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A.G. Cook - Oohu (Kai Whiston Remix)

PORNOVIOLENCE

Man Burns Self Online

In Colour

The City

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In This Darkness

Leave Everything

Think Twice .

nodbody's enough tendai sample b33t mix 2000

Promises And Dreams

You just might be the essence of another’s dream,
You might just be the cat that got all the cream.
Do what you can to be the man, stay close to who you are,
Breech the shackles that bind until you find the inner workings of your star.

Strong now, free, lyricise your priorities,
Do yourself no harm; don’t shoot up your arm,
Snatch the head rush of the breeze,
Prostrate yourself; fall down upon your knees.
Swear to the sky that you’ll defy,
The helot bound rules made by men,
In the interim years, tragedy and tears,
I will be scourged till then.

Let wisdom become the clarifier in the fog,
The familiar tail wagging of friendly dog.
Kill the fatted cow,
Bring on tomorrow, I think we’re ready now.

The blarney stone’s been kissed; let your inner voice be heard,
Heroes too get scared.
Bare your soul to rock and roll,
Drink from the beggar’s bowl.
You only win if you have dared and shared.

The future does not have to lie in tatters, broken promises and dreams,
You don’t build a nation on your people’s horrid screams.
Or a god’s will; no matter who you perceive him to be,
And His will be done for the sake of all humanity.
Tir Nah Nog exists in the genes of men and descent,
Death, a process of the high office of the firmament,
Ink signed seal of the ankh,
Decadent as a Mont Blanc prince regent.
Standing on the edge of the abyss already looking down,
There’s no point looking back, you cannot turn around.

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Marseilles to Shanghai

Read my lips, I said read my lips,
If you're blind use your fingertips,
The family way, a million miles away,
I'm not smitten by the kitten,
I'm knocking down the barricade,
The palaces made of jade.

From Dublin to Dubai,
Marseilles to sweet Shanghai,
You've got friends in high places,
They're just high-fiveing, self surviving,
Languishing on a bed of airs and graces.

Your world, your world,
I'm going to take it, shake it, break it,
And put it back together again,
Make it fit for purpose and make it fit to live in for humble men.

A measure of our naivety,
perpetuates their obscene proclivity,
Two fingers up, an empty gesture much too late,
Someone somewhere forgot to lock the gate.
Democratic right to vote,
But no helping hand to hold up the overloaded sinking boat.
Repeated quote; no Irish here,
They've turned back to yesteryear.
Fences and walls go up, allay the privileged's fear
Thousands drown while they down Eton mess and wallow in their beer.

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Promises/Marseilles To Shanghai

Promises/Marseilles To Shanghai

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