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Squeeze Rock - Zungazeng
02:04
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I walked up to a little girl one day.
I thought I could just say something funny.
As I got close she looked my way.
I just stood still while the radio played:
“Zunguzungunguzunguzeng”
I hope my eyes don’t say what I’m thinking.
She might flip, I won’t even get a fling.
I sweat puddles and feel that I’m sinking.
While the voice on the radio sings:
“Zunguzungunguzunguzeng”
I got the courage with my feet on the ground.
Our summer skin had been slightly browned.
On sun soaked sand we dance around.
My voice erupted with this simple sound:
“Zunguzungunguzunguzeng”
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one-two, one-two
zungguzung guguzung
zungguzung guguzeng
zungguzung guguzung
zungguzung guguzeng
King Yellowman in imagination land
King Yellowman and the rooster command
Prairie up pilgrims in the imagination land
When evolution echoes in the desert
Howling remains in the stardust theater
King Yellowman and the rooster command
Prairie up pilgrims in the imagination land
Spin the record like unzipping blue jeans zippers
We like a little boom boom Ziggy Stardust theater
King Yellowman and the rooster command
Prairie up pilgrims in the imagination land
When evolution echoes in the dessert
Howling remains in the stardust theater
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Lil Nay - Lost You
03:21
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It's like a harp with the leg cut off
I think I lost you
And now the air begins to fog
I think I lost you
I should write you down
Tell me what you have to say
I didn't notice
I really ought to write you off
But I want you
And now my heart begins to fog
I forgot that
I should write you down
Tell me what you have to say
I didn't know this
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QUACK QUACK QUACK QUACK QUACK
ROOOOOOAR ROOOOOOAAAAAAAAR
OUUUUIOOOOH OUUUUUUUIOOOOOH
AREEEROOOOOOO AREEEROOOOOO
IH-IH-IH-IH-IH-IH-IH-IH-IH-IH-IH-IH-IH-IH
RIHRIH RHIRIH
MMMMOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
EEEEEEEEEWEE EEEEWWEEEEEEE
HEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE
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John Bragg - The Scene
04:30
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so give up and stop going out
the scene is hardly worth it
how long do you think you'll last
before you're back out in it
your heart's a gutter
it flows then dries like water
you thought you needed a fuck
instead you needed a lover
and probably a father
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Bolo Punch - Zunguzeng
04:46
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How long has it been no one can say
I wanted to stare but I looked away
I dreamed your dreams and you dreamed mine
In the end we had to decline
in the time before I was here
I know that You wished that you could disappear
Now that I'm here and you want to stay
I'm Sad to say that I'm going away
I'll be back again and again
And it makes no sense to ask me when
When you Add these things up and divide by two
You begin to understand my point of view.
ZunguZungGuGuZungguZeng
ZunguZunguZungGuGuZunguZeng
ZunguZungGuGuZungguZeng
ZunguZunguZungGuGuZunguZeng
It's not a question of what or how
It's not a question of crosses or cows
It's as frightening as you care to think
We're trapped here right on the brink
ZunguZungGuGuZungguZeng
ZunguZunguZungGuGuZunguZeng
ZunguZungGuGuZungguZeng
ZunguZunguZungGuGuZunguZeng
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Already lost at early bright
Shakes off the crisp of enduring night
Dazzled and dazed by how strange it is
That a thought could exist that was truly his
Snuff out the morning before the evening comes
Bury the sunshine beating on twilight's drums
LaLaLaLaLaLaLaLa I can't wait for tomorrow
Bystanders stand by in the mid-day sun
Witness to a stickup with a watergun
Bandit calls out as he gets away
"It's only play money, anyway!"
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My name is midnight, my name is cold bones and whispers.
My name is night-thoughts, call me the color kisser.
My eyes are streetlights, shadows, mosaic mirrors.
My mind of wet-winds, spitting shiny terrors.
Doo doo doo, you know it’s how I roll…
Superpowers in small hours, you know it’s how I roll...
Next to crumpled cardboard, a patch of alley flowers.
The limping legs that, measure city blocks into hours.
Smoking circles round bus stop pageant contestants,
A bag of brain-juice, to help create and imagine.
Doo doo doo, you know it’s how I roll…
Superpowers in small hours, you know it’s how I roll...
In subway echoes and Broadway battles,
that make the doors slam and windows rattle.
Superpowers in the smallest hours,
reciting rainstorms from the dollhouse tower.
Doo doo doo, you know it’s how I roll…
Superpowers in small hours, you know it’s how I roll...
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