1. |
Immigrant (rough cut)
02:47
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Father never thought I would amount to very much
Mama she abandoned me and wished me luck
Life is lonely when you don’t connect
I know that I’ve been easy to forget
You don’t deserve all the blame
We play a zero sum game
I’m a simple kind of man, with simple needs
All I ever wanted was a share of your dream
I’ve been a loyal slave for 25 years
How much longer (be)fore you set me free
I've got my back to the wall
I've placed my bets and I've lost
(In) divided minds and damaged lives
Master deals, while he does what he feels
Darkness rules everywhere I turn
You set the world on fire, I watch it burn
Children die in infernos of neglect
As the oceans rise and glaciers melt, she says
Leave me behind, darling I’ll only slow you down
At least one of us will make it out of this town
Travel back in time
Everything is fine
Ease your troubled mind
Leave it all behind
Leave it all...
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2. |
Montague ♥︎ Capulet
02:09
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Circles start to swallow her
She begins to see through the blur
Reopens her sunburned eyes
Much too late to survive
Romeo needs no second thought
Violence is the best resort
What would I do without you around
I haven't got a plan
Take me by the hand now
darling, to your distant land
Montague hearts Capulet
until the end of time
Finish your pantomime
Her majesty politely sighs
After all these years, I’m still surprised
By your brilliant lies
Blood poured down the subway car
no Romeo didn’t get very far
Anachronistic idiot’s dead
He wasn’t right in the head
Take me by the hand now
darling, to your twilight land
Montague hearts Capulet
until the end of time
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3. |
Bitter Bhajan (2007)
02:14
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I'm broken, you're cold
on false pretexts sold
Not happy anymore since
The drugs walked out the door
he's black, she's cold
The senator's too old
Monkeys, whores, Troubadours
to the floor
our machines need fuel
and abortion isn't cool
God's in every room
Says the simple minded fool
Slides his truck into gear
Puts his brain in the rear
He's barely getting by
Finds comfort in a lie
Morality decayed
20 different ways
Flattened and ground
making ignorant sounds
watch me evolve
I'm up so high there's
No room up on this tree
our fantasies are free
Says I'm gonna start a war
Not certain what its for
Your suit's fast asleep
You're already spoken for
Monkeys, whores, troubadours
on the floor
Stop talking no one's listening
Your stories are a bore
Meet your maker
He's an ugly little prick
Feeds on prayers,
He's an egomaniac
(it's) so much like you to
Put your faith in someone else
Is the burden too heavy for yourself
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Chakravarthy London, UK
I do a lot of things. None of them well. But I sure have fun doing em!
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