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Steady Ship
02:23
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I run a steady fucking ship
My raging ego is the only fuel I need
To sail this ship across this boiling sea
I speak in foul colonial slurs
Curse everything that you hold dear
I speak in foul colonial slurs
I whisper things nobody's mother should hear
Sometimes I just laugh at myself, captain!
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Tino
02:39
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Tino we've seen where you and Grugo sneak off to
Tino we've seen, we know
Tino we'll how see how this pans out
Tino we've seen, we know
Forty twenty Tino, klaatu barada nikto
Forty twenty Tino, these dogs are illegal
Tino's teeth close on me I shake and bleed
I shake and bleed
Tino falling further down the pecking order
Tino fallng further down in my esimation now
Falalalalalaah!
Oh Tino, stay on your own side of the fence you toothy fuck!
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Terraformer
01:50
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Terraformer, chit-chat? Don't want it. He's starting to worry
What see what you read what you write what you see
Chin high, terraformer
Chin high, sultan, chin high, sultan
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Not every chop starts with a drink
It's easier dry, more than you'd think
The pattern is set, it always repeats
It's never a chore when gentlemen meet
Could you be the famous dancer?
Seems to me you're punching fella
Could it be I'm gonna steal her?
Could it be we'll take a trip?
Chopping again, the pattern repeats
I see you my friend, so easy to read
Giving it ten, I score it a six
Stinkeye aint much through glasses so thick
Could you be the famous dancer?
Seems to me you're punching fella
Could it be I'm gonna steal her?
Could it be we'll take a trip to Cheatsville?
Your girlfriend is driving me home.
Do we shake hands? Its so polite. No we don't
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Metal Bird
02:16
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Metal bird 6-3-2-3
Layla was making small talk for which I was not equipped
Layla was making small talk and pointing sites out on a map
She did keep the booze flowing at least
She kept the booze flowing it takes the edge off
We crawl our way along the jet stream
And the noise was something else
Boys, the noise was something else
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Brother, He's a Poet
02:29
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Such a talented lad
Too pretty to graft
He's the sickliest thing
His mother thinks he can sing
Every syllable precious
Every flick of that pen
Every scribbled in margin is masterpiece
We're so lucky to have him
Lay your hands on give thanks
But don't hold him too tightly
He's too delicate
Hot Diddums!
Your friend really suffers, he suffers for it
Your friend and mine really suffers, he suffers for it
Your friend and mine, he's so precious and you're so lucky boy
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The Big Guy
02:21
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The scenery's black
The young heart attack
The scenery's black
The panic
The pirouhette fall
The crash to the floor
The scenery's black
The panic
The scene of the panic, lucky bleeder
Our hero sleeps sweetly in six feet of dirt
The stories and tributes compete to be heard
"We knew him we loved him we cherished his words"
"A giant amongst us, the salt of the earth"
We dig the big guy
We talk about the big guy
You knew him, you must have known him
Softly speak his name
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Showtime is Showtime
02:42
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Showtime is showtime so pin em back and watch
You've seen us, wild and alone
You've seen us wandering home
Pop pimple see what you've found
No potion no party allowed
You've seen us, wide as we're tall
You've seen us take on em all
Pop ringpull see what you've found
No pyro no party allowed
And if I say my name's James then James is my name.
Patrolling the Colosseum every Thursday again
Pin em back, watch the show
Triples for show, doubles for dough
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Squaw-Kee
01:45
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Call off the dogs
Recall the goon squad
Squaw-Kee's long gone
Past the horizon
Just one look silence the big guns
Little sister wish it bigger brother make it so
Never was in doubt
Squaw-Kee giving me the run around
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Gunther Prague Coventry, UK
GUNTHER PRAGUE are a band from Coventry, England. Think of Shellac vs Cardiacs or Minutemen playing metal.
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