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Child of Jago
04:12
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THE CHILD OF JAGO
What's in the bag,
The one belongs to the child of Jago?
She's been carrying it 'round town
She takes his head wherever she go
Off the street, into the basement
of the jeweller's in the Jago
But there's a pain behind that smile
A diamond tear that only she knows
Coz - what do you know,
The heat is cooking
The heat is on Club Row
But what will she do
When there's some kinda trouble
She just hit it
She just hit it
Hit it on the head
There's a beauty to the crime
A beauty to the child of Jago
She killed the beast to save the child
She's doing time coz he had to go
The truth is written on the wall
Graffiti truth down in the Jago
It says 'you will survive this war'
Because the peace - it lies within yo.
Coz - what do you know,
The heat is cooking
The heat is on Club Row
But what will she do
When there's some kinda trouble
She just hit it
She just hit it
Hit it on the head
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2. |
The End of the World
04:40
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THE END OF THE WORLD
The rivers run dry
It's been years since we tried
They tell you it's not
But it looks like it must be
The End of the World
The horizon is bare
A strange colour of air
Is invading the sky
And you're wondering why
It's the End of the World
You, Coyote, my friend
We're the only ones who made it out of here
Through the canyons we stray
To an open space
Creation began
with the appearance of sun
but now it's fading away
It's the end of your day
The end of your world
A primeval force
Is now losing its source
It abandoned the Earth
the cold, the warmth,
the End of the World
You, Coyote, my friend
We're the only ones who made it out of here
Through the canyons we stray
To an open space
Is this my private apocalypse?
Is this my blood on your lips?
You, Coyote, my friend
We're the only ones who made it out of here
Through the canyons we stray
To an open space
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3. |
Stormy Weather
03:13
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STORMY WEATHER
Every steamy night
That we are here together
You know that that's the time
To make some stormy weather
The thunder clouds get closer to the ground
And we're anticipating rain
There's something restless running through the air
It's stirring like a hurricane
We got thunder
We got shelter
You go under
Stormy weather
If we were on a ship
Sailing to an island
We'd be the only crew
The traveller and the captain
There'd be no stopping, giant waves a-rocking
Wind is trembling through the mast
We're almost drowning, what's the use of frowning?
Coz salvation's coming fast
You've got thunder
You've got shelter
You go under
Stormy weather
(Remember what I said last night
It doesn't matter if the temperature is way too low or way too high
As long as the mercury smashes the glass.
But you said, you said well… well, I just don't know.
There gotta be weather that you like better.
You gotta go on that trip to find the place
Where the weather is a whole lot better
And the moment, the moment is NOW!)
You've got thunder
You've got shelter
You go under
Stormy weather
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Horror Doctor
04:03
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HORROR DOCTOR
Horror Doctor's in the house
He's the cat and you're the mouse
Come out of your little hole
And he'll have mercy on your soul
Horror Doctor's on your mind
He can recognise your kind
Good ole snake oil for your bruise
And offers that you can't refuse
Horror Doctor's in your brain
Let him in and lock the pain
Sweet sweet candy that he brought
Will eliminate that thought
Horror Doctor's in your head
He's an animal that must be fed
Warm and cuddly like a rug
Drink the milk. Smash the jug!
That's how you turn black rivers blues
And that's how you turn blue rivers red
Horror Doctor's in your soul
He'll know how to fill a hole
Ointments for a bleeding heart
Will create a missing part
Horror Doctor's in your life
He's the husband and the wife
Dinner's served and you're the dishes
Eat the cake, blow away your wishes
That's how you turn black rivers blues
And that's how you turn blue rivers red
Take a swim in the water
And make your life shorter
The easy way down
Is the easy way forward
You're losing somebody
So get rid of the body
The bullet's gone through
A reflection of you.
Horror Doctor's in your room
You're the angel, he's the doom
Sit next to him, flap your wings
Smile like honey, but it stings
Horror Doctor's in your bed
Sleepy time for walking dead
Close your eyes and dream of me
Wakey wakey pay the fee
That's how you turn black rivers blues
And that's how you turn blue rivers red
Take a swim in the water
And make your life shorter
The easy way down
Is the easy way forward
You're losing somebody
So get rid of the body
The bullet's gone through
A reflection of you
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Dog in the Club
05:15
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DOG IN THE CLUB
You've been working all day
for your smutty little roll in the hay
You just toil toil toil
Your rotten meat is on the boil
Too many shoulders to rub
When you're the only dog in the club
Too many filthy floors to scrub
When you're the only dog in the club
The devil is a dog
and this dog has got a bone
He'll be the one to turn you in
He'll be the one to cast the first stone
There's too many shoulders to rub
When you're the only dog in the club
Too many filthy floors to scrub
when there's another dog in the club
Bodies turning
Twisting and burning
You're my sunshine
My only sunshine
Bodies turning
Twisting and burning
Laser sunshine
My only sunshine
Bodies turning
Twisting and burning
You're my sunshine
My laser sunshine
Bodies turning
Twisting and burning
In a tunnel of joy
an anonymous exhibition
Such a luminous toy
destroying all of your inhibitions
There's too many shoulders to rub
When you're the only dogs in the club
Too many filthy floors to scrub
when there's another dogs in the club
Bodies turning…
Taking a journey through the years
An exploration of your deepest fears
There's the cruel, there's the kind
Here's your body, but where's your mind
There's only one thing that you've gotta find
And that's the dog
You gotta find the dog!
You found the dog, with his bow wow wow!
Bodies turning…
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Vera Lynch London, UK
Vera Lynch is a London based five piece playing alt rock with an evil cowboy surfer vibe. With a crazy genre busting collection of tunes, they have been described as 'Bowie meeting the Pixies in a Quentin Tarantino movie'.
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