1. |
Regular striped song
02:05
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Easy
that's what a punk rock song is supposed to be
three chords
lined up in sequence
like the best band in world
Love themes
we write about 'em when we've nothing to say
One chord
it was a wonder such a long time ago
We're all black-striped shirted
and white-striped haired
codes that we still
obey
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2. |
Dry lips
02:38
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I was covered with gold
i was coveder with coal
velvet under my nose
poisoned glove
Lipstick seemed to dissemble
what to world was so patent
passion was like a windmill
still i feel
Dry lips
and a fucked up tongue
still i have
dry lips
and a fucked up youth
back then
Had been thinking about growth
had been thinking about soul
nothing more than a big black thorne
bitter glow
Those black eyes, my black eyed head
which to world was so patent
passion was like a windmill
still i feel
Dry lips
and a fucked up tongue
still i have
dry lips
and a fucked up youth
back then
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3. |
Berlin
02:48
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And it's hard to walk
I can't trample lines
cause the tiles on the floor
have to fit my size
it looks I do odd things
to maintain control
cause I'm hearing voices
telling me what to do and what don't
Mate, you can see what you want
you can see what I'm not
just trying to do no wrong
mate, you can see what to want
you can see what i'm not
and it' still the fuckin same
Mate, you can see what you want
you can see what I'm not
and it's still the same
mate, you can see what to want
you can see what i'm not
and it's still the same
Well,
I don't care about nothing
I like the way you don't care
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4. |
Music
02:20
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5. |
Blurred blue world
01:46
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Blurred blue world
serax to gain control
cocaine, a saviour
once more
we're going straight to the hell
of kinky boredom and posering
so let's run into the void
let's go
with sarcasm by our side we're out of time
so let's walk across the void
juke box
air one of my favorite songs or i will die
Dazed blue world
Luvox, my mind is blown
whiskey, lift me up
once more
we're going
straight to the hell
of kinky boredom and posering
so let's run into the void
let's go
with sarcasm by our side we're out of time
so let's walk across the void
juke box
air one of my favorite songs or i will die
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6. |
Patrols of the night
02:38
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Brave patrols of the night
no weak fear of the fight
against drains' rats
A promenade with car
just going not too far
we're out of gas
Be clever don't mess up with us
or you will get caught by the fuzz
if we haven't had our daily sweet
well, you might take its place indeed
You've said you haven't drunk
d'you think i'm a douchebag?
Oops, sorry, engineer
We're round the corner's fright
surrounded by blue lights,
need a laced coffee
Be clever don't mess up with us
or you will get caught by the fuzz
if we haven't had our daily sweet
well, you might take its place indeed
You don't have to say anything
all you'll say we'll be used against you
your father, your ma, grandpa, relatives
you don't have to say anything
Be clever don't mess up with us
or you will get caught by the fuzz
if we haven't had our daily sweet
well, you might take its place indeed
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7. |
Hiding in the coat
02:38
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Every night
i walk through my sins
looking for a light
praying for windows
with the whitest bride
Analysed
the couples on my path
they're petrified
like they'd seen
a million thousand eyes
I'll never show
what these eyes are longing for
some savage love
buried under garbage hoard
I'll never show
fleshy glimpses turn me on
they'll never know
'cause i'm hidden in my coat
Here's the night
I see their every move
my own delight
praying for sordid visions
in plain sight
Analysed
the couples on my path
they're petrified
like they'd seen
a million thousand eyes
I'll never show
what these eyes are longing for
some savage love
buried under garbage hoard
I'll never show
fleshy glimpses turn me on
they'll never know
'cause i'm hidden in my coat
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8. |
Gettin' started
02:51
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9. |
Age of majority
03:02
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So you can't stand me now
i'm sorry, i don't feel
that safe in my new regular shoes
if you can't stand me now
i'm sorry, have to leave
i just love the darkness of my room
No i don't
belong to the age of majority
a deadly smothered stage of
rebellion
and plans for silly lives we'll never get
it's just a permanent decay
So you can't stand me now
i'm sorry, i can't climb
desires made of million thousands stairs
i have to leave you now
i'm sorry, have to care
of the dreams i had as a young man
No i don't belong
to the age of majority
a deadly smothered stage of
rebellion
and plans for silly lives we'll never get
it's just a permanent decay
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10. |
Making money
03:17
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Sun
is shining high
and i can't stand
the pain
Like
a statue of salt
i will melt
away
And soon
tomorrow comes
nights are so short
We paint our windows
with the sun
no shades
Life
is now a day of unremit -ting rain
And soon
tomorrow comes
all dreams gone
So
tomorrow comes
all dreams gone
Well, i've got money, i've got money
for the kids at school
i'm making money, making money
and forgetting youth
And i've got money, i've got money
for another drink
I'm using money, using money
to buy company
Oh awful me
What's
the point of waking up
oh e - very day?
I
just pay attention to my un - derwear
Too soon
tomorrow comes
nights are so
short
Tomorrow comes
my dreams gone
Well, i've got money, i've got money
for the kids at school
i'm making money, making money
and forgetting youth
And i've got money, i've got money
for another drink
I'm using money, using money
to buy company
Oh awful me
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The Twerks Sesto San Giovanni, Italy
Formed in 2013 by the Wonderful Chuck Cardinale, who moved to China immediately after, TWERKS is a 3 piece powerpop/punkrock band strongly influenced by the sounds from late 60's to late 90's including members and ex-members of bands of the italian underground scene such as Nerd Follia, Radio Days, Andy's Donutz and LaCorte ... more
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