1. |
Hastioh
04:32
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White light, so loud, you're afraid of
Whoever you're thinking too slow
Wild side, crawl down again,
Wound, want it loud.
And I'm coming down South,
And you're thinking 'bout your baby
For burning down my soul, they won't come down South,
And living they said
They won't come down South
Want you forever, digging sins you made,
Wanna come it true
What it's growing on my mind, what it's growing on my head,
Where are you going now? Where are you going now?
Now you're walking to your doom
Maybe you'll be happy soon
With the methamphetamine blues
And a brain never used
And now I'm coming down South little baby,
When the rising sun will blind my eyes,
Now your body it's getting a little bit hot, though
You can hear the sounds of the streets, alright
You're coming down, so your will
Sounds lower the beatings of your engine
Sunset, will ride below the stars
Won't let it, won't let it... Go!
Breathing, toxic air you spitted out
Preaching, always to the wrong god
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2. |
Pot Song
03:41
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Smoking crack is right for dorks
Cocaine is fine for cops in fear
There won't be a change of name
I'm just about to shoot the flame
Smoking pot, smelling good
Smoking pot, stoning wood
Smoking pot, smoking pot
Smoking pot, smoking pot
I can’t live without my bong
I see castles made of corn
Bitches come and ding my dong
If they don’t, I have my porn
Watching porn, watching porn
Suck it up and breathe no more
Smoking pot, smoking pot
Smoking pot, and weed, and more
I feel good smoking pot , I feel good smoking pot
I feel smoking pot, yeah
Smoking pot, smoking pot
Just feel fine smoking pot
Just feel fine smoking pot
Just feel fine smoking pot
Roll that joint like you should
Never stop smoking pot
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3. |
Shower Hell
04:18
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Tell me what you’re looking for
I can get it for a dime
Wanna take it, want a ride?
I can help you fuck it tonight
It’s all over now, you wanna ride?
Leave it for now, you gotta realise
Come on everybody, better be a wise
Otherwise
Deep into my soul, there is all I need to have a ball
Deep into my soul, there is all I need to have a ball
Deep into my soul
Shower hell unlocks your door
It gives a good feel, makes you groove
Shower hell it’s a good time
Shower hell gives you a pass to ride in the sky
Come on lady what’s the lore
Kisses feel like solid gold
Tell me what you’re waiting for
Here’s your fleshy horse for a ride
Can you make it ride all night?
I can make it trot alright
Come on baby, throw the dice
Otherwise, oh yeah
Shower hell unlocks your door
It gives a good feel, makes you groove
Shower hell it’s a good time
Shower hell gives you a pass to ride
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4. |
TV Files
05:25
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Come on!
One too many faces on my mind
One too many places left behind
Falling over, playing my little game
War is over, lean it on me, yeah, oh babe
Remember all that you do
And turn it so good
And call it a day
Newton’s Wonder for the neighbourhood
Do you wanna come and grab it yourself?
Little lover, take it, take it all the way
Fuel the witches, darling, and spell my name, oh yeah
Because bodies decay, and yours soon it will
Try a different way
Become disembodied of the need
Need for their lies, you better stay away
TV Newspeak’s on again
Read my lips now, you better find a…
Way to fix your eye today, yes I’m ready now
Try a different way
Become disembodied of the need
Need for their lies, you better stay away
TV Newspeak’s on again
Freedom means how we choose to find a way
Yeah, yeah, back again
Yeah, yeah, act today
Yeah, yeah, back again
Yeah, yeah, ride again
So?
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Rock and roll is selling up today
I hear voices down in my head
Anabel, hear me now
I feel deep emotions you gotta understand
But you walk away, cannot understand
I’m a weirdo with burning curly hair
I’m a raving, laving, crazy bear
Wanna grab her every now
I don’t know how to be me every now and then
But I try hard, Anabel please understand
I just, I just
Gimme some, I’m for real
Gimme some, it’s good deal
Gimme some, I’m for real
Gimme some, gimme some
Gimme some, yeah
Gimme some
I feel deep emotions every time I smell your hair
But you always walk away
Anabel, Anabel, oh my Anabel
Anabel, Anabel, oh my Anabel
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6. |
Full Throttle
04:10
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Shuttle down, shuttle down
You always said what is lost will be found
You will sway, will be nice
I’ll be driving along Route 66
Burning fuel spilt on the road
Violence, sex and drugs
Sexy girls dancing on the floor
Spend my money on cherry bomb
I don’t say, I don’t say
Never worried back again
Say you will, say you will
Alright, come on
Let’s go
Burn that candle
Spin that circle
Come on down, come on down
I’ll be always lost and found
Let’s put it in, put it in, put it in
Put it out, put it out
Put it in, put it in
Come on down, come on down
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7. |
Space Wrestlers
04:55
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The saints are saying the world is going blind
Want it to be mine in the month of July
So prevails in my head, comes to decision
To kill and forget all the things that you said
So it keeps in my head, growing forever
Looked into your eyes, and rested the sky
And we say all our prayers, in the name of whom
Will fall down like the kings and their crowns
And I say
That when love eats you alive, look into your eye, look into your life
Today, Nereids will sway love into my life; look into your eyes
Cried for the things that you said
New days mesmerize, I’m willing to survive
Today, neon blue lies
Colour of your eyes, remnants of despise
Out of your love, into my life,
Reaching for the sky, claiming what is mine
Today, sirens will lay love into my life; music never dies
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8. |
Mapalé
04:00
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Touch you up with the top of my hands
You swing, get it together
Fever rises, lay me down, any way
My dark rider is ready
Would you come? Would you come?
Your big smile will shine with desire
Up and down goes the devil
You mean war and I won’t run away
Take my tongue into evil
Getting greasy, now
Spill the wine
Feel so greedy
Lechery
Screw on
Get your ticket
Take the train
Burn my briquet
With your rain
Getting greasy
Spill the wine
Feel so greedy
Lechery
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9. |
Blow the Pod
03:55
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Hey never see what you hide and never want
Hey never see what you hide and never want
Get me something get me something you know
I don't know
(Time to blow me away yeah)
Get me something get me something you know
I don't know
There is nothing to remember from the things left behind
Like the sunset in December you keep blowing my mind
Alright
Get me something get me something you know I don't know
Get me something get me some
Get me something that you own
Get me something that you own
Get me something, get me something
Get me something, get me something
Something you own
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10. |
Hops in Piwo
04:42
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Vampyre pussy, hanging low
Swallow pills and turn me on
You wanna fuck me? Yes fuck you yeah
Hustling little girls (I wanna fuck you)
Hustling little girls (No one wants you)
Hustling little girls (I wanna ride you)
Hustling little girls (Oh fuck me)
You’ve got to feel on situation
Lick it, taste it, lucky boys
Sweet lips, big tits, bouncing balls
Never felt so alive, grow up lymphoblast
Hustling little girls
Life’s strange, I’d rather feel so good
Let me drown in hopes
Life’s a bitch, I’d rather feel so good
Let me die in hops
I’m so down, I’m feeling so sick
Life’s a bitch, I’d rather feel so good
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Cyclovoltators Valencia, Spain
Cyclovoltators is a stonerish rock band from Valencia, Spain. Formed in 2011, little by little they're trying to build up a heavy stoner psych sound worshipping the ol' masters by playing the sounds of the desert in their own way.
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