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Tell me one more time
To keep the stones moving on the beach
Cause every single thing we tried, It was just
out of reach
Oooh your hair’s on fire
So many people found you easy to read
You got caught in a lie
The world splintered under your feet
I washed my hands of the knowing
Stepped out into the morning
Mercy On Me
Kick your shoes up the wire
Stand on the coals with your two feet
You are a pretty little liar
But you can’t seem to bear the heat
Oooh, your hair’s on fire
So many people found you easy to read
You’re in love with the one
Who won’t sing what you need
I washed my hands of the knowing
Stepped out into the morning
Mercy On Me
I drove for 30 hours
Just get back to the same place
There’s something you should know…
I ain’t no little drummer boy no ones gon against you girl so break down
And do the same thing
It’s a quiet storm
And do the same dance
And break down
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With Bated Breath
01:04
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I can show you how to break it down
How to bust a move, and hit the ground
Just surrender to the rhythm of the night
Let the music be your guiding light
Can you feel it
Can you feel it, taking control
Were burning up the dancefloor
Like we’re bringing back disco
And we ain’t gotta say more
Spaced out let the 40 proof rain poor
X2
Clear your mind and close your eyes
Let your body do the talking
You were born to groove so
put some bounce in your back pocket
Can you feel it
Can you feel it, taking control
Were burning up the dancefloor
Like we’re bringing back disco
And we ain’t gotta say more
Spaced out let the 40 proof rain poor
X2
I can feel it taking control of me
I’m locked in a trance now I’m one with the beat
Half a bottle I’ve been flowing upstream
Down the rabbit hole like I’m caught in a dream
In a dream…
Were burning up the dancefloor
Like we’re bringing back disco
And we ain’t gotta say more
Spaced out let the 40 proof rain poor
Can you feel it
Can you feel it, taking control
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Feels like a runway
Don’t get twisted by the sound
Said everything you could say
Now I’m driving there backwards in a stolen Toyota
2008 how I’m coming
Might say fuck all when I post this photo
Major Tom got nothing
I feel the earth
Move under my feet
You dropped the bomb on me
No time for dreaming walk on by
Total destruction, to your mind
I keep forgetting ain’t nobody
And it’s time to break it down
You should be dancing
Do your thing
Put your feet on the ground
Now I’m driving there backwards in a stolen Toyota
2008 how I’m coming
Might say fuck all when I post this photo
Cause it don’t mean nothing
Feels like a runway
Don’t get twisted by the sound
Said everything you could say
There’s no coming down
Feels like a runway
Don’t get twisted by the sound
Said everything you could say
Killing me softly over 17 days
Ain’t no sunshine, ain’t no rain
I’m at the borderline of my faith
You need a change of mind so slip way
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Honeymoon started when we had to skip town
Stole fifty out you wallet slow dancing on a greyhound
Kicked me off bleeding at the next rest stop
I limped to the bar, and spent your money
Feels like a runway
Don’t get twisted by the sound
Said everything you could say
There’s no coming down (x3)
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Clair de Lune
01:26
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Oooooh,
Oooooh,
-Dex
I feel evil, walking on Catherine
Left hand behind stormy weather but he talks to you so nice
I feel evil, walking on Granville
In two places at once being two people in one
-Annika
Everybody's in my head and I just can't get them to shut up
Too many people all in my brain and now I just gotta call it tough love
You better think about what you say cause I got you scent on my hunter
A little dark red rum always turned me on now it's pulling me under
...
...
...
...too many people all in brain and now I just gotta call it tough love
-Dex
You better think about what you say
Cause I got no rules, this ain't no game
Oh a little bit of liquor always turned me on now its
-Both
Pulling me under
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-Danesa
Thumb out on the yellow brick road
Something in the way that door won’t close
They got nothing on me
Small town to the city get low
Threw him in the river with a rubber soul
I think you know what it means
Said I am the walrus, I am the stone
Then stole my wallet danced away real slow
Good thing I got no ID
Every little thing in a place of its own
So it’s almost bout time to go home but
I got nowhere to be
-JC Taylor
All the monsters trapped inside your head
You gotta
Pay no mind
Pay no mind
Every time you feel the need to run
You gotta, take my hand, and
We’ll get by
Let me take you on a…
Let me take you on a…
-Danesa
Please, take a moment to catch your breath
Welcome to the night of the living dead
We´re tripping on each other´s feet
I think I´m flying a bit too high
I can´t see with my right eye
I think it´s starting to bleed.
-JC Taylor
All the things that used to hurt before
You gotta let them slide
Mesmerized
I can make the pain feel miles away and
Make you fly
Make you fly
Let me take you on a…
Let me take you on a…
TRIPSLIDE
Let me take you on a…
Let me take you on a…
Let me take you on a…
Let me take you on a...
All the things that used to hurt before, you gotta
Let them slide
Let them slide
I can make the pain feel miles away and
Make you fly
Make you fly
All the monsters trapped inside your head, you gotta
Pay no mind
Pay no mind
Every time you feel the need to run, you gotta
Take my hand
Let me take you on a…
I´ll take you on a…
TRIPSLIDE
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Jabberwockey
04:16
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9. |
You Don't Know
05:04
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Well my girl took me out
To break up
She said this going nowhere and we're just wasting time
That's alright
But I couldn't pay the bill no not a dime
And she just ordered twelve dollar wine
I had to dash and dine
I got caught
There no way in hell I could pay the fine
So now I'm down on my knees
This cop in on my mind
You know I gotta be free
Goddam this hog is fine
Now I'm working at the warehouse
Ten hour shifts
Almost put my back out
Still can't make rent
On the way to the custody hearing I hit my dog
And I didn't win
I ain't gotta lot of money
I ain't gotta lot of game
And I never could sing
My family took back their name
Just take it away
To the good times
What kind of fuckery is this?
Tell Amy it'll work out fine
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Squeeze Mason Montreal, Québec
A Squeeze Mason performance leaves audiences pumped with its strong dose of eclectic, electric, original sound propelled by infectious 80's-tinged synths and syncopated bass grooves. The Montreal band’s mix of influences and personalities distil into moody, funky, high-energy performances that are impossible to forget. Now is the time to hear a female-fronted band that should be on your playlist. ... more
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