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Remember the time you studied and finally broke your brain
The nurse was super sexy but she forgot your name
You blocked your car with a bicycle lock
The clouds came to visit, you took them for smoke
You lived too many egos you flirted with many faiths
Maybe you found nothing to rebel against?
Victim of civilisations
Why not give it all up and go
To Bougainville holiday
Your boring life needs aftershow
In the sun gun lagoon
You will waltz with eco-sluts
Pick guns from freedom womb
It is Revolution Coconut
Welcome to injustice, party prosecution
You are on the Guest list of Coconut Revolution
You wanted to be a thief and somebody stole your idea
You craved being loved, you got passion diarrohea
The time you wanted colors, but only saw the dirt
The time You wanted trousers, but somehow wore a skirt
You lived too many egos you flirted with too many faiths
Maybe you find couldn’t find anything to rebel against
Victim of civilisations
Why not give it all up and go
To Bougainville holiday
Your boring life needs aftershow
In the sun gun lagoon
You will waltz with eco-sluts
Pick guns from freedom womb
It is Revolution Coconut
Welcome to injustice, party prosecution
You are on the Guest list of Coconut Revolution
You went to a casting cause you wanted be in a film
They turned you down so you had to keep it real
You asked your mother to give birth to you again
She was busy shopping and still you look the same
You lived too many egos you flirted with too many faiths
Maybe you couldn’t find anything to rebel against
Victim of civilisations
Why not give it all up and go
To Bouganville holiday
Your boring life needs aftershow
In the sun gun lagoon
You will waltz with eco-sluts
Pick guns from freedom womb
It is Revolution Coconut
Welcome to injustice party prosecution
You are on the Guest list of Coconut Revolution
Have you been to Bougainville
Can you imagine how it feels?
To sabotage British pharmaceutical trust
You need to go there, you ought, you shall,  you must


Coconut Revolution

We met on that special day
Picking sand in the sunshine bay

Where do you come from sexy mate?
'Hot babes dot com' you did say 

Lucky karma  - must be fate
Your eyes blue me  up - feel xrayed 

Lye on me  sweet treasure  I'm your tray
We don’t need to hide  hide away


I think we met before do you read what I mean
Wasn’t that it you and me in my exciting dream?


Common lets spread suntan spray
Oil me up if you may

You said ‘hey’ I  said ‘stay‘
Lets get pizza I will pay


I think we met before do you read what I mean
Wasn’t that it you and me in my exciting dream?


And suddenly there was three of you 
I said ‘hi – how are yous?‘

You suggested orgianic  times
I said: ‘fine - that should rhyme‘

Hot monkey types in high heel shoes
Old whiskied men digging the blues

Yes that’s how we got it on 
You left the bra but took the thong 


I think we met before do you read what I mean
Wasn’t that it you and me in my exciting dream?


Special Day

You don’t need to go to the shop - I have it all here for you
Tab Water, good vibes and the shampoo

Welcome to my hospitality, come and see my room
Here is where I spent time with myself and today with you

Make me feel so safe to have you have here
The champagne can wait can you fetch me beer

Oh my organic burger you must also taste so good
You rock my intestistine super healthy killer foods

You saw the bird – he broke both wings in the salad bar
Now that he is flying with crutches can not travel far


Don't Let The Cat In My Room

'Give it to me under the Christmas tree' by Ania and Amateurs featuring Sally




I see you’ve been shopping but you are after something free

The cold makes you thicker and you are looking at me



I’m reading braille from bright flashes in your pupils

And the loud denial of your lusts is slowly muting



It is not the time yet -  the clocks have power

Read some books or receipts, take  the tube or shower

 

Is your body ready are your emotions right

For the ride of your life, on this special night?

 

Your body like advent calender in hay

Counting down seconds to that special day

When after the carols after the tea

You’ll give it to me under the Christmas tree

 

  

For so long denied,  so well you did  fast

I know you are ready but lets wait for the mass



Your eyes shining bright like Christmas lights

Full of presents for me are your tight tights

 

Your desire embroided with Internet speed

This real natal action is final detail you need

 

I know you had some beast with two backs affairs

Treat them as a warm up to this love Christmas fair



Your body like advent calender in hay

Counting down seconds to that special day

When after the carols after the tea

You’ll give it to me under the Christmas tree

 

Hot wine in your veins, mistletoe in your hair

Don’t know where are your crackers? I will tell you where

 

Family friendly outfit as the shell of our sins

Swim through conformism before real fun begins

 

I will babtize your urges into holy fun trust

This is our Bethlehem without the rust

 

This yuletide plan excites me and teases

We will get miracles without baby Jesus

 

Your body like advent calender in hay

Counting down seconds to that special day

When After the carols after the tea

You’ll give it to me under the Christmas tree

 

Give it to me under the Christmas tree

I'm a sad sad singer - you feel sorry for me? 
I have a sad sad face as human race can be

You want to view the sad visage then why not look at me 
I'm the melancholy champion no one will beat me

U want to make me happy but don't even know 
That this sad sad face will never ever go

Big, populated and happy, like india 
I wanted to be one day 
But my despondent soul discovered 
Sorrow is the only way

Me and all my sorrows are the leading team 
In the self pity Olympics no one else can win

If you want to compete - then c'mon join the race 
Why not take to sadness with devotion and grace

Come to my conference of depressive thought 
Come become sad groupie one of many I've got

I celebrate my triumph, I'm here in laurel crown 
I dont need to meet or greet - I'm so high on being down

Big, populated and happy, like india 
I wanted to be one day 
But my despondent soul discovered 
Sorrow is the only way

Big, Populated & Happy like India

I've been waiting for so long 
Now I've finally found someone 
To stand by me 
We saw the writing on the wall 
As we felt this magical 
Fantasy 

Now with passion in our eyes 
There's no way we could disguise it 
Secretly 
So we take each other's hand 
'Cause we seem to understand 
The urgency 
Just remember 

You're the one thing 
I can't get enough of 
So I'll tell you something 
This could be love because 

With my body and soul 
I want you more than you'll ever know 
So we'll just let it go 
Don't be afraid to lose control, no 
Yes I know what's on your mind 
When you say, "Stay with me tonight" 
Just remember 

You're the one thing 
I can't get enough of 
So I'll tell you something 
This could be love because 

I've had the time of my life 
No I never felt this way before 
Yes I swear it's the truth 
And I owe it all to you 

But I've had the time of my life 
And I've searched though every open door 
Till I found the truth 
And I owe it all to you 


(i've had) berlin to belgrade, feat. la passë

Exhileration Chants

mohito, martini
blue lagoon sex
strong lager, weak cider
text message text
white boots, black lashes
sweet sound of  a coin
book art sale, free show drink
boing boing boing boing


who pays for the round,
how does is it sound?
go and get changed.
how does it sound?
you pay for the round
go an get changed


Sad Russian. Rude driver
Wang quiet choice 
Fit fingers, free tobacco
Spoon radio noise
Sunday pleasures, gone nightmares
Non aggressive chat
Rainbow vodkas, dolphin disco
Bloody Mary's fat


who pays for the round,
how does is it sound?
go and get changed.
How does it sound?
U pay for the round
go n get changed


who pays for the round,
how does is it sound?
go and get changed.
How does it sound? 
U pay for the round
go n get changed...


Who pays for the round (sunday come down pub song)

My name is a robot but a have heart
I'm made of tin but my senses are sharp
 
Mesmerized by your inner and your outside beauty
It is a robot love call – it is not a booty duty


What did you say in the conversation? That one you had with me
Im sorry I didn’t listen, I looked in your eyes so deep
 
Im sure you can make repetition when ask you to speak
Watching your lips overtakes me - my sense of hearing is weak
 
Maybe one day you say something and I will register it with my ears
For now please write me letters, don’t send them far – I'm near
 
I'm very busy flicking through photo library of you in my brain
I have lots of great notes – and all of them say the same
 
 
My name is a robot but a have heart
I'm made of tin but my senses are sharp
 
Mesmerized by your inner and your outside beauty
It is a robot love call – it is not a booty duty
 
 
Lets do the strong impression of not knowing whats going on
Forget your father's dialect don’t know your mother's tongue
 
Your face makes me deaf  - even the typeface of your name
You talk, I don’t hear - that is my favorite game
 
When you open your mouth I just hear the dolphin sound
The morse coded happiness and all my thought are bound
 
When I watch you walk away I call your name with my eyes
Next time we will not chat for even longer – avoir my  mute lover - bye bye


My name is a robot but a have heart
I'm made of tin but my senses are sharp
 
Mesmerized by your inner and your outside beauty
It is a robot love call – it is not a booty duty

Ania & amateurs