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Saylor's Song
04:52
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Setting off on a voyage
There are so many things to do
Adventures lie ahead
But only if we choose the right crew
We'll be on deck in the morning
'coz the party lasted all night long
We'll slip away in the fog
And nobody will know that we're gone
Everybody loves a Saylor's Song
Peaceful hearts prevail as long as the weather holds
But never in our lives had we seen such a storm unfold
Crying out for mercy had us pleading with the fist of the sea
She smashed us all to pieces
We were lost to a grave extreme
Everybody loves a Saylor's Song
Everybody loves a Saylor's Song
Days and days
In a coconut island haze
Sun beating down
In a thirst for a friendly face
Climb to the top of a tree
Rock it side to side
My kingdom for a ride
My kingdom for a ride...
Rescued from the voices in my head
Once again under sail
Encounters with the monsters of the waves
Serpents and Whales
Lessons have been fathomed of my place in the great Unknown
Returning in the night
Feeling oddly quiet and alone
Everybody loves a Saylor's Song
Everybody loves a Saylor's Song
A Saylor's song
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2. |
Sense You
03:33
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Introducing power
To a circle, a collection of friends
Tear it down and burn it down
You break even when you're lost again
Teetering on a tightrope
Shivering and shaking for shame
I remember the blackness
And then electric white currents of flame
I guess you know I can sense you on the other side
I guess you know I can sense you...
Sense you...
Gingerly from coal to coal
I'm stepping out into the fire
My fear keeps cutting into me
Impressions of a deep desire
And later on in the lake that night
I was swimming with another being
We quickly introduced ourselves
And went gliding in the in-between
I guess you know I can sense you on the other side
I guess you know I can sense you...
Sense you...
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3. |
Can of Beans
04:40
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There's a bullet down in a barrel meant for me
There's a rag-tag place where my body's gonna be
There's a giant smoking ember
In a field where the mushrooms grow to infinity
And it's just the thing I need
Going down so well with this can of beans
Down the alley they jumped me from behind
Hit the bricks and I nearly lost my mind
I was washed up on the shore
Of an abandoned dignity factory
And that was just a shame
'Cos it would have gone so well with this can of beans
Seems ain't nothing what it seems
Please tell me what to do with this can of beans
Satellites going by like pearls on a string
What on Earth do they think it's gonna bring?
And it used to be a train
Cutting up the land like an iron hand
If this is what it seems
The buffalo will see the end of man
They're feasting on the moon
And all that's left for me is these beans in a can
Seems ain't nothing what it seems
Please tell me what to do with this can of beans
So the race is on to find somewhere to live
Untouched by the corruption narrative
Sacred running streams
Slipping through the pines and the evergreens
This might be the place
To sit down and enjoy my can of beans
Seems ain't nothing what it seems
Please tell me what to do with this can of beans
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Big black clouds are rolling in
Crows upon the wind again
Gloomy scenes of misery and pain
Mystic politician please
Do your job and let me be
Don't try to entangle me in chains
They're playing that song again!
Oooo-oooo-ooo!
Pestilence and poison rain
Golden greed and rocket gains
Send me to the dark side of the moon
Twisted lies and broken love
Calling out to up above
Hope someone will rescue us real soon
They're playing that same old tune!
Oooo-oooo-ooo!
Mamma never told me it was going to be this way
Now I'm looking over my shoulder every day
And everywhere I turn I hear the same refrain
It's driving me crazy!
They're playing that song again!
Oooo-oooo-ooo!
Yabba dabba da...
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5. |
You Need a Vacation
03:12
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Oh my love
Does it have to be like that?
No more bubbles, only flat
You need a vacation
Can't you see
How it's torturing me?
All this bitchy misery...
You need a vacation
Honk if you agree... You need a vacation
Honk if you agree... You need a vacation
One to one
We can lay it on the line
A bit of fixing makes it fine
We need a vacation
You got to... got to... put 'em down
All the troubles in your arms
They are bringing you to harm
You need a vacation
Honk if you agree... You need a vacation
Honk if you agree... You need a vacation
Mmmm... Vacation!
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BerEZa
BerEZa is a guy who duz mUZik.
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aka:
Stevie
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