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Playin’
04:38
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You were as much a conquest for me as I was for you
So tell me why’m I trippin’?
And each time I allow you to run
Back to her, Back to me
I can feel my value and my strength slippin’
What the f*ck?
Full grown man?
Selfish little boy…
Selfish little boy.
Baby, why we gotta play like that?
We know we never gonna make a pact
We say it’s just for fun, but know we’re wrong
And now it’s over ‘cuz the fun is gone
Baby, why we gotta play like that?
We know we never gonna make a pact
We say it’s just for fun, but know we’re wrong
And now it’s over ‘cuz the fun is gone
Fun is gone…
I’ll play for you the victim
I used to be the chief
And now you are the master
Where once you felt defeat
And maybe that’s just what we get
For playin’ not for keeps
A never-ending cycle of lopsided beliefs
What the f*ck?
Full grown man?
Selfish little boy…
Selfish little boy.
Baby, why we gotta play like that?
We know we never gonna make a pact
We say it’s just for fun, but know we’re wrong
And now it’s over ‘cuz the fun is gone
Fun is gone…
What the f*ck?
Full grown man?
Selfish little boy…
Selfish little boy.
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2. |
BPM
03:52
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Won't get freaky in a limousine
'cause we'd rather sing to a drum machine
It might sound dweeby, but don’t be mean,
'cause we’d rather sing to a drum machine
Beats per minute is how we dream
C’mon, let’s shake it to a drum machine
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3. |
Chitoses Golden Gate
03:35
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Okay, so this is it…
Hesitate just a bit…
“Can you take this picture for me?”
Click.
May as well immortalize you
Heaven knows I’m through
Wonder if my brother’d like these shoes?
Stepped up to enjoy the view…
Stupid tourist never knew…
I’d be long gone now if it weren’t for you
But lookin’ back now, would I have drowned if I’d turned you down?
Just lay back and relax
You’re cradled in the oceans grasp
Hold onto me all the way
I’ll propel you up into the day
Reach up for the light
It’s not a dream this time
You can feel it rushing all around you
Just when you think you’re sunk
Underneath you, looking up…
A golden seal means much more than luck
Stepped up to enjoy the view…
Stupid tourist never knew…
I’d be dead by now if it weren’t for you
I talk to seals now ‘cause you showed me how
When you pulled me out and said…
You can just lay back and relax
You’re cradled in the oceans grasp
You can lean on me all the way
I’ll propel you up into the day
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Aurora Village Daddy
03:49
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I like it when you say, “Let’s have tea”
I like it when you say, “Screw our economy”
I like it when you say, “Come f*ck me”
I like it when you say, “These chips are free”
We like it when you pray – Come save us
We like it when you pray – In you we must trust
We like it when you pray – Ashes to dust
We like it when you pray – In Toys R Us
Don’t you need a ride home?
I thought you needed a ride home?
Anybody need a ride home?
You look like you need a ride home
Don’t you know – you’re so pretty
Don’t you know – the drinks are free
Everybody knows: You’re. With. Me.
Don’t you need a ride home?
I thought you needed a ride home?
Anybody need a ride home?
You look like you need a ride home
Don’t you need a ride home? (Better beware!)
I thought you needed a ride home? (Better behave!)
Anybody need a ride home? (Better not go!)
You look like you need a ride home... (Told you so!)
Told you so.
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5. |
Riviera (Gypsy Mix)
03:40
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Does it get you high
When you make her cry?
You feel like a man
When you raise your hand?
Spittin' sh*t at me
Where all your friends can see
Your pathetic attempt to be somebody
Better watch your mouth
We're callin' you out
When “The Riv” rolls up on you
Better run for cover boy…
Come and play – its an urban holiday
We are all sick and in pain
There’s two sides to this tale, still everybody fails
Come and play – its suburban holiday
We are all sick and in pain
There’s two sides to this tale, still everybody fails
Pardon me for fallin'
When you pushed me down
Should’ve kept my mouth shut
But I had to clown
Friday’s fried chicken
Sunday, roast beef
Sit back & smile
With it stuck in your teeth
Monday make his sandwich
Spit on the bread
Put a rat trap on your side of the bed
Come and play – its an urban holiday
We are all sick and in pain
There’s two sides to this tale, still everybody fails
Come and play – its suburban holiday
We are all sick and in pain
There’s two sides to this tale, still everybody fails
Got three kids in the car, one in the oven
I'm needin' that thing to make me sing
Can you help me?
Can you help me??
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I can’t take another day like this
Clothes on the floor
Head on the door
Me no more.
I can scream and shout and pound my fists
But no one seems to really see me
Hey can’t you see me?
I’m trapped here underneath the falls
If you could free me, I promise I’ll forget
How I just love to crawl
No, I can’t help it.
I just let the waves keep pounding me
Let 'em wash away
Any trace of feeling left in me
'Cause I can’t take the way you look at me now
Hey can’t you see me?
I’m trapped here underneath the falls
If you could free me, I promise I’ll forget
How I just love to crawl
How I love to crawl
There was a little girl
Who had a little curl
Right in the middle
Of her forehead
And when she was good
She was so good
But when she was bad
She was horrid
Hey can’t you see me?
I’m trapped here underneath the falls
If you could free me, I promise I’ll forget
How I just love to crawl
How I love to crawl.
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Furniture Girls Seattle, Washington
Furniture Girls is an electro rock band from Seattle. The band's high-energy live shows and innate ability to connect with fans and fellow musicians alike has made them a popular and fast-rising quintet that's played to packed venues across the U.S. Their sound is influenced by Siouxsie & the Banshees, Sky Cries Mary, The Cure, Skunk Anansie, Nina Hagen, Prince, Cibo Matto, Blondie and Berlin. ... more
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