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Oog In Oog (Blöf)

Donker en warm
Ik voel dat mijn arm
Gespannen is naast je
Simpel en goed
Je ziet wat je doet
En je kalmte verbaast je

Alles staat stil
Voor wie weet wat ze wil
En zo iemand ben jij
De geur doet zijn werk
En jij weet dat ik merk
Hoe jij wacht op het ogenblik

Alles staat stil
Voor wie weet wat ie wil
En zo iemand ben ik
Oog in oog staan we te wachten
Hé, gaan we nog weg of blijven we hier?

Oog in oog staan we te draaien
Hé, gaan we of blijven we hier?
Het hart in de keel
Niet angst maar door veel
Te veel bloed door mijn lijf

En langzamerhand
Verhuist het verstand
Maar we weten nog wel wat ons drijft
Alles staat stil
Als je weet wat je wil

En zo is het nu
Oog in oog staan we te wachten
Hé, gaan we nog weg of blijven we hier?
Oog in oog praten we
Tot het te laat is… of niet?

Oog in oog staan we te wachten
Hé, gaan we nog weg of blijven we hier?
Oog in oog praten we
Tot het te laat is… of niet?

New Song (Ben Lee)

My heart it is eternal
And my soul it often flies
You can see it in the evenings soaring through the skies
And it takes me close to madness
Though it never really tries

I’ve crossed a million rivers
And I’ve walked a million miles
I’ve kissed a holy angel and I’ve tried to show some style
I never even questioned
How I know it’s all worthwhile

But I’m gonna make it through and I’m gonna do it all
And I’m gonna make it through and I’m gonna do it all
And I’m gonna make it through and I’m gonna do it all
I will fall

My legs they get so tired
And my head it often screams
You can hear the thoughts all turning overload of fears and dreams
I don’t mind the sting of feeling
But it burns when I’m empty

I’ll ride the road I’ve chosen
And at times I know I’ll fall
I have nothing to lose now so I want to taste it all
Wintertime in glendale
Till the next location calls

But I’m gonna make it through and I’m gonna do it all
And I’m gonna make it through and I’m gonna do it all
And I’m gonna make it through and I’m gonna do it all
I will fall

I’m gonna make it through and I’m gonna do it all
And I’m gonna make it through and I’m gonna do it all
And I’m gonna make it through and I’m gonna do it all
I will fall

I’m gonna make it through and I’m gonna do it all
And I’m gonna make it through and I’m gonna do it all
And I’m gonna make it through and I’m gonna do it all
I will fall

Well there’s no one left but you now babe
Got to say that it’s your call

I’m gonna make it through and I’m gonna do it all
And I’m gonna make it through and I’m gonna do it all
And I’m gonna make it through and I’m gonna do it all
I will fall

Sally's Orchid (Ben Lee)

There is an orchid someone gave me
Flat and pressed under the glass
It once was pink and vivid
But today it’s day has passed

Its brown leaf spread weak and thin
That orchid feels just like my bones and skin
Its heartbeat centre of it’s soul
Is now just furry shelter to protect it from the cold

Laid out flat for visual effect
Today I feel a lot like that
I put it in it’s frame eternal joy
And now it’s just another burned out toy

You should have seen the way
It slowly just decayed
I feel a lot like that orchid today

End Of An Era (Ben Lee)

I wrote my last love song today
Got the whole damn phase out of the way
It was here now it’s gone
But that was my last love song
I wrote my last love song today

I wrote my last love song tonight
Recorded my last love-starved plight
I was young and naive
I wore my heart on my sleeve
I wrote my last love song tonight

I wrote my last romantic spiel
So you’d know how I feel
You’re just another girl no doubt
Who this song’s not about
I wrote my last love song tonight

I used to think I was a pioneer
To love what no man has gone near
But there’s no point no dignity
To sulk in self pity
So that’s behind me
Just try me give me your best shot
I don’t know what I am
But I know what I’m not

I wrote my last love song it stinks
At least that’s what I want you to think
But it’s not true there’ll be more
About the cute girl next door
I’m just burned out on love for a while
I’m just burned out on love for a while

Bandbaja Mix (Entity Paradigm)


watch out (kya)
lyrics on the floor
on your marks, get set, go
i'm a white boy
comin straight from the 'L' town
keepin it real i'm a spawn of the underground
i'm the one you hate
i'm the one you fear
i'm the voice that whispers inside your ear
cut you open deep inside
when you know what i speak
everything is right

i got the gift i got the game
when i grab the mic i drive ppl insane
left to right from side to side
i'll take you to a point
where i take away your pride
move you groove you
and every time i muse
when i get done
you say i abuse you
i ain't bad
i'm just tryina be cruel
pure evil made to rule

meri aankhon mein daikh zara
aur phir mujhe tu yeh batha
hum donon mein hai wo kya
aa humein aazmaa
aa chuukay dikha
aa aaaaa aaaaaa aaaaaa

Wasted & Ready (Ben Kweller)

Force field Super sheild A, A
Junior high love affair is ok
Jump on the big wagon because I'm So Cal
I'm big in every way
I'm running as fast as I can

She goes above and beyond her call of duty
She is a slut but her ex thinks it's **y
** reminders her of eating spaghetti
I'm running as fast as I can
I'm running as fast as I can, yeah

If you wanna move it so
Why dont you make it go
Prove to everybody that doesn't understand
All the nights, all the fights
You are outta sight
Some say more with their hands
I'm running as fast as I can

She goes above and beyond her call of duty
She is a slut but her ex thinks it's **y
** reminders her of eating spaghetti
I'm running as fast as I can
I'm running as fast as I rawk!

Why am I dealing with this feeling?
I'm maxed out like a credit card
I'll continue to be, my worst enemy
It's easy but it seems so hard
You're near but you seem so far...seems so far

She goes above and beyond her call of duty
She is a slut but her ex thinks it's **y
** reminders her of eating spaghetti
I am wasted and I am ready
I am ready
I am ready
I am ready

I'm running as fast as I can
I'm running as fast as I can, can
I'm running as fast as I can
I'm running as faaaast
As I can.

Deep Talk In The Shallow End (Ben Lee)

If you were here I’d slap you senseless
Then I’d ask you where you’ve been
I’d tell you don’t you know I worry
Sitting up each night in fear
And then I’d tell you that I’m angry
And I’d say you did me wrong
And that I hate you ’cos you sneak into
My every single song

If you were here you’d see the damage done
And then you’d feel the shame
I’d make you understand my pain

If you were ’round I’d show you wounds and scars
The proof that you were here
And then I’d make you cry like I did
If my point still was not clear
If you were here I’d scream and
Maybe trash the room if I had time
And then one single word would break your spirit
Just the same as you broke mine

If you were here you’d realize what you did
Stay for a million years
I’d make you cry my tears

But you’re not here
And I’m not strong
And this whole thing has gone on too long
I need to leave this on my shelf
But instead I say it to myself

If you were here I’d slap you senseless
If only you were here

Hunger (Nick)

the hunger, when your stomachs void pasterured lips
dehidration sets in a lack of water to the brain
give me condensation and winters rain
matearilistic to the backbone
il dicect your manifested spinal cord parapeligic
to dumb and brain numb to see passed the media haze
as they inject fear into your veins on a daily basis
similar to a scag heads homeostasis
my verbs slip off the end of the needle tip
straight into the crimson rivers my words hang you on a pivot
greed one of the sevens sins
these men usually end up with doble chins
the begin bulge around the waist,
as they indulge there minds and noses
in a confidence inducing verbal clanging nose detiriating brain alterating
pharmacutical concoction of monotonus routine
day after day they begin blurr
mixed up in a witches coldrun
you need a new magical potion
presadency, is it just me or the people who dont wat power should be running the show
power hungry they turn it into a circus act
with crazed clowns running around in there mothers wedding gowns
upon these transvestites i frown, for all they do indulge

Twoje Glany (Big Cyc)

"Gdzie na dywan z tymi buciorami !!!???"

Smierdza mocno jak kalosze wujka Tadzia
I sa ostre niczym szpilki twojej mamy
Codziennie wkladzasz je i zakladasz
Ciezkie buty, symbol zycia czyli glany

Dziki krzyk budzi cie z samego rana
Ratunku !!! lobuz, bandzior
Nie wytrzymam z nim juz dluzej
Zamiast w pidzamie ty sypiasz w glanach
Jestes wariat, to juz wiedza wszyscy ludzie

ref. Twoje glany, twoje glany
Twoje glany nie jednego już skopaly
Twoje glany, twoje glany
Twoje glany nie jednemu wycisk daly

Twoje glany to historia okolicy
Twoje glany - sztandar i wyzwanie
Co nadepniesz piszczy, syczy, ryczy
A co kopniesz to juz jest zlamane

Sa jak nozem albo kosa ciete rany
Jak z wulkanu co wybuchla wielka sila
Waaz tone i trzy kilogramy
Zyc bez glanow to dla ciebie jest mogila

W ciezkich czasach ciezkie buty są jak zloto
Na zadymy, do dziewczyny i do szkoly
W myslach fruwasz już bardzo wysoko
Lecz najczesciej to niestety lapiesz doly

The Part You Throw Away (Tom Waits)

You dance real slow
You wreck it down
Then you walk away you turn around
What did that old blonde gal say?
That is the part you throw away

I want that beggar’s eyes
a winning horse
A tidy Mexican divorce
St. Mary’s prayers, Houdini’s hands
And a barman who always...
understands

Will you loose the flowers
Hold on to the vase?
Will you wipe all those teardrops
away from your face?
I can’t help feeling as I close the door
I have done all of this...
many times before

But the bone must go
The wish can stay
The kiss don’t know what the lips will say
Forget I've hurt you
Put stones in our bed
And remember to never...
mind instead

But all of your letters burned up in the fire
And time is just memory mixed with desire
That’s not the road It is only the map, I say
Gone just like matches...
from a closed down cabaret

In a Portuguese saloon
A fly is circling around the room
You’ll soon forget the tune that you play
Cause that is the part...
you throw away
Oh that is the part...
you throw away


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