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Love Frogs
03:25
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LOVE FROGS
Sunday morning in my bed
I’m staring at my toes
Queen size but no queen inside
Only a dark hole in my bed
There are holes everywhere
Heading for the woods I wonder if I can’t see the trees
After all it’s summertime
And there’s a shallow breeze in my hair
There’s this breeze everywhere
I step into the half-light
Where voices seem to call me
I’m staring at a silhouette and she leaps up
And she’s got the greenest hair
Play with me
In the warm mud
Like love frogs
She takes me by the hand
And pulls me through the undergrowth
I can’t decide if I hear a string quartet
or thunderbolts in my head
There are bolts everywhere
The temperature is rising
The soil is getting soft and softer
She smiles at me and slips into a pool of mud
Play with me...
I’m lying in our bed she brings me home and sound
She’s hooting in her sleep sounds like an owl
She’s talking about blueberries about babies in a pool
I’m softly pulling at a curl
And tell the girl: Hey you really got the greenest hair
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King of Sweat
03:47
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KING OF SWEAT
It makes me feel who I am
I got the wind in my hair
And I’m fast as a lightyear
And I’m perfectly myself
I left my rocking chair
And stepped into the wide world
All I need is speed
And a big kick in the rear
I am steamy and wet and I’m the king
I’m the king of sweat
I meet the girl rolling beside me
I see the tasty way she smiles at me
So I smile back
Because I’m the king of sweat
See me rolling baby
I’m your deep sea
I’m your shower
And don’t you love me?
My shirt is perfectly wet and I’m the king
I’m the king of sweat
Move honey
Step into the groove honey
Don’t you love me?
Let us now face the music
We're all playing in the same big band
We’re one people
We’re a people of sweat
So we’re steaming on
We’re a big steamboat
We’re a tall watertower
We put our raincoats on
You are sisters and wet and you’re the queens of sweat
You are brothers and hot and you’re the knights of sweat
But who’s the biggest of all?
It is us, because we’re the kings of sweat
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THE WORLD IS AN ISLE
Today is a slow motion day
It’s a thursday in may
And I feel as if I will just watch and stay
With no word to say
I lie in a boat on a stream
The boat is my spine
The river’s my time
It’s golden and wide
Today the world is an isle
Today time is a snail
Today the world is a pie
It’s sweet and it’s high and it’s mine
I’ll just watch and stay
I float in the lanes of my town
The pavement’s like cream
And I walk on the moon where aliens roam
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Scrapyard
04:15
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SCRAPYARD
On the top of my world
There stands a shack of old metal parts
On a mountain of crashed cars
Of smashed TVs and tons of cellphones
I’m looking out at the grey stars
Through window panes from crashed planes
And then a pearl falls from the sky
It makes me wish you would
Come just the way you are
To my scapyard in some fat old scrap car
I can tell treasures from trash
Our love is no fast cash
And I’m waiting for the day you come
Just the way you are
To my scrapyard
You pull into my scrapyard
You step out of your scrap car
And you hit me like a flash right in the face
And then you cash your car
And I try to sleep for eight nights a week
Until at last you get back to my calls
As suspicious as a lost doll
You say your shell has got no pearl
Still I wish you would
Come just the way you are...
Don’t let your treasures be trashed and shredded
And traded for fake gold
Why don’t you steal yourself back
And I'll wait until you
Come just the way you are...
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5. |
Mas Triste
03:49
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MAS TRISTE
Mi amor esta más triste que mi melodí
Donde esta mi corazon?
Donde estan mis emociónes?
Se ne van
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Aeronaut
04:44
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AERONAUT
He is flying out again in his red balloon
Lonely as an airplane flying to the moon
He’s lonely and angry and scared and it’s beautiful
He’s lonely and angry and scared and it’s painful
He is yowling like a dog his anger is a giant
He is shouting at the gods and at all their saints
Where is my land, where’s my wind?
Let me touch the ground
Let me land my pod
Will his chances pay the price
Or will the ones who stay behind?
Will the moon that keeps burning
White holes into the sky of his cravings?
His balloon is the tip of a pen in a sea of fog
His balloon is the tip of a pen in a town of gods
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Chapeau
03:31
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CHAPEAU
Voila un très beau chapeau
Je vais mettre de l’eau dedans
Et la rinser sur ta peau
Viens avec moi dans mon chateau
Viens vour comme il est beau
Il y a une belle tour
Il y a une chambre d’amour
Viens la voir
Mon amour, mon épouse
Qui est souvent si douce
Qui est parfois si dure
Que les monts de tes pères
Viens avec moi dans mon bateau
On va voyager loin
On va voir des côtes lointaines
On va danser sous la lune et chanter
Mon amour, mon épouse
Qui m’enchante comme un dolphin
Qui me fait peur comme un requin
Qui est ma capitaine
Viens avec moi sous la douche
Et ouvre ta bouche pour que je t’embrasse
Voila un très beau chapeau
Il y a du savon dedans
Je vais le rinser sur ta peau chaude
Mon amour, mon réquin
Mon épouse, mon dolphin
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Sea of Noise
02:52
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SEA OF NOISE
I’m coming up from the ocean floor like an air bubble
With a plop I’m breaking the surface
And the sheet sticks to my skin
The interstate is my lullaby and paints rings under my eyes
I put in ear plugs but it seems I need my ears to breathe
It’s shaking me on the sea of noise
I'm going to try to save me from drowning
Two more hours until sunrise
When the giants will go mad again
And throw around all their kitchen pots
While the sirens play the score
It's shaking me...
The devil at his counter smiles at me
Why don’t you try our special it’s nice you will see
I’m having a seat next to the freezer
And everybody can hear
That freezing is no goddamn easy job
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Motherglobe
05:18
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MOTHERGLOBE
When I opened my eyes I was in the sky
Skydiving way too high
I was floating in the stratosphere
And looked down on a blue wide globe
Thin air pulled my hair
As I fell on that blue wide blue wide globe
My view is not blocked by one single cloud
I stare but I see no land down there
No mountain ranges
And no streams are there cutting through
Just this infinite shiny blue everywhere
Just this blue wide blue wide globe
I feel like a whale as I fall into the sea
There’s no water down here just a sea of energy
There’s no sound and no soul
Yet this place is bursting with life
As I dive into a million invisible liquid smiles
Was I in a dream or a memory or where have I been?
Just a shift into some other plane of reality?
I still feel these smiles like kisses on my skin
I still picture myself in the deep blue as I swim
And I feel a longing and I wonder if I dare hope at all
When you come with me and dive into liquid smiles
You feel like an angel and you dive like a whale
When you're swimming into strange energies
You'll be looping the blue loops just like the seals
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Flies
04:31
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FLIES
On the way to a restaurant to see a good friend of mine
Disasters happen everywhere and all the time
I saw my friend for the last time
He had his wedding recently
He was a family man now and they had a boy
We hadn't met for much too long a time
The way we used to before we lost touch
lt must have happened right in front of my eyes
Or months ago in rates like a disease
I got these strange vibes in the air
But I didn't see the black ship pass
The mast was crooked, the sails were torn
We didn't save that ship but we went overboard
lt went down, the ship went down
The waiter puts espresso in black cups
Between my friend and me on a white tablecloth
Our conversation just passed out on the floor
And our words start to buzz
The mast was crooked ...
He had the left side of our desk in our schooldays
The left side of the stage later in our band
Oh the songs we were fiddling with
All the breath-taking number one hits
All exploring the ways of the girls and the waves of life
There is this gruesome last scene
Playing back and forth on my screen
I lift a corner of the tablecloth
And bend my head under the table
A piece of my heart on the oak flooring in a cloud of flies
And then that scene l stare at my friend
And l look into a blank face
And then how our friendship is blown
Onto the cliffs of indifference
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WHITE PORRIDGE (WITH LOVE)
Pan on the stove water inside
And salt makes the best of the taste
Get the cereal out and stir it in
Simmer on a small flame
Cinnamon now a hint of cardamom too
Eat it out of the pan
But first I put the
Cream cheese on my porridge
Just the way she used to have it
Yeah I put cream cheese on my cereal
To make white porridge with love
I went to the small gallery that featured her installation
Someone's pics on the wall and her audio tracks
I picked the only day she wasn't there
I got her message still on my voicemailbox
I want to see you, is what she said
We sent texts but couldn't meet somehow
And eventually it just got strange
That's why I put
Cream cheese...
So intense a time and then this
It still puzzles me everytime
Everytime when I put
Cream cheese on my porridge
And I wonder if she still does too
Make white porridge with love
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Good Counselors Switzerland
Sie versprühen die sanfte Melancholie eines verregneten Sommertags und retten schon im nächsten Song leidenschaftlich echte Gefühle aus dem Sumpf dieser verkauften Welt. «An Jack Johnson, falls der mal einen melancholischen Tag hätte» erinnern sie eine Musikjournalistin. Auch auf ihrem zweiten, von Guz co-produzierten Album lassen die Counselors wieder ihre verblüffend beatlesken Chöre erstrahlen. ... more
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