Founds total 3 songs
On The Way To The Club
On my way to the club. I fell down a hole. All the people there. Said have you come alone. . And I, I just want to be, darling with you. The music's made that way.
On Your Own
Holy man tiptoed his way across the Ganges. The sound of magic music in his ears. Videoed by a bus load of tourists. Shiny shell-suits on and drinking lemonade.
Oily Water
Lead in me and me in water. Dangling in my word. I swallowed too much oily water. It keeps slipping down my spine. . In a sense of self decline. Growing fat on sound.
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