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Supersonic
03:47
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Supersonic
(A. Fatras / L. Lorho)
My blood is fuel, my heart of steel, I’m like a supersonic wheel.
I am the action and the speed, I’m an explosion, I’m lightning.
I am the supersonic man. As fast as I can. One life to spend.
Speed machine. I’m electric. Atomic. I’m supersonic.
I’m generator, I’m rocket, I’m like a supersonic jet.
I burn my life, I speed ahead, I won’t be late for judgment day. For judgement day.
I am the supersonic man. As fast as I can. Only one life to spend.
Speed machine. I’m electric. Atomic. I’m supersonic.
Speed machine. I’m electric. Fantastic.
Supersonic, supersonic, ...
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2. |
"C" is the best
03:29
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« C » Is The Best
(A. Fatras / L. Lorho)
Boots in the dust. Colts on the belt. Under the raging sun.
Half a cigar on the lips. Two eyes of steel. In the shuffle of wind.
Yeah « C » is the best.
You’d better run away. Yeah, this could be your very last day.
Guns gonna speak. The ugly will bleed. It’s the same old story.
Whatever the boots, whatever the horse, whatever the guns,
« C » is the best.
You’d better run away. Yeah, this could be your very last day.
You’d better jump on your horse, you better ride ’til you’re lost. Because « C » won’t have no mercy on you.
Yeah « C » is the best.
You’d better run away. Yeah, this could be your very last day. Yeah ! Give up the duel in the sun and run away before biting the dust.
Cos’ « C » is the best.
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3. |
To my son
04:36
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To My Son
(A. Fatras / L. Lorho)
I quit the world as you can see. I leave the House and give you the keys.
There’s nothing left I could explain. And no-one else but me to blame.
In burning House, you gonna stay. In burning House, you gonna stay.
I leave you in the dust my Son. And don’t forgive me now that I’m gone.
I was not strong enough.
I’ve turned your sky to pain and grey. I did not save the blue and the grace.
Now it’s too late.
In burning House, you gonna stay. In burning House, you gonna stay.
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4. |
T@2T/2O
03:50
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T@2T/2O
(A. Fatras / L. Lorho)
Hey! Straight from a needle
Here I stain your skin
Now you‘re my jungle
I’m ink and I’m fancy
Epidermis I kiss
From your neck to your pussy
I crawl on and on and on and on you babe
On and on and on and on you babe
Hey! You might be crazy
To let me conquer
Your delicious body
Can’t escape from my claws now
I’m dragon, I’m wolf
I’m the dark side of your soul
And I crawl on and on and on and on you babe
On and on and on and on you babe
Your skin, your ass, your legs, your arms, your flesh
On and on and on and on you babe
On and on and on and on you babe
On and on and on and on you babe. ...
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5. |
No time to whine
03:33
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No Time To Whine
(A. Fatras / L. Lorho)
You got a stone in your shoe. Such a little cloud in your sky.
That seems to bother you as a big trouble inside.
And you can’t walk along the way, you can’t see far away,
This little stone in your shoe makes you deaf, dumb, blind and silly.
But it’s no time, no it’s no time, to complain and whine, no it’s no time.
A little stone in a shoe is not the end of the world,
It’s not a nuclear war, not a child without his mother.
A stone in a shoe is not a country burnt by invasions,
Is not a land starved by religions, it’s not a mistreated young girl, no it’s not!
So it’s no time, no it’s no time, to complain and whine, no it’s no time.
So shut your mouth, take off your shoes and walk! Walk! Walk!
Without stone and shoes, you could put your feet in the grass.
You can feel the sea and the sand too, you can feel the whole world. You can.
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6. |
Hoodoo thing
03:21
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Hoodoo Thing
(A. Fatras / L. Lorho)
Bewitch me. Put your spell on me.
Bewitch me. Gain control over me.
Hundred needles on a Voodoo doll.
Mesmerize me, burn down my soul.
Bewitch me. Put an evil eye on me.
Infect me. Degree by degree.
Thousand needles on a Voodoo doll.
Sacrifice me, dissect my soul.
And dance with my bones. Wow Oh.
Twist around the fire. Mystic desire.
Dance with my bones. Wow Oh.
I’m Voodoo slave.
I’m Hoodoo thing for you.
Invade me. Put black spirit in me.
Devour me. I’m the best meal you can eat.
Million needles on a Voodoo doll.
Hypnotize me and drink my soul.
And dance with my bones. Wow Oh.
Twist around the fire. Mystic desire.
Dance with my bones. Wow Oh.
I’m Voodoo slave, ...
I’m Hoodoo thing for you.
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7. |
Don't suck (my ears)
03:07
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Don’t Suck (My Ears)
(A. Fatras / L. Lorho)
You’re my love, you’re my life, my precious time.
You’re my sweet babe, my sexy lady, you’re my own flame.
So you can take, yeah you can break, do what you want, but baby please.
Waste my time, tell me lies, make up my mind, but baby please.
I tell you straight and don’t forget.
Do what you want, but let me say, baby please ...
Bless my bass, shave my dog, piss on the sofa, but baby please.
Paint my shoes, color my books, mess up my groove, but baby please.
I tell you straight and don’t forget.
Do what you want, but let me say, baby please, baby please ...
Use my wine to wash my car, make up my bed, and declare war, believe in a god, sale my records, kiss my nose, but baby please ...
I tell you straight and don’t forget. Do what you want, but let me say ...
Bless my shoes, shave my bass, piss on my dog, believe in bed, paint my groove, wash my god, kiss my nose but baby please, babe please, baby please don’t suck my ears!
Never!
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8. |
In my brain
04:56
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In My Brain
(A. Fatras / L. Lorho)
There is no room for faith and no divine path in my brain.
There is no dream of flames and no revenge to blame in my brain.
You won’t find any claim to change who I am in my brain.
No glory for being strong, no shame in being wrong in my brain.
That’s why, I won’t die. Yeah, in my brain.
There are crazy desires and riot of emotions in this brain. There is love, there is life and a full time of you in my brain.
That’s why, I will never die. Yeah, in my brain.
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9. |
Lost in the crowd
04:53
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Lost In the Crowd
(A. Fatras / L. Lorho)
One more time your face on the ground. Once again your hands are blind.
Open your eyes on a new day light, you get up, you fall down.
Each new morning is a new breakdown, you get up, you fall down.
You don’t know why you’re standing there in a crowd.
You wanna runaway but you’re not allowed to. You sink!
One more time the poison inside
Is watching you thru the devil’s eyes.
It makes your own dark world unkind, you get up, you fall down.
It turns your life to shrinking time, you get up, you fall down.
You don’t know why you’re standing there in a crowd.
You wanna runaway but you’re not allowed to. You sink!
Your blood is drug and your soul in ashes.
You stand alone in your fucking disease.
Body full of strange substances, you fall down. It’s been too long since you lost your senses.
You don’t know why you’re standing there in a crowd.
You wanna runaway but you’re not allowed to.
You sink!
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10. |
Fragrance of noise
01:47
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11. |
Waste
05:28
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Waste
(A. Fatras / L. Lorho)
I was lion in another life.
I was strong, I was free, I was wild.
I was king in another time.
I’ve been oak in another life.
I was so large, so huge, so high.
Like wisdom before “The Night”.
But now it seems to be over.
Waste.
You let my dead bodies in waste.
I was eagle in an empty sky.
I was whale, I could swim and dive.
I was the wind, I was sun and ice.
I was the oxygen of your life.
I was water, so pure, so bright.
I was Earth before “The Night”.
But now these days are over.
Waste. Waste.
You let my dead bodies in waste. You let my dead body.
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12. |
BGS
01:00
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BGS
(A. Fatras / L. Lorho)
I don't wanna sing like The Bee Gees
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