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Raccoons
02:45
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She was sixteen When her family had to leave
The town where she grew up
She left her friends
She misses the raccoons
The city is dangerous
You’ll better watch your steps
To find bad companies
Is definitely easier than I guessed
Maybe one day I’ll get acclimatized
In this grey maze where I can’t see my starry night
Oh time is passing by
Almost there is no trace
That timid country girl
Who reached Seattle so much scared
Drugs are good and she’s compromised
Dad is gone and her mother sells her body at nighttime
She walked the line of no return
Even the one of the soft porn
They found her drowned at Elliot Bay
Nobody knows her real name
She wrote a letter to someone
Saying changes where about to come
They found her drowned at Elliot Bay
There’s a tombstone without a name
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2. |
Epic Bromance
01:32
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3. |
Marmot
01:30
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Clown of the Nation
02:49
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I don’t wanna be part of this
Everytime I feel more or less
Run in circle make a decision
Acting like a clown at the circus
By the way I’m fine
Always you’re right
Telling stories is the art of me
Complaining is what you do best
Make it simple
Procrastination Number one clown of the nation
By the way I’m fine
Always you’re right
Rehab and quit
The destination of all of us is crumbling under our feet
I found in my pockets a bunch of stones
Telling stories is the art of me
Complaining is what you do best
See you later alligator
I am not your navigator
By the way I’m fine
Always you’re right
I don’t wanna be part of this
Everytime I feel more or less
Run in circle make a decision
Acting like a cock in a threesome
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5. |
Sad Butt True
01:11
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Approach it like it is a horse And wash my butt-hole to the bone It's faster than a shower yeah I sit on it and face the wall In Italy we all have one Can't say the same if I was in France Can't say the same if I was English too And this is true, sad but true If want to wash your ass Don't hesitate and visit us Our bathroom is your home sweet home If you want to wash your ass Don't hesitate and visit us Take a seat on my bidet Come and feel the freshness yeah Take a seat on my bidet
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6. |
Little Red Dots
02:27
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I woke up this morning with a bad feeling Well I felt from the bed and I hurt my knee I whispered profanities then looked at my hands They were full of little red dots I worried about so I took the phone A call to the doctor could be useful The assistant replied that the doctor was sick Anyway she needs to check me So I went there And my hands were still burning She wore a surgeon mask But in a while a really noticed her beautiful eyes She's been so careful And her hands had the touch of a feather She wrote prescription and
At the bottom of it she wrote her number too She gives me meds I give her sickening love songs I'm in the void antihistamines and cortisone Inside my head a wise voice is warning me She is your med you'll never be enough for her
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7. |
You Barely Know My Name
03:01
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Your called me early this morning I clearly was sleeping at 4:00 a.m. darling Treat me like I'm your toy Time-filler boy That's your behaviour
You called me and take me for granted Of course I'm complaining This is unbearable Sick you make me sick I'm not your carpet Your comfort zone You barely know my name You barely know my age What am I interested in What is my favourite food If I have bros or sis Exactly where I live If I got ideals If I'm fake or real Quitting now is the best we can do
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8. |
She’s A She-Wolf
03:25
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She’s a she-wolf never mind
If you don’t think I’m not kind
I’m a moron if I try To make her a better one
She’s barbarian in her way
As a viking in Norway
But she’s looting my heart
And I’m trembling like a fart
Now I need a pint of bravery
Giving prove of my inner macho
Use the fist of improvisation and
Declare we’re not just friends
She’s like a beauty queen even if she just woke up
And barks at everyone in days she’s bad disposed
Dinosaur baseball player counter striking the meteor
If you only try to call her bitch she’ll cut your head off
Is this chemistry there’s something I can’t explain
We’re so different am I mad am I insane
I’m a mariner you’re my shiny brighting star
You are the reason why I have never loved so far
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9. |
Terraforming
01:57
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You’re terraforming my balls
Because you’re talking too much
If I say quit it means that enough is enough
I’m gonna leave right now
You really don’t resist
Your neverending talking makes me want to stop to exist
All your words are paralyzing
My entire brain is freezed
Can’t you see I’m inexpressive
No you’re still talking
My balls are terraformed at all
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10. |
Almost Spring
02:46
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We have to say time’s a gentleman
Trust me sometimes it’s not the way it goes
If I look back to my past then I push fast forward
Time’s a piece of shit and I’m the gullible one
I’m a gold digger searchin’ down the river
Sweat up sturdy looking for some blinky stone
When the sun sets down below what I found is just a boot
My B-plan is to build a castle of sand
Comfort me
Beauty is in little things
Take a breath
Look around it’s almost spring
We have to beg for time’s caring hand
Believe in me put elsewhere your dearest hope
In a place called utopia whrere unfairness is not real
Expectations and reality always match
I’m a gold digger searchin’ down the river
Sweat up sturdy looking for some blinky stone
I’ve got nothing that’s for sure and this is my coldest night
I’ll be fine howling under the moonshine
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What the fuck it’s Saint Paul
To tell us what to do
We complain every time
We receive your missives
Who the fuck is Saint Paul
To tell us what to do
We complain every time
We receive your missives
Dear Saint Paul we are not waiting for
Your next email or your next envelope
Dear Saint Paul we are not waiting for
Well who the fuck are you
To tell us what to do
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12. |
Poisonella Salmoning
03:13
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I was cooking last night
Making some chicken breasts
I have spilled some soda on my pants
So I was cooking without pants on
I was moving some trays around
When accidentally dropped a chicken breast on the floor
But it hit my penis before it hit the floor
This morning my penis seems like it’s inflamed
And my pee hole hurts if I touch it
Is it possible I got salmonella poisoning
You fucked the chicken breast didn’t you
You fucked the raw chicken didn’t you
You did
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