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hail to the soldiers of desire
hail to the constellations we admire
hail to hare krishna, hail to rome
hail to the little bits by science unknown
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Jive, Zhoro, Jive!
03:02
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Zhoro is a man of his word
Zhoro always does something absurd
he grins and tells you a joke
about the Ottoman yoke
once you meet him you forget your worries
and you're no more in a hurry
let the party go on
from wherever you're from
Zhoro suddenly appears
with 7 or 13 beers
you might think it's all under control
but you've barely scratched the surface at all
Zhoro is now 45
yet still he is potent to jive
let him jive all he want
pass him the bong
there's always a 25% chance
to end up in a proper trance
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3. |
Ready To Shine
02:01
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a pinch of nothingness
might make me caress you
we are molecules of chance
see us dance
a sip from the void
a boy renouncing Pink Floyd
we march on fully synchronised
very much alive
spink sponk bang bong
spink sponk bang bong
rapid transsmissions
of another useless religion
we are perfectly aligned
ready to shine
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4. |
republique de existence
02:18
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C'est une republique de existence
c'est une tragedie de Renaissance
it's pretty thought provoking
and even annoyingly fancy
We parlay de Francais in our minds
when we look for a special design
everything acquires meaning
when it gets to have an image
We sing slightly as we go
and politely we explode
into fine particles with heavy duty
and naughty dreams about coyotes
Go to the desert, have a dessert
go to the tundra, go to the pub
while the world revolves around us
Let us listen to Barry White
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it is time to leave without a trace
it is time to have the void embrace us
no more worries just like rain
the universe is here once again
we go to shambala
again we play sitars & tabla
no desires only mantras
of exclusive before & afters
newspapers beat scizors once more
as we open another door
------ this left unsung----
to lead us in directions divine
to people good with good wine
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6. |
Life's Flow
02:00
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everything you do
everything you're through
politely as we sway
tell me the dreams you have today
don't you be so extreme
give me something to sing
glide as we do
wrap it up and enjoy the view
prepare for winter
buy some clothes
god knows
where life flow goes
simmer your science
jump on the shoulders of giants
paint a yellow sub
with marines on top
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every girl & every boy
have a tendency to be joyous
we must always close our eyes
when hit with surprises
proper behaviour, proper thoughts
isn't that what the prophet thaught us
the jungle will keep its beat
and keep it while we sleep
himalayas, saint tropez
hare krishna, johnie depp
there are many issues on my bed
of a magazine called high people
a few islands after dark
and a couple of joans in the ark
a parisian lullaby for two
is it me is it you
speeding in speeding out
that's what lifes are about
we must always close our eyes
when hit with surprises
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we see through cracks of thoughts
the things that we are not
the things are not
the things they used to be
we are reasonably drunk
and the night smells of romance
and the things are just
the way things should be
come over the borderline
come over the fence
come over
we venture into the dawn
we have breakfast with the unknown
and all things will be in awe
cause we are free
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9. |
Just Get Wild
02:12
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whatever trail you're on
got to make it your own
set your mind on fire and get wild
every human is eccentric to the bone
more the tuba less the trombone
some animals are quite eccentric too
take the flamingo and the kangaroo
outr life is a safari deja vu
so we might just as well enjoy the view
let's sing of mighty elephants
who fill the jungle with romance
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Muses all have wavelengths but a hair long
That's when times make us change the channel
Where parsecs may collide within a furlong
A black hole served in sauce bechamel
An art it is to squeeze words into meanings
that our proud epitomes could not explain
Who are we to indulge in all those feelings
chords might be lost, but melodies regained
Well, supernovas keep on shining
and Casanovas fill the market square
On every string that's pulled there's silver lining
All in reality and fantasy is fair
Thus take the postman, medium's the message
You like it not? Go read some Hermann Hesse!
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chords might be wrong or have more extentions than written
A
Crying from the future,
Calling from the past
Magic is a suture
In a broken cast
E Hm
Too much coincidence (and too often) to deny
C
The possibility of prophecy
The possibility of prophecy
E pedal /min chords chromatic noodlings
Set fire to the future
And put the past to rest
Song is a suture
In a torn down nest
Too much intuition to ignore (perhaps at our peril)
The possibility of prophecy
The possibility of prophecy
[Bridge]
G#m7b5 Gmaj7/6
Preternatural witness
F#msus Emadd2
Calling from an emergency
Haunted by shadows past
Illumined by the urgency
E Hm
Too much coincidence (and too often) to deny
C
The possibility of prophecy
The possibility of prophecy
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12. |
Buffer's Delight
04:00
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13. |
Random Kitchen #2
05:13
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14. |
Fiber Airy
05:51
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