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Folks listen
03:21
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So folks listen, 'cause I got something to say. It's not difficult and
easy to understand, so don't ask me once again. After much thought I
came to an issue (conclusion?) and no doubt it's true. So quiet please cause I got wise, long time I was a fool. All those who are staying here now, you don't exist. You're just an invention, an illusion, the real people I miss. So that's the reason I'll never talk to you. From now on I'll ignore
you. That isolation will be good.
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2. |
Sadness of the Sioux
02:49
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What people created - with awe I'm observing, while bad energy reaches my body. Thinking of my desert - how pretty. The sadness comes over the
Sioux in the city. The people I see, their faith is weak, they worship
the brands on the shining shields. Noises unbearable, the air unhealthy,
the spirit is gone, the people unhappy. And the sadness comes over the
Sioux in the city. The way of a warrior I treated (went) blast like my brothers in the past. The way was merciless but full of faith and love, this big city is far away from this all. What people created - with awe I'm
observing, while bad energy reaches my body. Thinking of my desert - how pretty. The sadness comes over the Sioux in the city. And the sadness comes over the Sioux in the city.
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3. |
Face in the Mirror
03:19
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On the cold ground sitting, I spend my wretched time. People as tall as
giants pass beside me with faces tired. The night is cold. I suffer
wrapped in a carpet green. And I know nobody. There is no love towards me.
My face in the mirror, I don't recognize. Complaints, fatigue, hunger
the face doesn't hide. My previous life begins to disappear slowly.
And as a child I also had dreams certainly.
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4. |
My Guitar
03:35
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Well I'm just gone, 'cause something was wrong. My baby is sad, yes I
left her alone. She said she loves me, yeah I love her too. But
something was wrong, what can I do. So I left my home and I left my car.
Even my dog, but not my guitar. Something was wrong and I can't tell you
what. I got to go away and I'm just gone.
Well I'm just gone, now I'm free. Sitting in my kitchen spending my time
sadly. My mind is empty, I want my life from before. I miss my dog, my baby, I love her. So I take the phone. It sucks to be alone. Baby I miss you so. Please I want (to be/go) back home. Sitting in my kitchen, I got wise. To be free is such a compromise.
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5. |
One Hour till the Duel
04:42
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My hands are tremblin', I'm afraid. He's not a man, he's a devil also
known as Mr. Death. Last hour passed very slow, but I want revenge, he
shot down my wife. My gun - I called her Carmelita - she's beside me to
protect my life. At dusk I'm gonna meet him at church (on the) outskirts of town. The place where I first kissed you. It's a good place to die.
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The Solitaries Nuremberg, Germany
The Solitaries stehen für intelligent gemachten britischen kick ass rock'n'roll, der seine Wurzeln im Rock´n´Roll der 1950s und 1960s hat.
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