[Verse 1]
Bugatti, the black one
Moussaieff Red Diamond
Pivetta Opera One
Fusaichi Pegasus
Oscar de la Renta
Falcon Supernova
Nu couché, Nu couché
History Supreme
 
[Chorus]
At the end of the day
Everything you chase
Runs away, they say
Everything you chase
Runs away
So I sit on the steps
Drink an iced tea or two
While I wait for things
To come out of the blue
At the end of the day
Everything you chase
Everything you chase
Runs away
Everything you chase
Runs away
Everything you chase
Runs away
 
[Verse 2]
Château Lafite Rothschild
Black Beluga Caviar
Patek Philipp in steel
Siberian Samoyed
Banwa Private Island
Rhein 1, Rhein 2
Things ain't what they seem

[Chorus]
At the end of the day
Everything you chase
Runs away, they say
Everything you chase
Runs away
So I sit on the steps
Drink an iced tea or two
While I wait for things
To come out of the blue
At the end of the day
Everything you chase
Everything you chase
Runs away
Everything you chase
Runs away
Everything you chase
Runs away
 
[Verse 3 / Rap]
Paris into Singapore and Tel Aviv
Valentino on my body, Charles De Gualle in CDG
Know I splurge exotic, but you thought it was a BNB
In an old school caddy wagon but you know I keep it clean
What this Prada did to me, it’s why I won’t drive in limousines
Gucci on my eyes, can’t identify identity
I’m wanting all amenities, I’m cultured from the 70’s
There’s diamonds in the centerpiece, you’ll probably want a set of these, damn
You seeming kinda low, how you change like we ain’t gotta know?
Gotta piece this shit together, we ain’t really have the dough
So I seen the spark, and I seen the fire go
 
[Chorus]
At the end of the day
Everything you chase
Runs away, they say
Everything you chase
Runs away
So I sit on the steps
Drink an iced tea or two
While I wait for things
To come out of the blue
At the end of the day
Everything you chase
Everything you chase
Runs away
Everything you chase
Runs away
Everything you chase
Runs away

Bowie Feat. Erick The Architect

Baybaybae

Felizitas

You got a real Warhol on your wall but no real friend that you could call
You own old first edition books, you don’t read them, it’s just for the looks
They know your name at the Ritz Paris, they don’t like you at the Ritz Paris
You got a Benz AMG GT but you’ve never driven to the sea
You light your cigars with Benjamins, dirty hands despite the ruby rings
You date legal teens and beauty queens but you don’t know what real love means

After The Beep

[Verse 1]
You know a lot, you are well read
You look good with a cigarette
You buy me things that I don’t need
Like that coat made of Harris Tweed

[Chorus]
You are like a hologram
You shine but you’re an empty man
Still miss the boy you used to be
Might be delusion
Poor silly me
Why
Why
Why
Why 
Why
Why I still love you
Why I still love you
Why I still love you
I don’t know

[Bridge]
Bah, bah, bah, bah
Bah, bah, bah, bah
Bah, bah, bah, bah
Bah, bah, bah, bah

[Verse 2]
What I want is deeper, though 
Hard to put in words, you know
Something like we had before
You let greed through the back door

[Chorus]
You are like a hologram
You shine but you’re an empty man
Still miss the boy you used to be
Might be delusion
Poor silly me
Why
Why
Why
Why 
Why
Why I still love you
Why I still love you
Why I still love you
I don’t know

[Outro]
I don’t know
I don’t know
I don’t know
I don’t know why
I don’t know
I don’t know
I don’t know
I don’t know why
I don’t know
I don’t know
I don’t know
I don’t know why

(I Don't Know, I Don't Know, I Don't Know)

Weeping Pine, oh, Weeping Pine
Weeping Pine, I hope you’re fine
In this world full of angry axes that wanna bring you down

Weeping Pine, oh, Weeping Pine
Weeping Pine, I hope you’re fine
In this world full of angry axes that wanna bring you down

Weeping Pine, oh, Weeping Pine
Weeping Pine, I hope you’re fine
In this world full of angry axes that wanna bring you down

Weeping Pine, oh, Weeping Pine
Weeping Pine, I hope you’re fine
In this world full of angry axes that wanna bring you down

Wanna
Wanna bring you down, bring you down, bring you down, the axes
Wanna bring you down, bring you down, bring you down
Bring you down, bring you down, bring you down, the axes
Bring you down, bring you down, bring you down

Weeping Pine

Life’s a game
Unfair rules
Often lame
Life’s a game
Unfair rules
Often lame
Life’s a game
Unfair rules
Often lame
Just a few pull the strings in the grand scheme of things

Tell me if you’d help me find out
Why were driving from here
Those reasons why
(Talk to me)
We still collide
(Every)

Everything lasts forever
We’re in an eternal play
‘Cause life’s a game
Unfair rules
Often lame
Life’s a game
Unfair rules
Often lame
Life’s a game
Unfair rules
Often lame
Just a few pull the strings in the grand scheme of things
Life’s a game
Unfair rules
Often lame
Life’s a game
Unfair rules
Often lame
Life’s a game
Unfair rules
Often lame
Just a few pull the strings in the grand scheme of things

We just needed a moment
It was just us
You took it too far
I just needed time to find
Pieces of myself
Out the line
Of compromise

Million lights of the metropole dazzle my small town soul
Life’s a game
Unfair rules
Often lame
Life’s a game
Unfair rules
Often lame
Life’s a game
Unfair rules
Often lame
Life’s a game

I’m just taking a moment to look outside the window

The noise of the streets, the factories
All I want is a little peace
All I want is a little peace
The noise of the streets, the factories
All I want is a little peace
All I want is a little peace

To say that I’m surprised
That would be a lie

Everything Feat. dreamcastmoe

Sonor Music Editions unveil another mega-rarity from the renowned Sermi Records vaults from obscurity: composer and saxophone player Sandro Bugnolini’s Freedom Jazz suite - originally released as a part of the fourth installment of the iconic Intermezzi library series recorded in the late 1960s.

The whole suite recalls black counter-culture with free jazz arrangements signed by Maestro Brugnolini and improvisations performed by legendary musicians such as Gato Barbieri on tenor saxophone, Giovanni Tommaso on bass, and Franco Tonani on drums.

FREEDOM JAZZ

Sandro Brugnolini - FREEDOM JAZZ

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Toy Soldiers

Sirens of Lesbos are a group of singers, lyricists, instrumentalists and creatives from Bern, Switzerland who are about the revive and modernize the Worldbeat genre with their eclectic and groove-led approach. They draw on diverse backgrounds and upbringings to create an irresistible melting pot of sound. Releasing on their own self-titled label, their music is fast attracting fans far and wide, from BBC 1Xtra’s Jamz Supernova, to BBC 6 Music’s Nemone, to Worldwide FM’s Gilles Peterson and Beats 1’s Ebro Darden.

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