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Part of Something
03:24
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I’m feeling this crowd,
Kind of crowd we’ve dreamed of forever
It reminds me of you somehow,
Neon lights and the porcelain sky
So give me, give me, give me all night long,
And I’ll sing you your favorite song
Show me, show me, show me what you’ve got,
Things go right, more often than not
Feel like a part of something, when you call out my name
Feel like a part of something, when you call out my name
And I can’t put my finger on it, cannot even see the logic,
Coming from a galaxy far, far away
Tokyo we’re coming baby,
Cannot even hear the maybe,
Waiting for Autonomous Sensorial Meridional Response
Feeling like a part of something, when you call out my name
It sounds ambitious maybe,
It tastes delicious baby,
It sounds symphonic baby,
When you call out my name
Feeling like a part of something, when you call out my name
Manila, Buenos Aires, baby,
New York, Casablanca, maybe,
Coming from a Galaxy
Far, far away
Tokyo, Barcelona, baby,
London, California, maybe,
Waiting for Autonomous Sensorial Meridional Response
Feeling like a part of something, when you call out my name
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2. |
Dancing Loco
03:43
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I think the president wants us all on drugs
I think he’s here tonight, chatting to some girls from New York
I want to join, in the key of F
I want to burn, I want to live in excess
Go go go go go go go
Everywhere, everyone I knew somehow
Like a child, dancing loco in broad daylight
Damm, you look so serious
Let me have a go
Go go go go go go go
Everywhere, everyone I knew somehow
Like a child, dancing loco in broad daylight
Hope it works, wild existence you mark my words
Through the night, dancing loco in broad daylight
Short, sweet and smiley faces lift me to the sky
Long weekends at the races unravel your misguiding
Don’t treat it now, like it’s necessary pain
I can hear the calling, running through my veins
Go go go go go go go
Falling everywhere, everyone I knew somehow
What’s it like to feel like a child, what’s it like to be running wild
Found a system, hope it works, wild existence you mark my words
Dancing dangerously through the night, dancing loco in broad daylight
Oh no, I think you’re mistaken
There’s a fella here who looks just like me
And i might just give you a reason,
To treat me like you should
Go go go go go go go
Falling everywhere, everyone I knew somehow
What’s it like to feel like a child, what’s it like to be running wild
Found a system, hope it works, wild existence you mark my words
Dancing dangerously through the night, dancing loco in broad daylight
Go go go go go go
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3. |
On My Way
03:00
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She came along,
I saw her dancing with such grace
Fighting the thousand mosquitos
Caressing her legs
She sang a song
I played along
Now, without her
Never seen someone so sure of her own happiness
On my way to no particular place
Running from things to embrace
On my way
We could have gone
Down, down the old vineyard road
I would have taken you places
That you’ll never know
I’ll keep awake at night
Wondering, what had gone wrong
Tell me the magic you’ve cast on me
So it may be gone
On my way to no particular place
Running from things to embrace
Found something else
On my way to no particular place
I thought I need to escape
On my way
You slipped away from me
On my way to no particular place
Running from things to embrace
Found something else
On my way to no particular place
I thought I need to escape
On my way
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4. |
Caster's Gold
04:04
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Let go of my hand, it’s unconventional
Hope you understand,
What I say, when I say it,
And you’ve got to find the right way,
Cruising through the woods you’ll find what I mean
High in revelation and you’re far away,
Left to your own devices
Heard you’re running strong,
A modern miracle,
Fighting for so long,
Such a shame, hear your name, and it’s covered in derision,
Crushing down, you being under suspicion,
Question every bit of your achievements,
Just like Caster’s Gold
Please, leave me alone
When no one will stand up,
I’ll salute you,
When your wreath is full of thorns,
I’ll celebrate your laurels,
When victory turns a back on you,
I’ll speak out your name,
When crowds choose to forget,
I’ll be there, hand in heart, looking straight in recognition,
Witnessing a part of our condition,
Pushing to the side what we can’t quite grasp
And makes us feel insecure
There will be no one but those like you
Feeling like a different kind of special
Being part of something you can’t quite grasp,
Crossing the last frontier
Crossing the last frontier
Please, leave me alone
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5. |
Fennel Fields
03:24
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With the strength of a thousand drums I carry on,
Let me in through the limestone walls that hide your face
And I feel weak but remain superior to you my friend
I am tired, but you know that I can’t wait to see your face again
Yes, It’s like being born again
Yes, It’s like being born again
Step by step, edging closer to the end
Step by step, edging closer to the end
From the fields of a fennel scent where you get your name,
Down the roads, through the city streets that claim my blood,
Up the hills, running through the pages of history,
To the ruins where victorious my last breath will say “nikomen”
Yes, It’s like being born again
Yes, It’s like being born again
Step by step, edging closer to the end
Step by step, edging closer to the end
Not alone, there’s an army of those just like me,
Breathing hope, piercing fear that I’ve seen in their eyes,
We, the young, we will need to stretch out this day to years,
We are born, past the linen ensign that lights the sky
Yes, It’s like being born again
Yes, It’s like being born again
Step by step, edging closer to the end
Step by step, edging closer to the end
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6. |
Finally Over Me
03:57
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Her name was Susanne Lorraine, dark-skinned beauty from the Port of Spain
Remembered him as Maurice Arlette, Calypso guitarist she could never forget
Left the island to find careers, performing in clubs for Italian Clans,
They’d shared all, their bed and fears, now she was engaged to New York's Mafia man
Could it be, seriously, well right now I clearly see,
Are you now finally over me?
Just a matter of time, leaving all you've left behind,
You decided to get over me?
The Depression split their ways, he was a struggling musician in a touring band,
She'd found success in a Broadway play, but secretly danced to the tune that he sang
Then the day, the Wedding came, the biggest feast in all of Trinidad,
The Mob protected by their meanest gang, there was Maurice armed with guitar in hand
Could it be, seriously, well right now I clearly see,
Are you now finally over me?
Just a matter of time, leaving all you've left behind,
You decided to get over me?
He got the gig from an old friend, in the belly of the beast with his backing band,
Maurice had had planned his escape for the end, got on stage, on the mic and sang
Oh, now I see, I never should have let you go
Oh, now I see, I never should have let you go
Grow so cold
Could it be, seriously, well right now I clearly see,
Are you now finally over me?
Just a matter of time, leaving all you've left behind,
You decided to get over me?
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7. |
So Sweet
03:03
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Oh, so sweet
So lovely
I really like it
Oh, so sweet
Oh, so creative
That's what I'm talking about
From the streets of St Petersburg I call your name
My little paper boy,
And I really really really want to hear you again,
I want to hear your voice
Will you hop on a flight,
Will you come to me
Will you put up a fight,
Or is it only
Oh, so sweet
So lovely
I really like it
Oh, so sweet
Oh, so creative
That's what I'm talking about
You're my darling, my sweetheart, you're all I desire
Are you travelling the world? Are your feet getting tired?
You sang me a good song,
So sweet and profound,
I'll stay by your side,
And we’ll sing it so loud
Oh, so sweet
So lovely
I really like it
Oh, so sweet
Oh, so creative
That's what I'm talking about
That's what I'm talking about
That's what I'm talking about
Oh! How it makes me feel
That's what I'm talking about
That's what I'm thinking about
Small things that make dreams real
That's what I'm thinking about
Oh, so sweet
So lovely
I really like it
Oh, so sweet
Oh, so creative
That's what I'm talking about
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Stay by the phone, I’ll call you when
The worst is over and it’s done,
Absorbing your energy,
The rest of our lives has begun
When time has passed, and we’re far away
I’ll look back at it with a smile
Please know that I’ll appreciate it,
You never were one of them
I feels you mean it and it’s gonna take some time, I know it
Not really superstitious we’ll recover from the crash
Watch me free falling, but rest assured
You will catch me by the hand
Of all the things that could go wrong,
I know you’re not one of them
Turn off the lights, I’ll leave tonight,
I’m thinking about giving up,
But you won’t give me that choice,
Please, take me back to the start
I recognize that shining secret in your eye, it’s real
I realize your strength your patience and your mind
Spending the night with you
Yeah, it’s all I want
Watching the world with you
Alright, it’s all I need
You’re playing games, you mysterious one
But it should come as no surprise
Spending the night with you
Yeah, it’s all I want
Watching the world with you
Allright, let’s get it one
You’re playing games, you mysterious one
But it should come as no surprise
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9. |
Tangiers
03:38
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We will meet late at night at Cinema Rif
Where the crowd gathers and a gentle breeze
Whispers do you feel at home?
Do you feel at home?
Layla fi Tanja, Layla fi Tanja (ليلة في طنجة)
Well, my memories eventually
Will feast on these
Moments on the street
Towards the Corniche
There’s something special
About tonight
Watch the sunrise at the cafè
Trying to remember what they used to say
Capturing the light
Capturing the day
Sure, time will tell what comes and stays
And all that is good must go away
But not last night, not this place
Always thought after all these years
That I would never forget you
No I could not forget you
Turns out I was right
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10. |
You've Got the Stuff
03:34
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Well my friends have got good taste
Question that you’ll make a huge mistake
When it’s myself, I let it be
But touch them you could not comfort me
I’m not lost, as they all are
I now know just what to do
Often times I let it soothe
Consider it part of my gratitude
But catch me up on my left foot
Hurry up and run man, now you’re screwed
And I’m not scared as they all are.
When it’s time to take a stand
I was left all by myself
Well you know you’ve got the stuff
There were six of them or eight
Well you know you’ve got the stuff
It just so happens from time to time
That I miscalculate my chances
But you know that I’m a man
I’m not down for your romances
And I’m not scared as they all are.
When it’s time to take a stand
There are voices in my head
Well you know you’ve got the stuff
Well you left me by myself
Well you know you’ve got the stuff
And I wonder
Am I still the toughest one
Am I still king of the jungle
I leave nothing left undone
I came, I hit them up and stumbled
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11. |
Belly Rose
04:08
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Oh, what’s a Belly Rose, what’s a Belly Rose?
Keep on trying to make up my mind,
Girl, I don’t really know what to decide
And I’m thinking of maybe getting close to you
Oh, yeah…
If things go wrong, I’ll make it right
What does it all mean?
But if something should happen between us
Oh, well…
Belly Rose means nothing,
But it’s as beautiful as it sounds
(Just as beautiful, just beautiful as it sounds)
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