1. |
Don't Forget
02:45
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Telling yourself again
You're looking for a haven
In the sea of misfortune
Uncharted sea of misfortune
*Don't forget
Sunshine will find you, I bet...
Asking yourself again
That dark tunnel you're hiding
Is it about to cave in?
It is about to cave in!
I ask you once again
Is that even called living?
Why to waste your time when
You can be all giving 'n' taking
*Don't forget
Sunshine will find you, I bet
Don't forget
This won't end up to be your death
This life
whether it's long
or just a while
you must live it
until you die
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2. |
Ariel
04:14
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You’re here again
Now see me, how I hide myself
Under this pointless act of cool
It’s me, I’m made of glass
a window with a humdrum view
If I was a mirror you might take a look
*What would it change?
‘Cause it’s too obvious
We get together
Only in dreams
Ariel
You’re near again
But how real is the distance between
Once I made up my mind and closed this case of you
You appear and I’m on that crime again
I try not to look while I keep a watch on every move
Then I see you leave with someone else
*Nothing has changed
And it’s still obvious
We get together
only in dreams
Ariel
It’s clear again
Me, I’m always only a friend
Ariel
It’s like the real thing
To love in a dream
It’s like a real fling
In love with unreal
Ariel
I still feast on the ideal I built, the idea of you
I'll starve, but it’s better than to tell
If I can’t win why should I even make that move
I never lose, already keen to my own hell
*Cause nothing will change
Since it’s so obvious
We'll get together
only in dreams
Ariel
I’ll never tell
how real it feels to me
Ariel
Nothing is real
It's not real
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3. |
Blue Citroen
03:59
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Eating french fries, out in the night time
I'm waiting for you
It's been a long day, I've gone a long way
I'm waiting for you
Fingers stiff, cold shivers running down my spine
I'm waiting for you
Last sunbeam lights up my cigarette and the first raindrop puts it out
And I'm waiting for you
*When will you take me
on the dark road with you
The Blue Citroen
Come on! Take me there!
I don't mind the rain, I can stand the pain
when I'm waiting for you
It's been a long day, I'm only halfway
I'm waiting for you
Watching gleaming headlights passing by
I'm waiting for you
I see the end of my cigarrette, too many hours soon take me out
And I'm waiting for you
*When will you take me
on the dark road with you
The Blue Citroen
Come on! Take me there!
I've waited so long...
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4. |
Shanghai '69
04:23
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From Tallinn to Spain
From summer heat to pouring rain
I sailed only to find you...
I
was sixteen and I was
thrown out from the door
I Didn't wanna mop
my step dads floor
I
was loafing at the port
when it started to rain
I sneaked into a ship
it was start of the trip
Shanghai ´69
(it was the year, it was the place, when I saw your face...)
Then, days became weeks
and weeks became months
South China Sea
what a place to be
And I saw you
at the port of Huangpo
didn't believe you could care
just some white kid coming there
your intentions were sheer:
Sweet orange and mango
Opium and tango
*Shanghai ´69
It's where I met you, it's where I let you... It's where I let you go
Didn't ask your name, Oh, I didn't want to sound so lame
I thought that it was just a game, and you would've felt the same like I did
So I sailed away from you, trough the sound of Huangpo, but still
you're a tattoo in my arm, I still taste your tiger balm!
*Shanghai ´69
It's where I met you, It's where I let you... It's where I let you go
It's where I met you
And then I let you go
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5. |
Laundry Day
03:57
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Strawberry stains
On my white shirt (remind me of wound)
They were shot by a rifle, it was a rifle of love
Didn't wear no vest, bullet bursted my chest
On the floor I'm lying,
I think I'm dying
It's such a drag, with this worn out wash tag
I'm lost and won't be found and now I'm...
Rolling with the laundry
I'm soaking during the fall
I'm spinning during the springtime
I'm drying under the sky
It's suffocating and I'm soaking
Alone to, longing to, heading to something better
Got your attention
Through the shutter reflection
Soft bleached affection
Take that cart and put me back to...
Rolling with the laundry
I'm soaking throughout the fall
I'm spinning during the springtime
I'm drying under the sky
No matter what colour we are
We're all full of stains
We all need love, wash me with love
Wash me, touch me,
Sling me, thrill me
Cleanse me, sense me
Bleach me, teach me...
I'm rolling with the laundry
I'm soaking throughout the fall
I'm spinning during the springtime
I'm drying under the sky
Under the sky
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6. |
Candy March
06:09
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You left this book
open, unended
It hurts to turn the page
It hurts to stay still
You left this record
skipping all alone
It hurts to lift the needle
It hurts to lay ill
I met you in March
Sweet candy March
*We had one month
that turned me inside out
We had one month
that turned me upside down
You left this book
open, unended
It hurts to burn the pages
and it hurts to carry on!
Met you in March
Sweet candy March
*We had one month
that turned me inside out
We had one month
that turned me upside down
Inside out.
Upside down.
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Plastic Tones Helsinki, Finland
Coming Up Shows:
11.4. Tokyo Nakano, Moonstep
12.4. Nagoya,
Huckfinn
13.4. Tsuyama, Akakabetei
14.4. Hiroshima, Conquest
15.4. Osaka, Club Stomp
17.4. Kyoto, Submarine
19.4. Yokkaichi, Vortex
20.4. Tokyo Shimokitazaw, A Livehaus
21.4. Tokyo Shinokubo, Earthdom
27.4. Helsinki, Lepakkomies
23.5. Stockholm, Kafe 44
24.5. Uppsala, Kulturhuset Femman
25.5. Umeå
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