1. |
Sip It For Free
03:43
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Sip 1 - 3
Take it for free
You're livin' lavish
You are no rubish
See, see there's a Turkish restaurant
Hangovers like 'em good
You're a boner just like Bono
You got the boner of Sir Rocko
Oh you're so sluggish
The atmosphere's clubbish
What is it that you mumble
EDM's killin' us like narcos
You're stuck with your bills
There are some people you'd like to kill
We go round and round
To erase the bounds that we're facing
You frown and frown
You don't want the crown you don't want the crown
Well give to me
They don't want Scottish, Aye, they don't want Irish, Irish
Whiskeys those cunts are ignorants
They want some slaught-ish nights of garbage
They're showing off buying champaign
On your shirt, there's a stain
I'm so sluggish
The atmosphere's clubbish
What is it that you mumble
EDM's killin' us like narcos
We go round and round
To erase the bounds that we're facing
You frown and frown
You don't want the crown, you don't want the crown
Well give to me
All these cunts are monkeys...
You don't want a...You don't want a...
Aaaah
You're stuck with your bills
There are some people to kill
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2. |
I'm Just Not Good At It
03:45
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Don't be mad, I was just trying to be nice
No don't try to shout louder than me
No don't cry, I really meant to do well
I'm just not good at it
I'm just not good
I'm just not good at it, I really tried though I wanted to be in it
You say I'm afraid of it, comitment
Girl I was comitted when we were flirting
You want me to be dedicated, and that's what's scaring
No don't try to shout louder than me
No don't leave me all alone in this square,
I can't show you the depth of my despair
It would make me look like a weak loving man in need,
Of you babe...
I'm just not good at it
I'm just not good at it, I really tried though I wanted to be in it
You say I'm afraid of it, comitment
Girl I was comitted when we were flirting
You want me to be dedicated, that's what's scaring
I'm a passionate fella,
I can't be half emotionally involved
When I do things, I do it for need
That's why love, your love makes me ill...
That's why love, your love makes me ill...
I'm just not good at it
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3. |
Isolation
06:43
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In the curve of the blackness of your eyes
I find a bitter-tasting look because, at me, you are staring
With uncomprehension, a miscalculation of who I really am
Indeed, you did, because of love and all its commotion
But you don't understand me, do you? You are scared now?
I can see it and it saddens me.
But you don't understand me, do you? You are scared now?
Do you?
To you!
Protecting my shell and shield
Cherishing my weakened soul
I'm leaving alone in Isolation
A mischief to my self-construction
And in the scorn and cold of their filthy eyes
I can see you and me, they're aiming to shoot
What's different, what's new, what's wrong with them
What's wrong with them
They feel in danger while they are being dumb
They feel like haters while they are just numb
Fear makes you weak
Fear makes you mean
Fear makes you blind
It makes you racist
They are filled with that particular fuel
And from them, I am protecting
In Isolation
In Isolation
Protecting my shell and shield
Cherishing my weakened soul
I'm leaving alone in Isolation
A mischief to my self-construction
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4. |
Glass Of Patience
05:01
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You don't know what you're talking about
You don't know what you're talking about
It might seem like I'm screaming and shouting
But I'm OK, it's just the way I look like
But I'm OK, it's just the way I look like
The way I look like
I'm so pissed when you don't want to see
That our problem is not only me
Because I'm OK, It's just the way I am
Because I'm OK, It's just the way I am
You don't know what you're talking about
I'm so pissed when you don't want to see
You don't know what you're talking about
Maybe we should just let it go
Life doesn't want to let us get on
And my patience in a glass
Well you drank it all
So I guess we're done
Are we done?
Yes, we're done!
I don't want to be what you see in the part of me that made you fall for me
But that's OK, turned out you had visions
you don't want to be what I see in the part of you that made me fall for you
but that's OK, Turned out I had visions too
I had visions darling!
You keep spitting, you keep spitting...
You keep spitting your scrambling nasty words and it's a pity because I don't need you woman
The sound pollution around is rotten enough
The sound pollution around is rotten enough
Maybe we should just let it go
Life doesn't want to let us get on
And my patience in a glass
Well you drank it all
So I guess we're done
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5. |
Cut Me Some Slack
03:10
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The palm trees are guarding the beach
With the sea and sky, it stitches
The jungle's full of riddles, tidal
Ah Ah Ooh Tropical Tropical
Wilderness is too wild for you
Bitterness is too sweet for me
Sadness has become a habit darling
Even on holiday, it won't leave you hey
Even on holiday, it won't leave you hey
We're sitting down on our long chairs
Waiting for something fair
To come around
So Stressful
My glass's full
I don't want to go back
Cut me some slack
My wife says all my shirts are black it's a shame
Pour me a whiskey Jack, please please, please
I so lack a strong back to give you some whouplahoup whouplahoup back
I so lack, I so lack some money, Jack
Pour me a whiskey, please
I'm dark, I'm dark so dark, I don't like summer holidays
So Stressful
My glass's full
I don't want to go back
Cut me some slack
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Smoking Pistols Auvergne-Rhône-Alpes, France
garage punk/rock ‘n’ roll from France.
Last single : Cooking rice / Loving sorrow
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