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Cool Breeze Day-Glo Man
01:44
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the line was dead when I called you back
a breathing girl got into my head
a conversation we’re not supposed to have
the meaning of life is for drunken times
the thing is that I’d like to know
what you think of this winding road?
that leads to places we will see
where people are discussing our dreams
and think you’ve seen me never before
I’m into you, open the door
and think we’ve seen the past in our dreams
of scenes that flow with mixed up teens
colourful fresh and colourful schemes
I’m in your head, I’m one of your dreams
and lift me up and bring me to peace
of pieces assembled, connected to thee
it’s cool and microscopical flees
are buzzing around in wonderful trees
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, hardly dressed girls
are hovering around, hardly dressed girls
the skies are so blue, I can hardly see (3x)
that I’m free
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hey girl you gotta let me know,
you wanna stand out in the crowd?
I know you wanted to be like her
a movie star, a fame lovin’ girl
hey girl do you know that Marilyn
stands tall in Alabama?
I know you wanted to be like her
a movie star, a fame lovin’ girl
hey girl, you’re in a hashtag battle
you’re all alone when the dust has settled, I know..
{girl you gotta face the facts
I’m not cool with that} (2x)
girl you have to face the facts
you ain’t gonna fool me like that
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Day-Glo Pop Explosion
01:11
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he met a girl with fire in her eyes
the daydream world I’m in
he gave her the love she wanted
until she had enough of this guy and …
it sure feels a lot like dynamite
when you blow it up, the dots start to move away
he’s now in pieces
floating away in space
she had him stuck in the corner
for days and days you waited for the molecules to reassemble
it sure feels a lot like dynamite
when you blow it up, the dots start to move away
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Sergeant Buzzkill
01:44
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she screamed out loud
when the composite came out
and her only child
had that look in his eyes
I was out of my mind
I drew a chalk outline
you and I are in separate worlds
I’m writing cards to cardboard cut-out girls
she picked up the phone
and she looked at her son
her hands touching the glass
only saying these words:
I’m calling lawyer Dan
he’s a highbrow man
you and I are in separate worlds
I’m looking through bars, waiting for a return
I guess I broke the line
the kite flew high in the sky
treasures, I found those pleasures
‘till I woke up in my cell
and he took his measures
sergeant buzzkill
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every single day there’s a man outside my house
he’s looking through my window and he’s looking at my wife, but
she only has an eye for the devil in disguise
wolf in sheep’s clothes, can you believe that?
driving in my car, I see a man with a broken heart
in retrospect, she called me Jack
buried in her white wedding dress
at the wake of her mother
she married the boy next door
she likes new radical styles I know
she likes new radical styles I know
because she is the one for me
yeah, she likes new radical styles I know
because she is the one for me
she likes new radical styles I know
she likes new radical styles I know
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The Airman Cometh
02:41
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the kids are out
for school is over and the fields are next
to explore and find out
what life is all about
children are learning to cheat at hide and seek
the headmaster’s empty but aims to get free
for his head will explode
of hopes so high
this time we’ll manage to get him alive
trace him back to yellow photographs with husbands and wives
and running in the fields
turning into a flying machine
with wings that won’t burn
when the sun drops from the sky
and as time flies
I’m a teacher, I do oblige
I’m a kid now, I do oblige
find the car keys for the next stop
“we’ll meet again” are the words of Vera Lynn
on the way back
pull out the grey hairs
we’ll fade away
in the rear-view mirror, yeah
they pulled us over, we’re getting older
keep your hands on the steering wheel and
don’t make any furtive movement
exploring kids were never there
building castles in the air
the boys aiming for the sky
are smoking pot and getting high
boring kids were always there
looking in their underwear
the girls shooting for the stars
hide their self-inflicted scars
no, not the car keys
I’m not sober, no
and the time is always closing in
and when the night falls
we break the 4th wall
and we’ll meet you
our long lost friends
in the morning yeah
I’m awake again
I see myself
as a chasing man
pressing record
for a brand new start
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The Doorman Dordrecht, Netherlands
Homerecorded lo-fi ballads, indie rock and other audio experiments. Influenced by GbV, Sebadoh, Sentridoh, Songs:Ohia and Aphex Twin!
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