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Ben Minnotte - Pavanned
00:55
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INSTRUMENTAL
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Brown Noise and I were tired
We had walked and we had scrambled
Through the moors and through the briars
Through the endless blue meanders
In the blue August moon
In the cool August moon
Over the nights and through the fires
We went surging down the wires
Through the towns and on the highways
Through the storms in all their thundering
The blue August moon
In the cool August moon
Then we rested in a desert
Where the bones were white as teeth, sir
And we saw St. Elmo's Fire
Splitting ions in the ether
Another Green World
Brian Eno
Over Fire Island
Brian Eno
In the blue August moon
In the cool August moon
In the cool August moon
In the cool August moon
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A Butcher yes that was my trade
But the King's shilling is now my fee
A butcher I may as well have stayed
For the slaughter that I see
And the preacher in his pulpit
Sermon, "Go and fight. Do what is right"
But he don't have to hear those guns
And I bet he sleeps at night
And I
And I, can't stop shaking
My hands won't stop shaking
My arms won't stop shaking
My mind won't stop shaking
I want to go home,
Please let me go home,
Go home
And I have seen a friend of mine,
Hang on a wire like some rag toy
And in the heat the flies come down
And cover up the boy
And the flies come down in
Gommecourt, Thiepval,
Mametz Wood, and French Verdun
If the preacher he could see those flies
Wouldn't preach for the sound of guns
And I
And I can't stop shaking
My hands won't stop shaking
My arms won't stop shaking
My mind won't stop shaking
I want to go home
Please let me go home
Go home
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Fly eye, fly eye
Fly eye, fly eye
Into the night, it's alright
It's alright, it's alright
It's alright, it's alright
Alright
Alright...
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5. |
The Beach Boys - Mona
02:03
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Come-a come-a come-a come to me
Gimme gimme gimme some loving
Tell me tell me tell me you want it
Listen listen listen my Mona
How's about an eight o'clock dinner
How's about a nine o'clock movie
Won't it won't it won't it be groovy
Put your loving arms around me
Aren't ya aren't ya glad that you found me
Do you do you like fine wine now
Don't it don't it don't it taste fine now
Can't ya can't ya can't ya just hear it
Rock 'n' rock 'n' rock 'n' roll music
Get-a get-a get-a that beat now
Does it does it does it feel neat now
Will you will you will you just kiss me
When you leave me don't you just miss me
Could we could we could we get married
Enough enough enough of going steady
Disco disco discothèque mama
Show me show me show me the boogie
Start a start a start a little dance now
Take a take a take a little chance now
Come on
Listen to "Da Doo Ron Ron" now
Listen to "Be My Baby"
I know you're gonna love Phil Spector
Mona
Come-a come-a come-a come to me
Gimme gimme gimme some loving
Tell me tell me tell me you want it
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Sorry, mama, there are times I get carried away
Please, don't worry, next time I'm home, I'll still be the same
And I know it's no fun when your first son
Gets up to no good, starts freaking out the neighborhood
Really, I'm fine, never been better, got no job on the line
Sincerely, don't worry, same old boy that you hoped you would find
And I know it's no fun when your first son
Gets up to no good, starts freaking out the neighborhood
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A pox on you you love and you run
A pox on you you spoil all my fun
A pox on you you didn't say goodbye
A pox on you you didn't even cry
You wouldn't let my head
You wouldn't let my head
Get into yours
Oh- into yours oh- into yours
A pox on you you were so nearsighted
A pox on you you got me too excited
A pox on you you were so carefree
A pox on you i was so damn free
Before i let you get into me
And you left my love just lyin in the mud
Oh- lyin in the mud
Oh yeah
Lyin in the mud
A pox on you
A pox on you
A pox on you
A pox on you
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Oh yeah
Baby know it makes me horny
When you call me baby baby
But I guess I'll just have to play hard to get
Baby baby
Baby I look at your face
But I love you anyway
You make me screwy
When you want to screw me baby baby
Baby when you call me baby baby
I don't know if you wanna-jus call me baby
(hey, hey what-a-u-doin stop- stop what're you doing? Vomir you don't record til monday)
Yeah love you baby
All-even all the time-times I eat to much
Yeah when you hold me baby
I almost lose my lunch
Call the companies on your phone
And make a commercial
Smile and hold in the
Baby baby
And U turn me on
(like a lightbulb)
Yeah baby hit me one more time
When you knock out my teeth that means you really wanna hang out with me
Baby U turn me on
(like a lightbulb)
Yeah I love you baby
And all though the time-times you reach too much
Yeah when you hold me tight baby
I almost lose my lunch
Call the companies on the phone
To make a commercial
U turn me on
(like a lightbulb)
Yeah love you baby
And all those time-times you eat too much
Yeah you hold me baby
And I almost lose my lunch
Call the companies on the phone
On the phone
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The wash is out, it's hanging up
And all I have is nothing
Nothing to do, nothing to say
I think I must be dreaming
The sun comes up and I'm all washed out
Is this what Deaner was talkin' about
I don't think I will ever return again my friend
If I was king I'd wear a ring
And never hurt my people
I'd stay alert and dress to kill
I might even slip you something
The sun comes up and I'm all washed out
Is this what Deaner was talkin' about
I don't think I will ever return again my friend
The sun comes up and I'm all washed out
Is this what Deaner was talkin' about
I don't think I will ever return again my friend
I do not think I will ever return again my friend
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10. |
Trio - Da Da Da
03:48
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ahaahaaha
aha
aha
aha
what you do and what you don't
what you will and what you won't
what you can and what you can't
this is what you got to know:
loved you though it didn't show
Ich lieb dich nicht du liebst mich nicht
Ich lieb dich nicht du liebst mich nicht
Ich lieb dich nicht du liebst mich nicht
Ich lieb dich nicht du liebst mich nicht, da da da
da da da
da da da
da da da
da da da I don't love you you don't love me
da da da I don't love you you don't love me
da da da I don't love you you don't love me
da da da I don't love you you don't love me
da da da
da da da
da da da
da da da
Ich lieb dich nicht du liebst mich nicht aha
Ich lieb dich nicht du liebst mich nicht aha
Ich lieb dich nicht du liebst mich nicht aha
Ich lieb dich nicht du liebst mich nicht aha
I know why you ran away, aha
understand you couldn't stay, aha
wonder where you are today, aha
after all was said and done
was it right for you to run!
Ich lieb dich nicht du liebst mich nicht aha
Ich lieb dich nicht du liebst mich nicht aha
Ich lieb dich nicht du liebst mich nicht aha
Ich lieb dich nicht du liebst mich nicht aha
da da da
da da da
da da da
da da da I don't love you you don't love me
da da da I don't love you you don't love me
da da da I don't love you you don't love me
da da da I don't love you you don't love me
da da da
da da da
da da da
da da da
da da da I don't love you you don't love me
da da da I don't love you you don't love me
da da da I don't love you you don't love me
da da da I don't love you you don't love me
da da da
da da da
da da da
da da da
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Don't quiver little boy
Your daddy's with you now
It won't be long anyhow
It's just around the corner
The destiny that I embrace with you
Don't get 2 close to my fantasy
Don't be afraid to clutch the
Hand of your creator
Stare into the lion's eyes
And if you taste the candy
You'll get 2 the surprise
Stay calm little dreamer
And drift off into dreams
The gentle kiss of night
Is better than it seems
It's just around the corner
Close your eyes and soon you'll be with me
(Hey hey hey)
Don't get 2 close to my fantasy
Don't be afraid to clutch the
Hand of your creator
Stare into the lion's eyes
And if you taste the candy
You'll get 2 the surprise
Oh
Don't get 2 close to my fantasy
Don't be afraid to clutch the
Hand of your creator
Stare into the lion's eyes
And if you taste the candy
You'll get 2 the surprise
AHHHH
Don't get 2 close to my fantasy
Don't be afraid to clutch the
Hand of your creator
Stare into the lion's eyes
And if you taste the candy
You'll get 2 the surprise
HAAA-HO-ho-ho
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This looks familiar
Vaguely familiar
Almost unreal yet
It's too soon to feel yet
Close to my soul
And yet so far away
I'm going to go back there
Someday
Sunrises, night falls
Sometimes the sky calls
Is that a song there
And do I belong there
I've never been there
But I know the way
I'm going to go back there
Someday
Come and go with me
It's more fun to share
We'll both be, completely
At home in midair
We're flying not walking
On featherless wings
We can hold on to love
Like invisible strings
There's not a word yet
For old friends who've just met
Part heaven, part space
Or have I found my place
You can just visit
But I plan to stay
I'm going to go back there
Someday
I'm going to go back there
Someday
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They love the laughter
And they love the living
The Moomin
Believing is caring
And sharing and giving
The Moomin
They're always happy
And always at play
The Moomins are having fun
Day after day
The Moomin
The Moomin
They love the laughter
And they love the living
The Moomin
Believing is caring
And sharing and giving
The Moomin
They're always happy
And always at play
The Moomins are having fun
Day after day
The Moomin
The Moomin
The Moomin
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