1. |
Maximum Overdrive
03:19
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MAXIMUM OVERDRIVE
Ever since I discovered my soul
I’ve been tryin’ to maintain some kind of control
Maximum yes maximum
I twist and I turn, I crash and I burn
Trial and error, I’m fire and terror and hell
I want it all, climbing on wailing walls
just to enjoy the fall
When others had enough I just want more
Maximum maximum overdrive
Maximum maximum maximum overdrive
I need to put the pedal to the floor
There is no way for me to flee my demon but to set it free
So bite me, common ignite me
Yeah fuck me up ‘til I explode
Oh don’t let me down now
When others had enough I just want more
Maximum maximum overdrive
I need to put the pedal to the floor
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2. |
Fire In The Rain
03:27
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FIRE IN THE RAIN
Me and li’ll Julia and a drizzle in june
We are watching fireflies in the light of the moon
It’s a swarm of warm and magical colours
Up and ‘round they fly, glow and breed and die
Circles are closed
And I rest my head
Knowing this night I will dream by the warmth of a fire in the rain
Sleeping tight in the loving light
Yet the darkness surrounds us
Suddenly, all to clear I see we are just like the fireflies
Soaring, we are glowing
Just to dim down and fade away
But Julia holds me and whispers
There is no tomorrow
Nothing is certain but dying so
This moment is all that we own
And though we’re hopelessly lost in the cold
Tonight we are burning and darling I know
In the end all that matters are memories of fire
In the pouring rain
So let’s give it all
Before we surrender and fall in the storm
Burn fire burn
Cause nothing is wasted if your fading embers keep somebody warm
What are we
In this pouring rain
Just one blink
Just a flicker in eternity
Make someone see
That fraction of light The flash in the night
Your fire in the rain
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3. |
Thus She Spake
04:08
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THUS SHE SPAKE
Don’t you ever let your wind break
In a blind man’s face
He will sense you’re off your trolley
And put you back in place
And never pour your sorrows into a deaf man’s ear
He will see just what you’re made of
And feast upon your fear
Easy come easy go
The more you try the more it shows
Don’t you ever let a notion
Linger in your head
It will suck your heart and soul out
And leave you there for dead
A man’s game charges a man’s price
You pay the pain you owe
Choose your battles wisely
Don’t dig to deep
Yeah well that’s what she said
If a mongrel’s out to mount you
Drooling down your door
Give it hell to choke on
And make it beg for more
Don’t you dare to disagree
Never smell the hand that feeds you
Put your panties in the freezer
Learn the skill then kill your teacher
Close your eyes and you will see
We all swim in diarrhea
Never think you know what’s going on
Don’t masturbate at the garden gate
Cause love is blind but the neighbours aint
Don’t make stool upon your bed
That is what she said
A man’s game charges a man’s price
You pay the pain you owe
Choose your battles wisely
Don’t dig to deep
Yeah well that’s what she said
And the kernels that you sow
Never cease to grow
Plant your garden nicely
Don’t make a sound
Or the earth will crumble
Don’t run about
Or you will stumble
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4. |
Libido
04:01
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LIBiDO (v2.0)
Awrunk-qe-ti… (x4)
I got a new wonderful fixation
A paradise on the internet
Now I’m the master in masturbation
Take every chance that I get to pet the snake
I’m seen as social and well-intending
Boy, if you could see inside my head
You’d know that I’m really just pretending
Damn, do I know the art of duping you
Nobody calls noone comes to see me
They say the smut’s led me way astray
Ok, I may please myself like twelve times a day
But who’s fucking counting anyway
I can’t deny that I am addicted
A slave to my own sexuality
But hey! I’m not sad, not at all afflicted
No! I cum on your “face reality”
There’s nothing out there worth more
Ahhh
Than that second’s taste of heaven
Ohh- Noo
My love’s the digital whore
Whoo – yeah
I’m getting higher by the byte
Ou-ounanera-ouna-ouna-nera
I can’t keep those hands away
Jou-ounanera-ouna-ouna-nera
I can’t keep the urge at bay
Mm-Masturbera-mastu-mastur-bera
Five dirty words to say
Mm-Masturbera-mastu-mastur-bera
I can’t keep those hands away
I can’t keep those hands away
He can’t keep those hands away
I can’t keep those hands away
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Faster Katt Sweden
Hard and severe rawk from Gothenburg, Sweden. Drums'n'bass - no guitars.
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