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The Start
04:06
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THE MARZIPAN MAN ADVENTURES:
1.The Start
He was locked in a cell, carved in the deepest part of a big rock, facing the sea,
for years and years planned his escape,
digging into the rock with a silver spoon
I saw myself in everyone I met,
that was the start
of a long journey,
I don't know where it leads.
That was the start,
that was the start.
And far from this ball and chain,
fear is never a-far
oh I wish I had a spoon
with just a single drop,
I wish I could find the brew,
that would take me outside,
of this trouble I am..
no trace
nothing explained his escape
That scared shitless his captors
Every single file of his existence was erased from the journals of the era
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2. |
Free after all
02:48
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Hey,
I'm free after all,
Hey,
I'm free after all.
This old and weary world,
It's never been the easiest of places.
¿But will you spend half your life, with curtains drawn to a close,
expecting the toss of a coin to fall with both faces standing up?
Hey, I guess the lesson is:
If after death you had another chance,
you wouldn't be so picky and miss
what this world has in store for you,
how big, and full of wonder our lives should be.
Now I don't know where to start,
Maybe I should start with a kiss...
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3. |
Hypnotized
02:46
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We live in the outskirts of a galaxy that is one giant spiral, that can keep us, if we want to, hypnotized,
and the sun never sets.
Thought I was crazy,
thought I was wrong,
but then you held me tight.
You told me:
you're just being lazy,
get up, get strong,
go, and prove me right.
Now you've got me hypnotized
(sing-a-long, please, four times)
Once there was plenty,
in this broken cup,
we built with our bare hands.
But then we invented, we can be tempted,
by a devil, mighty and cold,
I wouldn't bet a penny on that,
we've always been good at deceiving ourselves.
Now you've got me hypnotized
and then you said;
(bridge, everyone, on time, thank you)
Forlorn, means hopeless, down and lonesome
It means if you feel like this go and tell me so,
If you are forlorn,
how could has taken you so long
to go and tell me so?
Thought I was crazy,
thought I was wrong,
but then you held me tight.
You said: you're just lazy,
get up, get strong,
go and prove me right
Now you've got me hypnotized
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Life goes on, living in this sardine can,
that my landlord calls home, I wonder who gave him the title for starters...
Life goes on, and the teacher is crap,
he should have been a sadist, but he's not in touch with his emotional side so he keeps teaching anyway...
Life goes on and in the kitchen there's mice,
they already lived here before you came, so you should ask which kind of lodger they want.
Life goes on, mice have turned into rats,
they've evolved like we once did when we went down from trees and got a lousy voice in exchange to sing our sorrow-full song that goes like this: life goes on... lalalala...
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4 - When little Johanna Dances
Where Johanna develops plenty and amazing female attributes, and kids go mad about it in college
Why the hell are you so heavy with me?
I just wanna make you smile
take you to heaven where everything commenced,
the plot of this story was carefully designed
I kiss your lips,
I kiss your lips,
that's the recurring dream I've always had
Your moving hips,
Your moving hips,
drive the flowers and the bees to strike
Since little Johanna dances,
all the kids drop their marks,
for a party in her heart commences
Who can be bothered with science and maths?
I kiss your lips,
I kiss your lips,
that's the recurring dream I've always had
Your moving hips,
Your moving hips,
drive the flowers and the bees to strike
You know I'm out of love,
So why you keep on me a-beggin?
Babe, babe, baby-oh,
You know I'm out of love,
so why you leave me begging
and on my knees.
Once upon a time,
in a trance, in dreams,
you said baby, now, you said, baby,
please don't go,
come closer,
you said, baby, please don't go.
Quan na Johanna petita balla, i el moment on els seus nous i sugerents atributs femenins fan que la classe es començi a tornar boja...
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6. |
Dirty and Rough
02:43
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6. Dirty and rough
I asked: how do you want to do this?
let's do it dirty and rough,
If we're gonna end badly anyway,
lets go down with a big splash,
making a lot of noise.
How high in the chain of command?
Promise it strikes the very top,
and I will do it anytime...
I would do it twice,
If there was an an absolute truth everything would be so easy,
to fight in a rightful war,
oh, wish everything was so easy
How high in the chain of command?
Promise it strikes the very top,
and I will do it anytime...
There's no need to talk about what can go wrong,
there's no need to talk about it,
this time it won't go wrong;
because even the losers get lucky sometimes,
let's do it, anytime.
Oh yes it's a nasty business, it's dirty and rough.
Ours is a nasty business, it's dirty and rough.
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7. |
Dresden Dolls
04:16
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7 - Dresden Dolls
Dresden Dolls unfurl,
Jezabel and Pearl,
painted this walls,
with crayons of coal,
and in the drawings they made
is written all that will take place
who painted this walls?
The Dresden Dolls
Solemnly swear by the name of the father,
solemnly swear by the name of the mother
keep us safe from harm,
The Dresden Dolls were scared,
of painting called "the sun kidnapped by the raven birds",
they flied together, creating a huge monster,
with barren and evil souls
carried bombs in their wombs,
so each night they took turns, and watched over each other to sleep,
and made chinese shadows one the walls of white doved angels,
with eagle eye and raven wings,
who painted this walls?
The Dresden Dolls
the hangman says,
the void? there's no such place.
solemny swear by the name of the father,
solemny swear by the name of the mother,
keep me safe from harm
next
Wind blowing screams...
and they are so scared...
Pearl
I guess a soft end will be the best thing to desire
Jezabel,
what a sad thought,
why to be scared of all that will take place?
Scared they stop drawing
They draw the bombings, the fire that went down,
they died in their sleep
Then,
the hangman said,
why be scared of the dark?
there's no such place...
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3
by virtue of the fact
The old man said to the young man
"We need silence to live by those words;"
"This dance we're dancing is always danced over a void"
Now my main wish, is security,
but in a way, there's never enough of it,
I've built towering walls around you,
to keep the wolf pack outside the door.
And the young man said to the old man,
Looky here at this world in free fall,
It stands on a groundwork of false promises,
A cage, with mirrors instead of windows.
A giant, twisted, only rational, broken clock,
Why I should worry by its failures
this search for easy answers,
the sun don't sets, and we are not the center on anything
Its structure, dreams of self sufficiency,
to be genuine,
but needs human hands to function,
and secretly hates that,
Its heart is a moody alarm bell,
that dreams of sabotage its own work.
a broken clock,
strikes two times the right time.
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I see only heartache,
I see only pain
if this to be the only path left for me to take.
And I see only heartache,
only hate,
in this godforsaken path
left for me to take.
If there's only one written path left for me to take
"its a tough world for little creatures"
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9. |
The Big Bad Wolf
04:51
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The big bad wolf
This is the story of the big bad wolf,
who lives in every soul,
And preys in the lonely night,
searching for people like you.
This is the story of the big bad wolf,
who hunters fear, and envy,
and if you tried to slit his throat,
He would not die, or bleed.
This is the story of the big bad wolf,
hear him howling in the night,
cursing the wicked moon,
that left him forever in blue.
This is the story of the big bad wolf,
hear him howling in the night,
searching for frightened souls,
searching for people like you,
for people like you,
for people like you,
for people like you
for people like you:
And foaming from the mouth, he's coming after you,
he'll rip your heart apart,
as leftovers; your bones and your skull
and its sunday in the park
all is laughter and tribute;
for we tamed the wild beast,
and left him forever in blue
forever in blue,
forever in blue
Once,
she pointed a certain pattern of stars,
oh, it moved me
Cora said, come when all flowers are in bloom,
Once she showed me a pattern in the sky,
and it moved me,
Cora said, come when all flowers are in bloom
Aquesta és la història del llop dolent,
que viu dins cada ànima,
i caça de nit,
cercant gent com tu.
Aquesta és la història del llop dolent,
aquell a qui els caçadors tenen por i envejen,
i si li tallassis el coll,
ni sagnaria, ni moriria.
Aquesta és la història del llop dolent,
escolta com udola de nit,
maleeix la lluna dolenta que l'ha deixat trist, per sempre.
Aquesta és la història del llop dolent,
escolta com udola de nit,
cerca ànimes atemorides,
cerca gent com tu.
I amb escuma a la boca, se t'acosta,
destrossarà el teu cor a trossos
i de restes, nomes en quedaran els teus ossos i el teu crani
I ara es diumenge al parc,
tot es riure i tribut,
ja que em domesticat la bèstia salvatge
i ara està trista, per sempre
Una vegada,
ella em va senyalar una certa forma a les estrelles,
oh, com em vaig emocionar,
una vegada na Cora em va assenyalar una certa forma a les estrelles,
i em dingué,
vine a mi, quan totes les flors s'obrin.
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10. |
Owen Ogre
02:34
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9- Owen Ogre
Owen Ogre
was a really bad bad man
since he learnt to walk
he was out for revenge
his mummy and his daddy were innocent lamb,
oh what kind of monster we've breded?
So they took him to church, to learn from the priest,
but he was no seeker, he did not listen
he just stood in a corner mumbling to himself;
"if there's a god above I'm gonna get him"
Owen Ogre
was a really bad bad man,
If I had to describe the soul of that man,
it would be a well full of tar with no bottom
Owen Ogre was a really bad man
No jail or human invention could keep contain him,
out he when, on a killing spree,
he didn't feel no remorse, he was dancin'
Owen Ogre
was a really bad bad man,
from the moment he was born
he was keen for revenge,
if there's a god above(which I think there's not)
I'm gonna get him
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11. |
luve misspelt
03:27
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11 - Luve misspelt
I´ve sung the tune of the love misspelt
for too long now,
I learned at the end, it would not bring me good,
it would not bring me good
'cause yours is a love misspelt,
teached and learnt unwell,
Your love is not a love, is a love misspelt,
it has some letters missing, it has been learnt unwell.
I used to sing the tune of the love misspelt,
through its crooked alleys,
and cul-de-sac ends,
it didn't bring me good,
no, it didn't bring me good.
You learned the tune from a hollywood friend,
oh, you were so close, but never really met.
She didn't bring you good.
Well,
I saw you last night,
you were climbing with the fools somewhere,
(I don't know where)
with both hands on the side of your hips,
you were climbing with the fools somewhere,
(don't wanna know where)
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12. |
A Spirit
03:01
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12 - A Spirit
Last night I dreamt some sort of spirit came inside your room
above your mouth it froze for a while
bewitched by your stare,
thought that
where your body lay, the unironed sheets of the bed where you used to sleep
you bewitched by your staret he night that creates it,
thought that all your own self was that mist
I don´t know what made the sun set here,
maybe is a trick of a light,
and the whole world is a scene,
I don´t know what made the sun set here,
but there's a way to your heart,
where new love will come in
and each night I stare to the you left,
I look at he sheets where you lay,
where your body slept
and each night I face the cold north wind,
near what was your window at night,
I don´t know what made the sun set here,
but there's a way to your heart,
where new love will come in
I don´t know what makes the sun set here,
In the flip of a card, your destiny?
young love came in.
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The Marzipan Man Salisbury, UK
the marzipan man lives under a tree sharing expenses with two rabbits, he sometimes travels by air and sometimes by thought, sometimes inside a guitar case and some other times inside your purse ...his songs are played by an everchanging mutating band
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