the end after all this fight we all must die
No matter how tough, no matter how stiff is your neck
We're gonna finish our only show here wearin’ black
There's no turning back
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Counting Rhyme
02:54
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Got a job, got a car, cash for mortgage
Is it (really) everything that you need?
Got weekends, dope and the whiskey
Is that all - what makes you speed?
So tell me what you throw away
There down the drain?
Got a couch and big screen television
Is it (really) all - that takes the lead?
Got a career got a business to deal
Is that all - what turns your greed?
So tell me what you throw away
Yeah, down the drain?
What you lost and what you’ve ever missed?
What are your chains?
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe,
Catch a tiger by the toe,
If he hollers, let him go…
Tell me what you throw away there down the drain?
Down the drain - and what you really missed?
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We’re cool
Already know
That we all have a cancer
We pretend that we care
But still waiting for the answer
Or that somebody will clean this shit for us
We just observe
Some are closer
Some others gonna care
Definitely not us
Our basic reasoning
Starts with doubts
Media 'consciousness'
Allows us to speak loud
Someone’s gonna clean this shit for us
We still observe
Some are closer
Somebody’s gonna care
Cause it's not for us
We’re cool
We don’t consume resources
We don’t destroy the earth
We're not guilty for this mess
We don’t deserve death
Somebody has to clean this shit for us
It’s not our thing
Someone who screwed it
We’re cool - you fuckers
You fucked it up
And now you are closer, damn
Somebody has to care
Cause it's not for us
We’re cool
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5. |
Autopleasure
03:00
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Lost in the morals
And lack of incentives
Crowded by beauties
Storm by the rules
And false informations
Stray in the duties
I don't want to loose
The pleasure I found
Being bound
In different styles
In different types
Behavies of religions
Political scums
And business swipes
Breed like a pigeons
At length
Lost in chaos
Sinking in a slough
Here it comes my only treasure
My autopleasure
To the base
Take me down
Down to the ground
To the things I found
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6. |
No Train To Take Me Home
02:41
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From the inside book of loneliness
Old yellowed ticket fell
I picked it up but rolled it
Cause
There's no train to take me home
I learned will not find relief
So i'll smoke my only butt
And i'll turn the page
Waiting for
No train to take me home
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7. |
Dogfight
01:55
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Clenched jaws, clenched sweaty paws
Mad eyes full of blood
Sharp teeth and strongly tensioned neck
Stiff skin on the back
Five days in each week
Struggle run for Friday night
Like fight dog every fuckin’ day
Make own bets in this fight
Still making life bets in your own fight
No matter for the reason
So you’re the one of judges
Till you die
Clenched jaws, clenched sweaty paws
Mad eyes full of blood
Sharp teeth and strongly tensioned neck
Stiff skin on the back
Keeping downward spiral unreasonable fight
Wasting time we’ve had been given
So life will be a judge
As we die
On weekly dogfight!
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Here comes the sweat again
Falling on my back like a memory
Falling on my forehead like a new emotion
I want to make love on the open field
I want to scream like lovers do
I want to dive into your ocean
Is it sweating with you?
Here comes the jet again
Raining all around like a tragedy
Tearing me apart like forgotten emotions
So baby scream with me
Like lovers do
Move with me
Like lovers do
Fly with me
Like lovers do
Love with me
Like mammals do
Without shame
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9. |
Small Lebowski
03:17
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I know
What happens when you feel gap
Between a fake lack and a real abuse
Still try
Catch a proper solid balance
Think you can make it but in fact you loose
Seems one more time you can
No need to stretch the veins
But
Looks like you've missed last call
So now we gonna clean the floor
Cause you lost again
You float
Through the interstellar haze
Driven high by pills and alcohol
You fall
And it’s not a soft green field
Break your wonder minute film against the stones
Seems one more time you can
No need to stretch the veins
But
Looks like you've missed last call
And now we gonna clean the floor
We gonna clean the floor cause you lose again
Life’s not a plush magic carpet
And it’s not a dance on rose’s flakes
You cannot weave it just with your dreams
Finally your rug will be peed on by all those nihilists motherfuckers!
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10. |
Nobody Likes Us
02:31
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It has begun in wet teenage dream
And it just started to grow
First cheap guitar, first simple chord
On primary school's first show
So many times I wondered why
Nobody liked us
But in those days - I didn't care
We started a band, gave it a name
And it began to grow
Strong beats in drums, weird guitar sounds
Chaos began to flow
I tried to find the reason why
Nobody liked us
But to be frank - now I don't care
I don't care
We say goodbye to right, boring style
The world we used to know
Now we are old, and some are bold
But we’re still not too cold
Don't even try to ask me why
Nobody likes us
Cause to be frank - I've never cared
That nobody likes us
So many times i wondered why
Nobody liked us
But to be frank - I don't care
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11. |
Shut Yer Mouth
02:16
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Talk and talk and talk and there ain’t nobody listening
Tell me 'bout the things you should and could and would have never been
You chew my ear of just like some kind of cannibal
I oughta smack you in the mouth just out of principal
Shut yer mouth girl
Shut yer mouth girl
Shut yer mouth girl
Shut it up
Tell me 'bout all the things that you have never done
Empty whishes broken drams I’m deaf and dumb
Creeping death slides into my ears and my fuses blow
If you words were heroin i think I’d have an overdose
Shut yer mouth girl
Shut it up
Shut yer mouth girl
Oh god!
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12. |
Hope Allowed
02:07
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Hope allowed, hope allowed
You can scream
Even if no one accepts
Hope allowed, hope allowed
You may dream
Even if no one respects
Even if no one respects now what you feelin'
Even if no one regrets what you believe in now
For now
Cause now you really can believe
Now
From now
That bullet that you can give
Even once
Hope allowed hope allowed
You can shoot
Even if no one accepts
Hope allowed hope allowed
Take your loot
Even if no one respects
Even if no one respects yeah, what you feelin'
Although they won’t be prepared
Pull the trigger
Now
Yea' now
That bullet that you can give
Yea’ now
From now
Hope allowed
Even once
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How often say that:
I've never felt it, I've never done this before
Still stuck by fear
You'll never taste it, can't get any worse
Hidden under the wings
Just spread them - or you will never fly
Firmly on the ground
But deeply in the soul - still dreaming of the sky
No one will come out alive
So now or never
You don't say it but you know it
No time to lose, there’s no time to refuse
As long as you fake:
You will not take it, you will not make it
No one will come out alive
Yeah, so now or never
You don't say it but you know it
You've never felt it, never done this before
You'll never taste it, you'll never waste it
Yeah, go for it!
No time to lose, no time to refuse
You will not take it, you will not make it
No one will come out alive
No one will come out alive
No one will come out alive
Now or never
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DIZEL Kraków, Poland
We play dirty rock'n'roll and sing about forbidden loving ;). No plans, pigeonholes or arrangements but fun from playing
together! Fun for everyone!
Gramy brudnego rokendrola i śpiewamy o zakazanych miłościach ;). Nie mamy planów, nie ograniczają nas szuflady i układy. Mamy za to frajdę ze wspólnego grania i pochodnych ;) Fun for everyone!
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