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C'mon
03:28
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C'mon, C'mon!
Lets play some music.
C'mon, C'mon!
I'll let you choose it.
C'mon, C'mon!
It's time to groove it.
My friend's got something to say
so he's putting on a play in the woods today
He's got aliens coming at you every way
and I got a phone call from him yesterday
He said, "wouldn't it be slick if we had some music,
there's just on thing there's no budget,
no budget for the music"
Come play at the festival
It'll be a carnival bring you and your pals.
We can eat some nice food eat some nice ital.
Shall we play an encore, maybe? yes we shall.
He said, "wouldn't it be slick if we had some music,
there's just on thing there's no budget,
no budget for the music"
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Aphrodisiac Candy
04:02
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Much later I thought everything had happened so fast
and that I never remember important things from the past
so I sit down down here and I think for a while.
It's crazy when I 'm lazy cos I should be so fast
but with my feet in something sticky man I just have to laugh at myself
Cos I know I'm going nowhere today.
I can't stop the sirens I can't stop the noise.
Here's a little taste of the aphrodisiac candy for your self
Here's a little case of the aphrodisiac candy for yourself.
I never understand the way it messes my head
without the drums and the guitar I think I'm better off dead
and I love the bass, man that's what I said.
When I wake up and I take up my ambitions with ease
I don't need anything or anyone to bring me to my knees
So don't be like that, swallow one of these.
I can't stop the sirens I can't stop the noise.
Here's a little taste of the aphrodisiac candy for your self
Here's a little case of the aphrodisiac candy for yourself.
Sitting in my bedroom and I feel like a drug
So I pick up my instrument, I got the red guitar bug
and I play some chords doing what I love.
I can't stop the sirens I can't stop the noise.
I can't stop the sirens I can't stop the noise.
Here's a little taste of the aphrodisiac candy for your self
Here's a little case of the aphrodisiac candy for yourself.
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Brisby Come Back
03:03
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Wait, is everything alright here?
I hope you're being sincere.
So tell me why I've got the fear.
Been up all night long I've got the shakes in the morning
told me to go to bed I did not take the warning
I be doing ok but I can't stop the yawning
feeling optimistic as a new day is dawning
Cast not pearls before swine I always say.
Wait You're out of your mind
Brisby come back.
Hey musicos the pioneer
I'll give you a souvenir
we'll be like the musketeers.
Looking for a clover I'll be out in the greening
pop em in my bag and I'll be back in the evening
twenty minutes with a pot of Darjeeling
We'll be having a laugh at the way we are feeling.
Cast not pearls before swine I always say.
Wait You're out of your mind
Brisby come back.
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OMG
03:40
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Was a time when I thought so, was a time when I played so
Was a time when I had a little bit of revolutionary in my soul.
Was a time when I went out, was a time when I spoke out
Was a time when I was always up and then here and thereabouts.
Now it's a slow walk to the bar
Gonna get myself a Cuba Libre
Got another anecdote for you all I got a big mouth full of high brow quotes
Got an awful lot to say, ad a footnote, follow me and my rolled up bank note
Now I walk and I talk and I fork out money money for things that I shouldn't do.
But it's fine that I wine all the time cos I do tings that I said I wouldn't do.
Stepped out about an hour ago for some fresh air by the high rise you know
Look down the road and think about the people at the lights in their cars and then off they go.
I had a lucid moment.
What do you want, just a little bit.
Where's that from, I don't know.
What do you want from me, I don't know
Oh my god
What do you want from me, I don't know
Say what? Doesn't matter now
It's OK, Oh my god.
He said to me that, I said to him that
you did all of that, I don't remember that.
You've been posting things and I've been texting
You been so vexing, I've been perplexing.
Now it's a slow walk to the bar
Gonna get myself a Cuba Libre
I'm so bored that I gotta fly, cranked up high til the day i day.
ground hog day never ask why
ground hog day never ask why
I had a lucid moment.
What do you want, just a little bit.
Where's that from, I don't know.
What do you want from me, I don't know
Oh my god
What do you want from me, I don't know
Say what? Doesn't matter now
It's OK, Oh my god.
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Tubba 3 Ply Brighton, UK
Brighton based electronica
Ingredients:
20% guitar
25%
synths
15% sequenced
100% bass
Mix well in a sweaty nightclub until rocking. Lightly garnish with a smattering of vocals.
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