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Zombies!
05:05
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Zombies!
Ooh baby!
They're coming for me
He wants my head, he is undead
Don't give no head, his face is red
Ate a cheek, scream don't speak
Sprung a hole, body leak
Freak!
Misunderstood poetry, lost in the world
Everyone's destiny
Two bodies lay, two people lie
Big-box highway under the broken sky
Are you ready to die?
He fell down to the ground
They shot him down
Down on the ground
He doesn't make a sound
You fell down to the ground
I shot you down
They shot us down
We don't make a sound
I said I'm on the fucking ground
I fell down to the ground
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2. |
Blue Sabbath
03:08
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3. |
Three Strings
02:02
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4. |
Black & Blonde (demo)
03:31
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Your hair is black & blonde
You know how to turn me on
You are so soft & wet
You are my Joan Jett
You always catch me by surprise
I like to look in your eyes
Temptation causes sinsation
We were on a forested trail
On the run from a super jail
Took a rest-stop at a tent
Didn't know I could pitch a tent
All I talked about was your hair
And how it is genetically rare
For a moment you thought, "is he serious?"
For a moment you thought, "is he dumb?"
Prince turned on "Delirious"
And I remembered how to make you come
Your hair is black & blonde
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5. |
Il neige
02:46
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Oh, where will you be when you're with me?
You're in my space
You are with me till the end
I want to make sure you understand that I'm a man
Pourquoi je prends tant de plaisir quand je te verrai fuir?
Les flocons sont meilleurs
Ma tête est toujours ailleurs
Va te faire voir ailleurs!
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6. |
Touring You
04:13
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Your body is a road map
But I can’t read it
Your eyes are headlights
But I’m your deer, my dear, to my surprise
Your face is like an atlas
But under your cover is just a guestlist
But I’m not hip so I’m not on your checklist
My love is a demo that is unsolicited
In two days, I have to make a decision
Am I going to make an incision in your life?
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7. |
Stress Blues
05:12
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All my little plans & schemes
Lost like some forgotten dreams
Seems that all I really was doing was waiting for love
Just like little girls and boys
Playing with their little toys
Seems that all they really were doing was waiting for love
No need to be alone, it's real love
From this moment on I know
Exactly where my life will go
Seems that all I really was doing was waiting for love
Thought I'd been in love before
But in my heart I wanted more
Seems like all I really was doing was waiting for love
No need to be afraid, it's real love
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9. |
Baltimore
02:40
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Baltimore is the place he was born and the place he was gonna' stay
Till he met the girl from around the way
Now he don't know what to say
She was the man with the plan way down in LA
Till she met the boy from around the way
Now she just don't know what to say
He moved up there just to touch her hair and look in her eyes
Now he's in for a big surprise
Now she knows what to say
He threw everythin' to the wind because he loved her so
Watch her puckered lips blow him away
Watch him go
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11. |
Oh Sleep!
06:12
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Somethin'
Oh sleep! Won't you slay me?
Won't you let me be?
All I can do is weep
I'm so tired of sheep
I just want to leap up away to the sea
I no longer want to see
Blinded by your beauty
Mourning draws, you walk by
Secretly, I open my eye
Joining me at the side
Sharing kisses your lips are my guide
I'm lost in a pink wave
Memories cut like a New Wave
Mona Lisa cut in half
I'd give everything just to watch you laugh
I've spent the last 7 years kissing a tarot card
Because it was on your palm the night I played for you.
The neon burners illuminated my eyelids
And wept away the summer tears.
Summer, a time of suffering,
A time when purpose and routine are replaced by wildness,
An unbridled wildness that shows no appreciation for safety.
Sweetly calling upon the fishwomen
To drag me down to the blackened depths of the high lonesome.
Saccharine blondes open up my heart
To the delicate nature of conversation.
Eyes-within-eyes gazing strongly,
I've found a friend in a mirror.
This is my prayer to the fainthearted.
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Baggypantsrich Baltimore, Maryland
Baggypantsrich is an inspired singer-songwriter with a flair for glam and an ear for melody. His songs are plaintive rockers with glistening lyrics. His live show merges grace with raw energy.
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