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C.W.G.B.
03:27
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Have I seen you
Truthfully and through
Don’t let me decide
Who I choose when it’s you
We used to be both and the same
You’d give me your hand and I’d give you my name
We ran to the shore and remained
Not knowing the rules of the game
Can we go back
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2. |
Tuna Tune
03:14
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I woke up just some time ago
Some new visitor at the door
I’m usually shy, but I want some more
Affection, affection
Feel it in my stomach, now I’m hungry
Or maybe I’m just lonely
Eat some fish and watch the dude Al Bundy (Al Bundy)
Laying in the lap of a stranger
Mommy never taught me of danger
My eyes closed, but feel’s so sunny
It’s funny, it’s funny
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3. |
Tokyo Garden
02:21
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Tokyo Garden, don’t know much about it
But I wanna go there with you
Tokyo Garden, I can feel you harden
But please let me help you come through
Won’t let you down I will pick you right up
Back to the start there’s no other than us
Post codes and time zones, they don’t mean a thing
This is an all seasonal lasting thing
Take my hand let’s go, far away from home
We don’t need the known, when we have our own
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4. |
Window Gazer
01:53
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If you’re gonna ask me which mountains do I come from
(I) Didn’t really grow up in a set and placed home
My mother and my father sitting in the front seats
Nintendo and the doggy with me in the backseat
Seen a thousand people, known and sulked they’d be gone
Money on the windshield and four wheels riding roads long
Always running out of touch when friends begin to open up
Locked the door and threw the key and with my heart it closes shut
Twenty cities older and I’m not getting younger
But I still play my GameBoy while you are reading Tolstoy
Never got my license, so I’ll be sharing bus rides
With rangers and familiars
Down the concrete rivers
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5. |
Eleventh Ode
01:42
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I wish I could impress you with my words
I wish I could impress you with my love
Even when I make ten odes a day
That is not enough for you to stay
When will I ever be enough
When will you give me all your love
I wish I could impress you with my tongue
I wish I could impress you in the long run
When we started out you thought I was fun
When we started out our love was so young
When will this drought/joke come to an end
When will we not only be friends
I wish I could impress you with my skills
I wish you for my love would ten men kill
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