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wrong to love
06:23
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i don't believe in lower nature
i don't believe it's wrong to love
take it up with the creator
what was he thinking of?
it isn't easy to be old and poor
when no-one visits anymore
you know that we've been here before
and one thing we can say for sure
you know it's gonna be alright
it isn't easy to be old and gay
you might want to give yourself away
you know that we've been here before
and if there's one thing we can say for sure
you know it's gonna feel alright
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2. |
are you leaving?
06:12
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3. |
black enough
04:53
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they lay out thsee streets before you
i'll put out my heart
i never made sense since the time i saw you
you're filling my lens so i can't ignore you
aon't i black enough for you?
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4. |
break ourselves
05:40
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5. |
my time has come
10:58
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6. |
only a show
08:31
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8. |
shit goes down
05:10
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she was pretty as a flower
but there's only trouble in this town
where there's money
and there's power
you can be sure a lot of shit goes down.....
there were people who admired her
with the means to meet their aims
these are people who keep silent
best we do not know their names
she was fooled and she was flattered
she was lost before she knew
and the ones to whom it mattered
seem to have been very few
we are victims of desire
and there's always trouble in this town
when you're in the line of fire
you know you're gonna see a lot of shit goes down
she was burned and she was battered
and abandoned in the city
she was fried and ashes scattered
no-one loved her more than me
iif she'd only kept her silence
and not talked of what she knew
I would not choose to use violence
but we all have jobs to do
she was young and she was pretty
and abandoned in the city
she was shattered, ashes scattered
no-one loved her more than me
she was pretty as a flower
but there's only trouble in this town
where there's money
and there's power
you can be sure a lot of shit goes down.....
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9. |
technologies or arts
05:53
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10. |
the end of things
06:24
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11. |
walk into the sky
07:43
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12. |
a man like this
03:50
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peter pick Mayenne, France
i started off writing lyrics. i was singer, lyricist and saxophonist for the bands INAPT, LIVE SEX, BEINGS, and BRAHMA CHOP. i played saxophones in the improvising group THE BARE SPRINGS. i was half of MESHMASS, in which i programmed and manipulated ableton and played the saxophone (mostly). i have been writing songs since i was 16, which is 140 years ago next week. one day i will get one right. ... more
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