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What I Got
02:53
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That's where I feel the good vibes,
just take a breath and banish the fights,
that's where the soul builds a cozy little hut,
at a place where inspiration is
what I got, raw and uncut
That's where I find my own kind
just take a shower and free my mind,
that's where heaven's built on solid ground,
at a place where satisfaction is
what I got, raw and uncut
I'm not searching anymore
just walk through an open door
I'm not searching anymore
just walk through an open door,
because I have
what I got, raw and uncut
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2. |
Yo, Mr. White
03:57
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Look at the man sitting on the window sill,
whipping the government with a dollar bill
Look at the man sipping on the single malt,
covering his baldness with a derby hat,
cause he is the danger
Yo, Mr. White, won't you smoke the law with me?
together we could fight, we could fight authority
Yo, Mr. White, let's put the people over the knee
together we could boil, we could boil society
Look at the man sitting under a crystal blue sky,
knowing how to maintain the lie
Look at the man cooking meals for the weak,
their money feeds his rising greed
cause he is the danger
Yo, Mr. White, won't you smoke the law with me?
together we could fight, we could fight authority
Yo, Mr. White, let's put the people over the knee
together we could boil, we could boil society
so better watch out, it's Heisenberg
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3. |
Feather In The Wind
04:38
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Everywhere I'm looking, everywhere I'm seeing just concrete
Do you mind the words spoken, the words spoken, every day and every night?
Every time the curtain's fallin', the curtain's fallin' to the ground
Do you mind the locking of yourself, the locking of yourself tonight?
There's no start and no end, there's no start and no end,
just a feather in the wind, just a feather in the wind
When we're laying, laying, laying in the snow, in the snow,
the ice is getting thinner in our souls, in our souls
Everywhere I'm running, everywhere I'm running to be found,
nothing but the sound of the rain drops, hammering on the ground,
do you know the song I'd like to sing, the song I'd like to sing along,
back and forth we go, in a muddy river bed, there's something to be said for that
There's no start and no end, there's no start and no end,
just a feather in the wind, just a feather in the wind
When we're laying, laying, laying in the snow, in the snow,
the ice is getting thinner in our souls, in our souls
When we're laying, laying, laying in the snow, in the snow,
the ice is getting thinner in our souls, in our souls
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Skyscraper Tall
03:24
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I am sitting on my bed, sitting on my bed,
wishing all these thoughts, all these thoughts
will be blown away, far away
They're spinning in my head, spinning in my head,
like leaves in the fall, carried by the wind,
round and round
I got a heavy load on my mind,
I tell you about, to get it off, but it's
skyscraper tall, I don't know, I was a fool to let you go
skyscraper tall
skyscraper tall
there's something in my heart, something in my heart,
I want to confide, but I fear the fire to ignite
a devil's dancing, a devil's dancing,
in the shadow of the past, in the shadow of the past,
round and round
I got a heavy load on my mind,
I tell you about, to get it off, but it's
skyscraper tall, I don't know, I was a fool to let you go
skyscraper tall
skyscraper tall
I am sitting on my bed, far away, far away
They're spinning in my head, round and round, round and round
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5. |
Gravel Road Blues
03:26
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Car tracks shaping the road
Leading through nature so wild and sublime
Splashes of color
green, red, brown and yellow like rastafari
don’t worry be happy, no woman no cry
Ten thousand miles from home
I found you, gravel road
You get me to paradise
But I know, you've got no soul, you've got no soul
I got you all alone
Just a damn digger, blocking the road
I don’t fucking dig that, at all
You shook me all night long
I’m still waiting for your redemption song
Ten thousand miles from home
I found you, gravel road
You get me to paradise
But I know, you've got no soul, you've got no soul
Ten thousand miles from home
I found you, gravel road
You get me to paradise
But I know, you've got no soul, you've got no soul
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The Dining Fish Bonn, Germany
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