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An Evening at the X...'s
01:02
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Amongst the living
Is where we're going to start
Like a dog in a restaurant
I've just learnt how to bark and bark and bark
Is this electricity?
Or just conspiracy?
A plot with no surprises
A film with no joy or love
Trying to get away from
Paris heat and confine
In my mind, in my mind, until I see the one in white
I'm alright, I'm alright until I see the one in white
An evening, an evening at the X...'s
An evening at the X...'s
An evening at the X...'s
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And this is what I saw
Amongst the flora and fauna
That's nature sir
But some of us can fly
Gripping the metal between my legs
Lofting above to outer space
That's not natural sir
But some of us do try
The roses of Bagatelle Gardens
Off the beaten track is where it all happens
The roses of Bagatelle Gardens
And you've pricked yourself
Well accidents happen
Sometimes, if you get too close
Or you stray too far
From the Holy Ghost
or Spirit whatever we call it
Reason, reason's not your friend
Aspirations gone, because I couldn't comprehend
Or see, the world, around me
The roses of Bagatelle Gardens
Off the beaten track is where it all happens
The roses of Bagatelle Gardens
And you've pricked yourself
Well accidents happen
Accidents happen
Accidents happen sometimes
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Too much water and its consequences
And I lose my mind and you smash my defenses
Out under the trees in a shady place
A swing of your arm and it stings my face
Now everyone can be seen, everyone can observe
Everyone's a voyeur, everyone's a pervert
Heaven's looking down and God is above
Panoptic everywhere, but my thoughts are my own
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False Starts
00:52
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A pick up from the floor, was it what you thought?
I'm going to tell you what to think
Question, response, I'll ask you just once
I'm waiting for subservience
A frisson some energy, go on impress me
Impressive works so hard to do
Reason, just tell me, if this makes you happy
A focussed mind will push on through
False starts
I'm rushing through the door
At the wrong time
And I'm coming up for more
A poor impression of what I was
I don't mind the pressure, 'cos I'm better
Ready from the start, and I'll push until we're apart
I don't mind, I don't mind, when we start, I don't mind yeah.
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The Photographs
01:16
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Show the detail, no hiding
Perfected by film and lighting
Give me black and white, take the colour
Give me art, give me hurt, give me culture
You won't get more than one, you won't get more than one son
You won't get more than one, you won't get more than one son
Well isn't this, isn't this what we've always done since the start, since the start
What the difference is, tell me your differences
Take the science out and now we call it art
You won't get more than one, you won't get more than one son
You won't get more than one, you won't get more than one son
See the image, see the photograph
A modern view, if it makes you laugh
Extraordinary, with a chequered past
But there's no hiding from a photograph
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An Expiatory Sacrifice
01:32
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Welled up
Flash talk
Back's up
Confidence
Looking in
Projecting out
I sin every day
Face up
Staring back
Trembling
Just want to chat
Cut it out
I cut if off
I sin every day
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The Fitting Room
00:50
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In the fitting room
I'll chop my dick right off
And three's a crowd
But it's better when you're around
Measure and play
Pain on display
In the fitting room
I'll lay down all my will
Gratitude and say thank you
I'll do it 'cos you told me to
In the fitting room
The fitting room.
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In the Bathroom
01:23
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Everything I see's alright
'Cos I know something
Got to have it clean and right
Or it's not nothing
I don't want to pause
I don't want to stop
In the bathroom
When you think you've seen it all
We'll be having some fun
In the bathroom
Ideas all shot and I don't want you
We'll be falling in love
In the bathroom
Fucking on the floor like it's fashion
Falling in love just passion
Wasn't even his fault
He just got up in something wrong
When he gets home
It's like he's not even there
In the bathroom
When you think you've seen it all
We'll be having some fun
In the bathroom
Ideas all shot and I don't want you
We'll be falling in love
In the bathroom
Fucking on the floor like it's fashion
Falling in love just passion
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The Gothic Chamber
00:55
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I'm hanging from the ceiling
And I know, I'm sure that
God will forgive me
'Cos everyone who hurt me
Was only 'cos I let them
So baby now it's your turn
Von Frey, vers le bas a vous
Manacles, candles, needles
Manacles, candles, needles
Tell me when the sun sets
So I can leave behind
Tell me when you cum so
So I can tick that box
Recess of the mind mind
And what I want to be
God is fine with
With what I want to be
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I'm coming up so buckle up for your safety
Don't rock the boat, sail smooth like gravy
Maybe once or twice, feeling light
We'll go crazy, your shit don't phase me
I don't get dazed easily, I go for days
We don't play cause we're not some daisies
I love some Jay-Z's, really love Ye's
An architect and broken heart like 808
Three old fates from way back, they overrated
Just jaded, I was shaking with anticipation
Said I got a destiny, destined to be forever loved and hated
But I got aggravated, stopped making progress
Stackin up rhymes in a brain layered with sawdust
Got rusty, thought lustily
About busty babes with joint custody
Can't just be me, with a MILF fantasy so
I'll be on the beach painting pictures on my easel
Take the pictures home and Fast Five like Vin Diesel
Readjust the flagpole find a bunch of tadpoles
Had to blow my nose so that they'll never find an egg home
But everything resolves itself
Bring change like ice age, frozen
Waves break like I change flows and
I'm on a roll, this boy is golden
I'm the pound for pound champ, I'll punch a hole in the ozone
Causing global warming and result in super storming
Weather institute recently issued me a warning
The art of instigation began with a gesture
Top notch trolls, get the most not the lesser
I'm impressed by the moral bankruptcy
Point of view shifts like gears in a Humvee
Old Presidents rotating like they deceased
But you think you're too deep for me? Please
Your rust is frightening, but it's exciting
Because lightning's going to strike all the life from me
And I was swiped from the tree prematurely
Never got ripe but it might be a stroke of gen-
ious, regardless, I must discard this
Reward is flawed thus,
My reason for living
Is really deceiving, my lungs compress
Just so we can keep breathing
And everything resolves itself
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