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Roken in de Kamer
02:57
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Daddy Blin is Roken in de Kamer
Roken in de Kamer is verboden
Daddy Blin is Roken in de Kamer
Roken in de Kamer is verboden – Daddy!
We vragen u enkele ogenblikken te wachten in de Kamer
Niet Roken in de Kamer
He’s setting fire to the Gideons’ Bible
And de Roken in de Kamer is verboden
OJ Kryptic, he’s really gone ballistic
His mama writes the words and Haroldo does the music
He throws the little guys up over his shoulder
Dros ben llestri but he’s 20 years older
Wǒmen dōu shì fēicháng hǎo péngyǒumen in de Kamer
Niet Roken in de Kamer
He’s blowing lines off the Chinese Bible
And de Roken in de Kamer is verboden
Roken in de Kamer is for real
It’s just the way you feel
Ffredi Blino, he doesn’t get a look-in
Mae o yn y gegin and he’s Ffredi-steady cooking
He’s got the cheese board, ’67 Flying V
But the Kows are coming home to me
We vragen u enkele ogenblikken te wachten in de Kamer
Niet Roken in de Kamer
You just gotta watch your language in de Kamer
And be nice to the Kameraman
Roken in de Kamer is for real
So just adjust the way you feel
L’ami de Jacques Renard, he’s not even in existence!
His existential crisis is covering the distance
Measured in galactic units in the sky
Divided by the square root of Pi
Sponge is soaking up the flood and Gideon’s out the window
It used to feel so Kryptic, now it’s just apocalyptic
Now here comes Jimi with the pink-headed ladies
Roken in de Kamer tonight
Roken in de Kamer is for real
It’s just the way you feel
Daddy Blin is Roken in de Kamer
Roken in de Kamer is verboden
Daddy Blin is Roken in de Kamer
Roken in de Kamer is verboden – Daddy!
Daddy Blin is Roken in de Kamer
Roken in de Kamer is verboden
Daddy Blin is Roken in de Kamer
Roken in de Kamer is goed
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2. |
Pedestrian Motion
02:28
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Her footwear was designed
With Pedestrian Motion in mind
And that's just the purpose to which it's gonna be put
Her footwear was designed
To be wicked and unkind
In keeping with the nature of her foot
She walked all over me today (Wup! Bup!)
She's gone to Jackson and I think she's gone to stay
Alright now!
She walked all over me today - yeah, just like a wup! Bup!
She's gone to Jackson and I think she's gone to stay
'Cause her footwear was designed
To be wicked and unkind
In keeping with the nature of her foot
Yeah, her footwear was designed
With Pedestrian Motion in mind
And that's just the purpose to which it's gonna be put
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I won a ticket at my local karaoke show
I'm so excited and I feel I really wanna go
I've got nobody sitting with me on the aeroplane
I would invite you, but you're hanging with that boy again
I'll think about you as I'm lyin' there upon the beach
All my romantic notions dropped securely out of reach
You will be sorry as I watch Waikiki moon arise
Not that you'll know it, but you'll probably just catch the vibes
He's gonna drop you when he sees that you're in love with me
Then you will know the place that you will really want to be
Upon the beach next to the boy whose love you really crave
Your song will come to me upon the crest of ocean waves
"Take me back to Honolulu
Take me back, I'm goin' there with you
That's all I really want to do
Ooh-wah-ooh
Take me back to Honolulu
Take me back, I'm goin' there with you"
The streets are really wide and everybody's got a car
But we don't need one 'cause we're not gonna be going far
That's why I bought for you this really groovy bicycle
When you are riding it I'm thinking you're so beautiful
Beneath your helmet you are looking really very cute
You gotta wear it to protect yourself from falling fruit
We kiss and cuddle underneath the Frangipani tree
I bet them surfer boys are really gonna envy me
They're hangin' 10 and doing all the things that surfers do
I don't know what it is 'cause I'm too busy loving you
And while the little birds are singin' us a symphony
My favourite tune is still that little song you sang to me
"Take me back to Honolulu
Take me back, I'm goin' there with you
That's all I really want to do
Ooh-wah-ooh
Take me back to Honolulu
Take me back, I'm goin' there with you"
"Take me back to Honolulu
Take me back, I'm goin' there with you
With you
With you
With you..."
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4. |
Dwwwi (Tune IV)
03:56
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Ffredi Blino
Ffredi Blino - dwwwi!
Ffredi Blino
Ffredi Blino - dwwwi!
Mae 'na ji-binc ar y tŷ pinc
Mae 'na do bach ar y tŷ bach
Mae 'na bobl ar y byncws yn dawnsio i'r tiwnau fi
Ffredi Blino
Ffredi Blino - dwwwi!
Ffredi Blino
Ffredi Blino - dwwwi!
Ffredi Blino
Ffredi Blino - dwwwi!
Ffredi Blino
Dw i wedi blino ar yr hen ddaioni
Dyna fy nghariad - hei Myndi! Sut wyt ti?
Dyma cariad, o'r enw - Myndi Gwely
(Ie, dawnsiwch Myndi!)
Ffredi Blino
Ffredi Blino - dwwwi!
Ffredi Blino
Ffredi Blino - dwwwi!
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5. |
Comfort Zone
04:14
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When you get those ideas about drinking beers
And plugging in guitars, and shaking down your mortal fears
Well you might live in a hole that's too cold for rock'n'roll
But don't be too dumb to let it show
Go find your Comfort Zone, don't feel all alone
Your face is your own spatial home
Jump in your Comfort Zone, don't you be all alone
Your life is worth more than a new ringtone
When you smash up your phone, you get a new phone
And it's never just right and you're out of action for a week
Just take your sweet time, you fall back into line
You're the perfect dissatisfied consumerist freak
Go find your Comfort Zone, don't feel all alone
Your face is your own spatial home
Jump in your Comfort Zone, don't you be all alone
Your life is worth more than a brand new ringtone
When you get in a fight and it's the wrong kind of fight
And nobody's feeling you on your brand new media
And your friends are ashamed 'cause they can't spell your name
And you never can tell wrong from right
Go find your Comfort Zone, don't you feel all alone
Your face is your own special home
Jump in your Comfort Zone, you can't be all alone
Your life is worth more than a dumb ringtone
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6. |
Dishwasher : Reloaded
04:26
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I'm chattin' with the fishes
I'm stackin' up the dishes
I'm crunchin' up your wishes for the big red guy
Oh, my feet are itchin'
I'm bitchin' in the kitchen
Whenever you be twitchin' I be wondering why
So come and hold the strainer
'Cause girl you're my no-brainer
And I got the stock answer to the question you pose
My name is Mr. Shape
I went and sold the two-inch tape
To buy a little silver xmas bell to hang off my nose
Go tell Aunt Rhody
To ride my little pony
'Cause we can't be the only ones livin' the dream
The proof is in the reading
Just tell me what you're needing
I'll start with sympathetic cream
Ooh-hoo!
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I base my well-being on a temporary fix
I wanna be a rock'n'roll star!
I ain't happy 'less I got a big hit
I wanna be a rock'n'roll star!
Can't hold a girlfriend for more than two weeks
I wanna be a rock'n'roll star!
Can't take a photo till I sucked in my cheeks
I wanna be a rock'n'roll star!
Check it!
I don't like a lot of meaning in the words
Verse, chorus, verse, middle eight, chorus verse
And if you play a major seven you're an intellectual, jazz-picking snob
But did you hear about the girls who took a plaster cast of Jimi's...
No!
Rock'n'roll it don't make you smile
Rock'n'roll it is a study in denial
I'm too busy embracing insanity
To give a fuck about the rest of humanity
Don't you know there's twelve pistons in my Jaguar?
Did I mention that I wanna be a fat fuckin' rock'n'roll star?
Ah - ooh - yeah - go!
Rock'n'roll it don't make you smile
Rock'n'roll it is a study in denial
I'm just try'na get a grip on normality
(Still pissing in the face of reality)
I'm pumping on all twelve pistons in my Jaguar
Did I mention that I wanna be a fat fuckin' rock'n'roll...
Star!
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You never really moved me
Beyond the point of thinking that
You never really moved me
Beyond the point of wishing that
You'd somehow, some day move me
Beyond the point you did
On the day you said hello to me
In a wave of freakish fantasy
What's in a conversation?
A delicate positioning
A slow negotiation
That's if you're even listening
Oh, I don't know the rules
And I don't believe I care to
You know just what you're bound to say
And rules are stupid anyway
But dear, dear what's-yer-face
I can't stand the way you infiltrate my quiet evening
In a vacuum of meaning
Dear, dear, watch your face
You do it all day anyway
Your self-obsessed philosophy is a special brand of ecstasy
Oh dear, where'd you go?
Fall into your TV show?
That was your identity
Is that why you don't hear from me?
You never really moved me
Dear, dear what's-yer-face
You never really moved me, oh
You never really moved me
Dear, dear what's-yer-face
You never really moved me, oh
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9. |
Hey, Dishcloth!
03:05
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You're acting like an innocent
I really can't get into it
You're playing down your influence
Just like we're all immune to it
It takes the whole afternoon just to get across the room
Super freakin' powers, boom!
We're not capturing time
We're not measuring feelings
Draw your life like a line
For the ants on the ceiling
You know they're desperately trying
To get the words transmitted for your sympathetic buy-in
Dream on, dream on
Dream on, dream on
Hey, Dishcloth! Your motives were apparent
The moment you appeared spacin' out on the verandah
Step on up for the honorary mention
Can anyone believe how you're bustin' the convention?
Hey, Dishcloth! Now tell me what we're saying
The rules are just for children and there's no-one even playing
Dream on, dream on
Dream on, dream on
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10. |
The Dungeon of Nevermore
02:38
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She knows she's a popular girl
Expectations are high
This life will deliver to her
Some bland kind of guy
I'm down with the D&D crew
Chasing burgers and fries
Lord knows I've got nothing to do
With the popular guys
Down in my room on the floor
Is the Dungeon of Nevermore
I scored half an eighth off this girl
She hung for a while
I showed her my Chewbacca doll
She showed me her smile
Down in my room on the floor
In the Dungeon of Nevermore
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