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Smack the pitch up
03:34
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To drive around the suburbs
I wanna have a new car
With a shining surface:
My forbidden purple sparkling cabriolet.
This is my desire:
I wanna let the tires smoke!
Nobody can stop me
With my forbidden purple sparkling cabriolet
Kick in the showroom:
Everybody stare at me.
I'm going to my darling
To this forbidden purple sparkling cabriolet
Stupid wankers shout loud:
"Fuck of you Loser!"
Gorillaz just cast me out
For this forbidden purple sparkling cabriolet
Shine on, shine on, shine on purple car
You're like an awwww.
Showered and dressed up:
Returning to the dealer.
"You wanna buy a new car?"
This forbidden purple sparkling cabriolet.
"Do you need a test drive?"
He's fallin' for illusion.
I drive into the sunset
With my forbidden purple sparkling cabriolet.
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Oh little Johnny Boston-Fish!
By silver rings of science
you flew away. You left your place
for grace in human eyes.
The crucial step without a choice
took you to other shores.
You had to face in one’s right mind
the dead creatures contours.
Astonied muscles, hanging fins:
You knew; There’s no way out!
It was your own blue screen-empire
about the truth in doubt.
The bar between your head and bulge
showed to whom you belong.
Not only your world turned to fast,
as well their’s unseen wrong.
But is the shortly finished life
- they hold in gloves of plastic -
and fate of lonesome virtual hero
not boundless real >fantastic<?
Oh little Johnny Boston-Fish!
Now they have claim your laurels.
Your worthwhile earning they can’t take;
Home sea devotes you chorals.
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4. |
Stranger
04:18
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We have a light time
We gonna get out hell
We have a light time
We gonna get out hell.
Stranger walks along the street and hold his dick in the hand
He's braking through the crowd don't stopping move on.
Was coming through the time
Was calling from upon,
He leaved no life behind
bless wispering his gun.
Stranger
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5. |
Spit on it
02:51
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The seed was seeded far away
and it is meant for growing fleet-flooded.
It’s mirror own desires there,
that doesn't mean that it is growing.
I don't need politicians, if they don't see alternatives.
I don't need big decisions, which don't respect the civil needs.
Don't need no law no order, if they forbid what make us dream.
Don't need no country border, cause we are all human being.
Behold your near environment
In mind, imagine there are ructions.
Would be glad about another's help?
But not about some more compulsions.
I don't need politicians, if they don't see alternatives.
I don't need big decisions, which don't respect the civil needs.
Don't need no law no order, if they forbid what make us dream.
Don't need no country border, cause we are all human being.
Outside his bunker is a riot,
but his biggest scares become official.
He build the wall through countryside
share machine gun to other visions.
I don't need politicians, if they don't see alternatives.
I don't need big decisions, which don't respect the civil needs.
Don't need no law no order, if they forbid what make us dream.
Don't need no country border, cause we are all human being.
Lady's and gentlemen
don't wreak the havoc,
don't blame and don't judge,
turn off the TV and try to see the reality with your own eyes.
Remember, their wishes are not your wishes,
theirs goals are not your goals,
your conscience should stay innocents
I know what I'm noising about but:
No one is talking to me
No one is talking to me
No one is talking to me.
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6. |
Like a robot
04:54
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You have a plastic hand gadget
it's better than a plastic brain.
My friend he told me once again
he saw the Hollywood Broadway.
Like a robot.
No, I don't feel ashamed.
I don't feel anything at all
with my little iron soul.
and if i want to calm me down
I'm getting high and loose control.
Like a robot,
no, I don't feel ashamed.
Would win all stupid competition
Dance electric boogie session
I have a lot of fancy mold
and all of that consist of gold.
Like a robot,
no, I don't feel the shame.
There is no motherland, no more
No sex no drugs no Rock'n'Roll
I see the sunset come before.
but recognise only shadows.
Like a robot, no, I don't feel the shame yeah
Like a Robot (no, i don’t feel the shame).
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7. |
I wanna be a dog
02:01
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So messed up, I want you here
In my room, I want you here
Now we're gonna be face-to-face
And I'll lay right down in my favorite place
And now I want to be your dog
Now I want to be your dog
Now I want to be your dog
Well, come on.
Now I'm ready to close my eyes
And now I'm ready to close my mind
And now I'm ready to feel your hand
And lose my heart on the burning sands
And now I want to be your dog
And now I wanna be your dog
Now I want to be your dog
Well, come on.
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8. |
Harry and the Holocaust
04:41
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Harry and the holocaust
Preaches that it wasn't there
As more he drink as more misused
Harry and the holocaust.
Harry and the holocaust
A fool that does not care
His point of view is dangerous
Harry and the holocaust.
Harry and the holocaust
He cannot be aware
That million people's lives got lost
Harry and the holocaust.
At home they were abused.
Million people settle here
The biggest wish he has for most
Returning to the holocaust
Harry and the holocaust
Inconsistently itself
His self esteem is underdosed.
A brand resplendent on his robe.
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Purple Foam Schwerin, Germany
Pleasure Punk from Schwerin/Germany
since 2011
Git: Tierchen
Keys/Vox: Henning
Bass: Stoefn
Drums: Tobert
Feel free to contact us for gigs: purplefoam@gmx.net
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