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Mr. 3
03:06
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Hey Boy, this is the last of your twenties' weeks
When You wake up, the knock on the door,
that is Mr 3.
Enjoy boy the last of your twenties weeks
When You wake up, then open the door,
Say 'Hi' to Mr. 3
And remember, when you're sad
there's treasures for you to grab
that you can't reach while you're young
so pass your youth and start the real fun
Hey Boy, wake up, Mr.3!
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2. |
Seen On TV
03:48
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Get's off the train and finds himself
besides a river under the sun
he knows, she won't be waiting here for him
she wants to be found
she hides herself in some place around
She leaves the park bench way before he's there
and sticks a note for him to follow:
Come and meet me under the oak tree!
that's her game of hide and seek
no golden hair, green leaves all he sees
Is this a movie that is done?
What a charming plot she's spun
He's asking everyone:
Have You seen me on TV?
Have you pictured your romantic evening movie?
Inside that's me, and I enacting her dream
He's now the one, who's got the main role
And He's doing best in acting sincere
Walks on the frame of giant film reel.
But will he reach her before she cuts?
Is this the spotlight or the sun?
What a charmin plot she's spun.
He's asking everyone:
Have You seen me on TV?
Have you pictured your romantic evening movie?
Inside that's me, and I enacting her dream
But it is her, she writes the storyboard and she also writes the music score and she knows best directing me into any scene she wants
Every step's a movie playing, Sure, it's never just the words she's saying. I know, what it's worth, but what's the final price I'm paying?
Have You seen me on TV?
Have you pictured your romantic evening movie?
Inside that's me, and I enacting her dream
But it is her, she writes the storyboard and she also writes the music score and she casts me in the biggest role and I've never met one like her before that knows best directing me into any scene she wants
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3. |
Tease You
04:01
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Sweetie, I can tease you but don't ask me to please you,
there's really something wrong in your mind.
Sweetie, I can tease you but don't ask me to please you,
don't waste my time with babysitting you.
You stare at me with your foolish eyes
like I begged my mum when I was five,
you're the favorite of my sandbox pals on childrens' playground
So sorry girl, I run away, need to free myself from your everyday
It's your everyday and I'm bored of
from walking mummys' girl around that's spending daddies money
and if you think that's very cool girl, you should call your teddy 'honey'
Tease you, please you, but there's really something wrong in your mind
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4. |
But Time
03:58
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I have grown up in a time
where cars got broken by my childish fights
the skies where travelled by my wooden small toys
with red and yellow blinking round lights
take off, get up, I want nothing more
Look up into the sky, that is me smiling there
sit on my wooden toys and fly
Look up into the sky, that is me smiling there
doing nothing more
than running back in time
Now that I’m grown up in a time
where couples always seem, they hook up online
airplanes are cutting the skies into tiles
and a are leaving my dad wondering
what this is all about
take off..
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5. |
Stay
04:28
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We stayed frozen through those times
From this moment we collide
With a warmth that tears and rends
Until our hearts can beat again
Long ago we made a choice
To be still in form and voice
It was safer just to wait
Holding tight an eons break
Alive- you and me
Fight our charming enemies
As a test of our beliefs
Will you stay and hold me back?
If I lose sight of the track
Will you hold out at the gate?
Until I make my own escape
Will you still take my hand?
If at my touch you turn to sand
Will you stay and hold me back?
Will you stay?
Walking tall right in between
Smiles with hatred in beneath
Waiting for the smallest flaw
That will be their final straw
Alive you and me
Fight our charming enemies
Wether we win or lose
I know, which side I'll choose
Will you stay and hold me back?
If I lose sight of the track
Will you hold out at the gate?
Until I make my own escape
Will you still take my hand?
If at my touch you turn to sand
Will you stay and hold me back?
Will you stay?
A thousand with stone hearts
Are all that can be seen
And still hand in hand
we are walking in between
When we are held in thrawl by the fear that they induce
And when there hands are reaching in
caressing to seduce
Will you stay and hold me back?
If I lose sight of the track
Will you hold out at the gate?
Until I make my own escape
Will you still take my hand?
If at my touch you turn to sand
Will you stay and hold me back?
Will you stay?
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