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Love Power
03:08
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Love power. I'm talking about love power.
The power of a sweet flower is gonna rule the earth.
And there'll be a great rebirth.
Love is a flower that is fine.
When I'm walkin' with my darlin' and we're holding hands,
and life is fine, 'cause she understands.
'A walking down the sunny street
givin' pretty flowers to the people that we meet.
And I give a flower to the big fat cop,
he takes his club and he beats me up.
I give a flower to the garbage man,
he stuffs my girl in the garbage can.
And I give it to the landlord, when the rent comes 'round.
He throws it in the toilet and he flush it down.
It goes into the sewer with the yuck running through her,
And it runs into the river that we drink.
Hey world, you stink!
Ah, man it's later than you think
Girl you got just one more chance.
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I've got the blues in my fingertips, baby.
I've got the blues down to my toes.
I've got the blues in my fingertips, baby.
I've got the blues down to my toes.
I've got the blues in my bloodstream.
I've got the blues and it never goes.
You know I got the blues now baby, I tell you that's no lie.
I just want to love and hold you baby until the day I die.
But I've got the blues in my fingertips, I got the blues down to my toes.
This dark and lonely feeling, just makes me want to love you more.
I've got the blues in my fingertips.
I've got the blues down to my toes.
I've got the blues in my fingertips.
I've got the blues down to my toes.
I've got the blues in my blooodstream.
I've got the blues and it never goes.
Never goes!
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Love & Hatred
04:08
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Distant memories shrouded in endless misery.
Piercing light, cover your eyes.
Love is a smoke made by the fume of sighs.
Deepest darkness lingering within your very eyes.
Everything lives, everything dies.
Jealousy smears a painting with lies.
Love and hatred.
Is there any difference?
I see no difference but ignorance.
Love and hatred.
The new fragrance for men.
Do it again, do it again, do it again.
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Orange Tree
04:01
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As I walk along this faceless slice of grey
Looking for a place I might like to stay
I ain't got no house to call home
I guess that means I'm out here on my own
I'm out here all alone
Then I saw something, in the corner of my eye.
This longing sight I cannot deny.
A solitary orange tree.
At the edge of my visual periphery.
My visual periphery.
I peeled an orange and I took a bite.
And it tasted like Sunny Delight.
Then I collapsed to the ground.
And I was never, never ever found again.
I was never found again.
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Nothing
01:34
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Hey you, thinking about your life.
Hey you, you've got troubles and strife.
You've got no place to go.
You've got nothing to do.
You're just gonna sit there and cry.
You know that nothing you can do can make it better.
Nothing you can do can make it worse.
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Girl At The Bus Stop
03:54
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I see her everyday, I don't think she ever sees me. If I could only meet her, how happy I would be. But she always takes the number 9, mine's the number 143. And oh, if I could only say hello. I'm really very tempted to follow her to see where she goes.
She's my girl at the bus stop. She's never late, she's always there at eight.
She's very beautiful, most beautiful girl you've ever seen. She's even more lovely than all the girls in my dreams. Cause she's the real thing, I wanna reach out and touch my hair. Sometimes I have to pinch myself to believe she's really there.
And oh, if she would only look my way, oh, if she would only go my way.
And oh, I wish she wouldn't take the number nine, oh, I wish she'd only take the same bus as mine.
She's my girl at the bus stop, and I hope one day that she will go my way.
Please, please, please take the same bus as me.
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Sweet Sugar
02:38
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Sweet sugar, I love you so much
You take me from below to up above
But you're so bad
Oh Oh.
And you're so bad.
Oh Oh.
I think I took too much.
I think I took too much of that stuff.
La la la la la la la la la.
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Slim Hippo Perth and Kinross, UK
Music for desolate souls
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