Parade Des Séducteurs

Plaisir du latex, séduction de gentleman, soft porn hip-hop

Fétichisme Du Caoutchouc

Rendez-vous galant, dégustation de liqueurs prestigieuses, observations des pépées

Bonsoir Mademoiselle

hit the beehive running with a high five
run for cover don't bother me
formalities is a waste of your time
wasting time out of mind
I can't talk free

hide in a broom closet
invite your closest friends
in the end though
find yourself sittin all alone
thinking who's that no
thinking who's that no

who's that knocking at my door?
who's that knocking at my door?

magpie magpie what'd you got to tell?
I fell through purgatory felt like hell
magpie magpie what'd you got to tell?
I fell through purgatory felt like hell

all gone down the rabbit hole
swimming with ideas
sounded grounded at first 
punch drunk all the time
stay around, say you'll be around

pick up on lonely days
where you going in your smoky haze?

she said "i'm going to top, top of the hill 
and find myself a stream
i'm gonna lay beside it, find a dream
listen to the wind/water

and if a leaf lands on my head dead
is it worse the wear?

I'll crush it in my hand
and send it off with dirt
it'll land where it began and grow again  
it'll land where it began and grow again  
it'll land where it began and grow again"

Magpie Picnic

Nothing You Can Say Part 3

Strangeways Live @ Dry Live

4 album "Primitivo"
last album of the series incosciente

Cows

This is an old school sounding song recorded with my Grandpas guitar and tape echo recorder.

Lyrics:

Drive On

You could fit so much more in the trunk
If your life wasn’t so full of junk
Limit that stuff to a bottom drawer
Pull some before you cram in more…….Drive On

Yell and scream all day
Loose your voice
Find your way…….Drive On 

Brake into the corners
Then give it some gas
Fly by the memories
Before they pass
Drive on on…….Drive On

You say you’ll take the bullet
Its faster than the train
Well I’ll take neither
I’d rather go insane…….Drive On 

Keep on kicking with those feet
I'm safe here in the passengers seat
………Drive On  

western folk, cowboy folk


Drive On

This is a barren little number featuring my friend William Joersz on the Stand-Up Bass. 

Lyrics:

Lonely never sets sail without me
Sad times I walked out your door
And wandered back in line

So I try a few things
But nothing comforts me

Digging a hole 
The most devoted friend 
I’ve come to know 

So I keep trying more things
But nothing can comfort me

That hideaway
From the storm
Never comes to be 




A Desert Island Song


" I ain't got the blues no more I said " En palabras del Captain beefheart presentamos el primer tema de Strange Brew , aperitivo o plato fuerte del inminente y primer disco que aun se esta meditando con calma chicha .

Contentina&jilguero se preparan para volar ....


Cows

Contentina & Jilguero

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