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If the kids wanna dance
Hot shoes - tight pants
High spirits - cheap bear
My eardrums - Can't hear or won't hear
I'm not here
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If the kids wanna dance let them dance, let them dance
If the kids wanna dance let them dance
I'm tired - so what?
Party - I forgot
Can't take the pace
But I'm trying to catch the bass, deep bass
In yer face
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One step, one fall
I'm proud I've gall
Raise your finger in the air
Let the world know you care
I don't care, I don't care
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Burn Red
03:14
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I'll admit defeat, I'm too exposed
A damaged ego and a bloodied nose
A foolish word on which to hang
A noose and an unwanted man
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But in the water I still feel there's a warmth inside
To self repair the wounded pride
Even though I want to hide
And whilst I stutter on words I know well but are tough to say
I just burn red and run away
I feel such a monstrosity
There's nothing here to see
Falling down, flailing limbs
Its easier to think when the light is dim
Trying hard but tactics wrong
Just smile and laugh along
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Bullet
03:46
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They filled him full of lead
Put a bullet in his head
Oh sweet thing
You didn't do nothing wrong
You did not deserve this
No-one deserves this
Oh sweet thing
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Misread eyes, misread signs
Regurgitated happenings from bad to the sublime
Static stare, fools beware
I've finished searching something that was never really there
CHORUS
I don't have time for this commotion
Puppy dogs and fluffy things
Designed to mess with me and my emotions
Clapped out heart, bombs aloud
I think that I'm exploding with my head up in the cloud
Dodge the trash, thoughts are rash
I don't have time for silly games excuse me whilst I dash
CHORUS
"Got" at last, read and weep
Commotion is commodity and violence is just cheap
Claim the prize, take the rise
My ever growing ego is transcending to the skies
CHORUS
Commotion is commodity and violence is just cheap
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Modern Ways
03:12
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Susan was a bright eyed girl who lived a world of dreams
Vetoed night-time television because the sights were so obscene
Worshipped crumpled photographs of mother's mother's dad
Wished for old time better days that she had never had
'Cause things were so much better in the old days
So far removed from the dirt that plagues our modern ways
In the past no sex, no violence or criminal activity
Where the fun was found from children in Christmas nativity
Guess they didn't have electricity
"It wouldn't happen in our day" she was told as a small girl
But she may enjoy the modern life if she just gave it a whirl
The morals of the old times have been all but destroyed
And if you try hard enough the sex and violence can be enjoyed
So things were so much better in the old days
So far removed from the dirt that plagues our modern ways
And though in your mind living in the past is fine
Susan let me take you into this dark world of mine
Well at least its a good chat up line
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Goth Girl
04:21
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Hit the power
But keep the light down low on your head of red hair
How you've flowered
When you walk past I can do nothing but stare
A little question
Is it just pretend to want to die?
My heart is hurting
You are a beauty to the eye
The eye shadow
The lipstick black and I feel my heart quiver
The net stockings
On those legs that go on for ever and ever
A raging fantasy
In the darkness I somehow see you smile
But them I'm waking
To the realisation you'd run a mile
CHORUS
Put the cross away
Little goth girl I've got something to say
I love the way you look and I love the way you play
Little goth girl your hair is on fire
I can be your inner demon
I can be your vampire
Hit the power
But keep the light down low on your head of red hair
I'm besotted
Imagining you clothes, imagining you bare
A random question
Could I take you by the hand by chance?
I'm quite flatfooted
But together we could do a gothic dance
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If I try hard I can hear you from here
A beautiful singing voice so crystal clear
And that is something that I hold dear
Faerie of the west country glade
Imprinted on my mind whilst most memories fade
I only wish I could have stayed
CHORUS
But when the sun goes down
You're sat on a leaf strewn ground
Singing your little heart out
And making my own heart start to melt
Never to do more than smile
I haven't seen you for a while
But I'm searching still just in case
Your blonde hair blown over your face
Such big eyes worthy of fairy tale
I'm looking in my inbox for enchanted mail
Which is somewhat of a holy grail
Sat cross-legged on Lily Pads Pond
The west country siren of whom I'm so fond
Beckon me to the depths beyond
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Always Wearing Leather
03:04
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A double take - fell flat on my face
You look fantastic in so many ways
There is an elegance within your new style
And its a change I've not seen in a while
CHORUS
A double take - you're always wearing leather
A double take - you're always wearing leather
A double take - whatever the weather
What a difference it makes - you're always wearing leather
So eye catching, you know as well as I
Heart beating so fast I thought I would die
A look of bondage or maybe just cool
I took one look and I started to drool
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You ditched the leggings and the dungarees
And this new look bought me to my knees
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Kiss
03:48
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Kiss - I want to grasp you with octopus arms
Suck - Taste every part of you, eccentricities and charms
Touch - How sensitive my fingers feel when searching your pulse
Feel - Your skin beside mine, ever warm ever close
Kiss - Such perfect lips, such suction such lust
Suck - Taste the pores and the pleasure of each thrust
Touch - I hold your hand and I promise to your face
Feel - That the having is just perfect and not just the chase
CHORUS
Its all in the kiss
Its all in the style
This is the best I've had in some while
Kiss - Let us entangle, let us twist in a knot
Suck - Suck out my lifeforce Until I've lost the plot
Touch - Get your nails ripping into my skin
Feel - The pain, the pleasure, this is all win win win
Kiss - So kiss me quick, kiss with passion and fire
Suck - Suck and behold as I tumble and tire
Touch - Touching is simple and simple is good
Feel - I'm underrated and misunderstood
CHORUS
Kiss
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Long Time Waiting
03:53
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[Instrumental]
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Marc Freak London, UK
Musician, author, photographer and life model. With influences ranging from the lofi pop of Guided by Voices, the gothic
melodrama of Nick Cave, the glam of Bowie and the nakedness of Iggy Pop. Former frontman of Freak Circus and Dead Joe.
Blending all of these styles together and spewing them out in his own way. That is, when he isn't playing glam rock with Weymouth based Glass Spiders!
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