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David Rafn - Telepathy
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There's a black spot in the woods that's calling,
sometimes when I think of you.
Your voice in the wind calling me,
Drowning my ears is all I can do.
Brown-eyed demon is singing,
She punctuates my dreams.
Blood red lipped demon is whispering to me.
And sucking the breath for my screams.
What kind of hell we raised? That I pray for each next dawn.
That damn spot out there creeping closer. I don't know how to put it down.
Felt like tasting heaven, when we danced too close to hell.
Some seal, some bind was broken. The best I have to quell
it are the songs and hanging pans. But things are still slipping by.
And I still hear her singing, in the woods on quiet nights.
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Marbles - Dracula
02:27
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Dracula
Count Dracula
Woh he moved to California.
He's got the wicked look, he's got the top ten hooks,
Woh they signed him to Columbia.
Now he's a world-wide superfly superstar.
He's got the mummy on the lead guitar.
He's got the wolfman backing band breaking their hearts.
Oh Dracula, Oh Dracula, Oh Dracula, Oh Dracula.
Dracula
Count Dracula
Woh he's selling out suburbia.
He's in the magazines, he's in the music scene,
Woh got flash-bulbs in his retina.
Now he's a world-wide superfly superstar.
He's got the mummy on the lead guitar.
He's got the wolfman backing band breaking their hearts.
Oh Dracula, Oh Dracula, Oh Dracula, Oh Dracula.
Dracula
Count Dracula
Woh he turned into a formula.
He's on the radio, he gives fellatio
Woh to the radio programmer.
Now he's a suntanned monogrammed industry tool.
He's got a Hummer and swimming pool.
Replaced the wolfman with a B-movie ghoul.
Oh Dracula, Oh Dracula, Oh Dracula, Oh Dracula.
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Dusty Blood - Lice
03:11
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Sickening / Sickening / See ourselves / As others / See us / A foolish notion / Is devotion
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Nestlés makes the very best. N-E-S-T-L-É-S. A dream as sweet as this. N-E-S-T-L-É-S. Creamy white. Dreamy white. Nestlés makes the very best. N-E-S-T-L-É-S. Sweet dreams you can't resist
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I don't mind the things that you say when you put me down or try to push me away, yeah, I don't mind 'cause I love your face.
And I don't mind if you scratch and you kick me, as long as, I've got you there with me, yeah, I don't mind if you scratch and you kick me all day.
'Cause when night time comes around I know how I'll be found, either passed out on the ground or the wolf man howl.
I don't mind when you treat me like dirt. I don't mind if you call me a flirt. I wouldn't mind if you ruined my Nudie shirt, but I just sit and cry when I know that you'r hurt.
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The birdies are here
The birdies are here
The birdies that bite the ears
leave on the closet light
pull those covers up high
The birdies are here
The birdies are here
The birdies that bite the ears
leave on the closet light
pull those covers up high
cover those bedposts tight
this is no vampire in your night light
avians with teeth
will fly tonight
The birdies are here
The birdies are here
The birdies that bite the ears
The birdies are here
The birdies are here
The birdies that bite your ears
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You were a wandering planet, tied to a star
Someday you will remember who you are
Those voices singing
Dreaming of long ago
Memories hidden away
But you'll never know
Driving along the highway
The memory stings
The blood of an endless victory, that you will bring
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the Hairs - Dead Like
02:10
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Lyrics are untranslatable
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Greenback
dollars
harsh white
collars
three states
three obelisks
overcasting
everlasting
that old black magic
Sacrifices
heady
vices
illuminated
eye
novos
ordo
seclorum - yo!
that old black magic
Establish
maintain
frame
reframe:
that old black magic
credits
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