Text ... Determined & catchy. Outro. Rock band with synth & male singer.
In the starless night I can't feel your touchAlone in my bed I can't feel your touch Though I try (I can't sleep tonight) I can't sleep tonightThough I try (I can't sleep tonight) I can't sleep tonight In the starless night I can't feel your touchAlone in my bed I can't feel your touch Though I try (I can't sleep tonight) I can't sleep tonightThough I try (I can't sleep tonight) I can't sleep tonight In the starless night I can't feel your touchAlone in my bed I can't feel your touch Though I try (I can't sleep tonight) I can't sleep tonightThough I try (I can't sleep tonight) I can't sleep tonight
Text ... Intense & dreamy. Rock band with synth & male singer.
In the meantimeI'll feel so coldYou left the garden, wandering aloneAnd when the snow fallsI'll go for a walkNo tears, no dreams, your face is all I need How long before I see youTo heal, to heat, to warm me as before I know we'll find a way to get along again(in the meantime no doubt, I'll feel that you're mine)I know we have a bound nobody can deny(and in the meantime no doubt, I'll take you into my arms)
Text ... Efficient & upfliting. Rock band with male singer.
Your mind is a universe of colors and soundsYour skin a magnetic field, an acid dream of lust We're gonna get high together for ever in ecstasy Do you feel like, do you feel like me?Do you feel like, do you feel like me? Your mind is a universe of colors and soundsYour skin a magnetic field, an ocean of lust We're gonna get high together for ever in ecstasy Do you feel like, do you feel like me?Do you feel like, do you feel like me? We're gonna get high together, together, together. Do you feel like, do you feel like me?Do you feel like, do you feel like me?
Text ... Urban & classy. Fender Rhodes, male singer, electric guitar & rhythm. ...Urban & classy. Fender Rhodes, male singer, electric guitar & rhythm. Piano solo @ 1'33 and electric guitar solo @ 4'06.
they call me the sandmansleep well sleep wellwhen I am around
I saidthey call me the sandmansleep well sleep wellwhen I am around
they call me the sandmansleep well sleep wellwhen I am around
they call me the sandmansleep well sleep wellwhen I am around
Urban & classy. Fender Rhodes, electric guitar & rhythm. Piano solo @ ...Urban & classy. Fender Rhodes, electric guitar & rhythm. Piano solo @ 1'33 and electric guitar solo @ 4'06.
Text ... Indie rock. Determined but with a touch of nostalgia. Electric ...Indie rock. Determined but with a touch of nostalgia. Electric guitar, male singer & rhythm.
and will my lips get coldkeeping the words untold ?the only sound around :a crack of dry leaves on the groundI always start too latewe only have to waitand they all lead to somewhere turning out the lightsI’m looking for a signI was so wrongchoose another gameI’m burning in the flameand it’s too long another burning houseI saw it in your eyeswe only have to waitand still the moment has to comein between sun and shadedon’t leave me burning in the flameand they all lead to somewhere turning out the lightsI’m looking for a signI was so wrongchoose another gameI’m burning in the flameand it’s too longgive up for love and I could burn by self-ignitionwhy is our love so strange ?we could be lost by disconnectionwhy do you want to seem so strong ? everyone alonelost in echotogether in a crowded placenow ready for a changehold your weaponI wouldn’t get so close to flameseveryone alonelost in echoall alone in a crowded placebut now I’m lost and I’ve nothing else to saybut choose the right game
Text ... Rap. Heavy & cut. Electronics, MC's & rhythm.
Heard this one whispered through the cracks in the xylophoneOlfactory sensation is of coffee and the styrofoamAs for battle raps and who's the dopestLearned to take it lightly like my mother's jew neurosisPrognosis was never be the baron of this rap shitBut you know what they say, let them wear it if the cap fitIm rocking mine with pride and style it upSlightly angled to the side, crunk, wilding on the cutScratch an accapella like a lottery ticketDug some Donald Byrd out the crate, flipped itLove to make her shake and taste her lipstickThe way she flakes the brisket, it really takes the biscuitWhen I rips it, like a Jedi knight with the force in meWalk the fine line between debauchery and sorceryMicrophone magician, construct an algorithm with precisionRhyming Wittgensteinian logician on a missionWishing upon a star..Green to the T with the caviar now check the referenceMusical allusions in the sessionsPlus youthful optimism is itself an act of reverence
Dont get no water on the gremlinsGet slaughtered like LemmingsMake 'em board up the KremlinHigh treason.. down with the regent I was harassed and fought like Harrison Fordin that one episode of South Park where he's buried in cock.Blood gushing from his orifice like sherry or port,while all of ya'll just watched like an american sport.Where are your balls? I'm tearing you alla new jap's eye. Rap fly, that is why i carry the torch.The chairman of boards; the ferryman of yachts;the baddest mothafucka that you ever heard, but that ain't your fault.If you had any idea of the mind focusthat goes into every word that I write on thispeace of paper, you couldn't breathe on the mic, homes.It's the speech Vader teaching you hitting the right tones withmy ill voice. You couldn't read me a tight poem ifyour name was Shakespeare, so retreat or rhyme pwned, bitch!On the real, you believe it's a light joke, kid?You better think again and go find a new rhyme opponent.
Text ... Danceable & energetic. Reggaeton (Panama). Male vocals sung in ...Danceable & energetic. Reggaeton (Panama). Male vocals sung in spanish and english, synth, brass section, drums, latin percussion.
Ye man haychicas bailandoquiero que ellas muevas tu cuerpo sexychicas bailandoquiero que ellas muevas tu cuerpo heypor eso digome llama la atencióncomo la chica de la disco baila mi canción se nota que esta wildonpor eso quiero conocerlaes la sensaciónsu belleza es sobre naturaltiene al hombre como un animalella es algo extrasensorialsolo con su mirada estoy malbien malmujeresestán en el baile moviendo su cuerpode lao a laotienen tremendo meneao mujeresestán en el baile moviendo su cuerpode lao a laotienen tremendo meneochicas bailandoquiero que ellas muevas tu cuerpo sexychicas bailandoquiero que ellas muevas tu cuerposo, me tell demthis da real ragga raggafrom old timeme ah the artist who took control now you feel the bassyou feel the kickyou feel the snare soundyou see the girl themmad on the dance floorbut you noh seeme mouth in automatic blowing lyrics downlike dam acrobaticdah fi the gyal con Sabor she waine it mejorbam bamtemblormujeresestán en el baile moviendo su cuerpode lao a laotienen tremendo meneaochicas bailandoquiero que ellas muevas tu cuerpo sexychicas bailandoquiero que ellas muevas tu cuerpo hey
Text ... Synth pop. Sentimental & resolved. Synth, male singer & rhythm. Sung ...Synth pop. Sentimental & resolved. Synth, male singer & rhythm. Sung in Italian.
L'estate e qui, ma tu sei scuro.Parigi e sotto la pioggia, e io ti cerco. Senza te, sono come un straniero. Nelle strade della cita.Viene con me, attraversare il tunnel del monte bianco. Mi amore, quale fai, dove vai. Viene con mea a ritrovare il cello azzuro, mi amore, quale fai. L'estate e qui, ma tu sei scuro.Parigi e sotto la pioggia, e io ti cerco. Il traffico che corre, la mente mia che scorre. Io penso a te mi amore, dove andiamo. L'estate e qui, ma tu sei scuro.Parigi e sotto la pioggia, e io ti cerco.
Text ... Hard rock / punk. Angry & wild. Electric guitar, male singer & drums.
Don't disturb my peace of mind ...I don't need your ideologyJust give me good energycome on Don't disturb my peace of mindRight, hey! I don't care about complexityI don't need bad energy Don't disturb my peace of mind ...Right, hey! Don't disturb my peace of mind ...
Text ... Well-known Mexican revolutionary traditional song. Proud & decided ...Well-known Mexican revolutionary traditional song. Proud & decided but with a touch of humour. Sung in Spanish. Male singer, choir & mariachi ensemble with trumpet, violin, guitar & guitarron.
La cucaracha, la cucaracha,Ya no puede caminar,Porque no tiene, porque le falta Una pata para andar Todos se pelean la silla que les deja mucha plata; en el Norte Pancho Villa y en el Sur Viva Zapata! Una cosa me da risa: Pancho Villa sin camisa, Otra cosa me da horror, Al vil Huerta en camisón Necesito algún “fortingo” para hacer la caminata, al lugar donde mandóa la convención, Zapata. Una guacamaya pintaLe dijo a una colorada, Quien se meta con mi patria, Se lo carga la chi.... Ya murió la Cucaracha ya la llevan a enterrar, entre cuatro zopilotesy un ratón de sacristán. Hay unos que roban mucho, y luego huyen muy lejos, validos de fuero y mando y de que nos creen pen ...
Instrumental version. Well-known Mexican revolutionary traditional ...Instrumental version. Well-known Mexican revolutionary traditional song. Proud & decided but with a touch of humour. Mariachi ensemble with trumpet, violin, guitar & guitarron.
Underscore version. Well-known Mexican revolutionary traditional ...Underscore version. Well-known Mexican revolutionary traditional song. Proud & decided but with a touch of humour. Mariachi ensemble with trumpet, violin, guitar & guitarron.
Text ... Explosive & wild. Rock band with male singer.
There's a bad moon in my eye it's rising Keeps on rising Watch out for the poison kiss Cos I know that you strike and never miss Snake ! Snake !
You viper , slip sliderBeautiful and deadlyI know that you are my enemy You shaker, heartbreakerWatch out for the poison kissCos I know that you strike and never miss Snake ! Snake !
There's a bad moon in my eye it's rising Keeps on rising Watch out for the poison kiss Cos I know that you strike and never miss Snake ! Snake !
There's a bad moon in my eye it's rising Keeps on rising Watch out for the poison kiss Cos I know that you strike and never miss
Text ... Efficient & intense. Rock band with male singer.
How can you say?when you callyou feel nothingin your bonesstill wait for youhereAlone How can you say?when you calllove last three yearsnot much moremy hart stops beatingfor you tonight How can you say?when you callyou never loved menot at alli'm still bleedingfor youAlone
Text ... Warm & joyful. Whistlings, electric guitar, glockenspiel, male singer ...Warm & joyful. Whistlings, electric guitar, glockenspiel, male singer & rhythm.
It’s been quite a messNow we’re looking for good timesWe’re aching for fines times Too long disorientedNot a fate, we can work this outNow we can clean our minds WhistleWhistleWhistleYou don’t have to callWhistle Just whistleI’ll be there for your soul WhistleWhistleWhistleYou don’t have to fallWhistle Just whistleI promise I will come You’re making fun of meI don’t get what you’re laughing atsometimes you throw me out Nevermind I’ll strive (ou try) to get you back(I’ll) buy a leash to walk you outIn the meantimeI will hold the line Enough wasteYou whisperedEnough talesYou’ve toldEnough restAlone WhistleWhistleWhistleYou don’t have to callWhistle Just whistleI’ll be there for your soul WhistleWhistleWhistleYou don’t have to fallWhistle Just whistleI promise I will come
Text ... Punchy, attitude & energetic psycho-rock sung in Spanish. Expressing ...Punchy, attitude & energetic psycho-rock sung in Spanish. Expressing the toughness of life going by. Male singer & rock band. Rhythm change, sung in English & lead distorted electric guitar @ 1'33.
ES:
Estaba yo joven y herido
Hasta mi generación ya me había perdido
Después de intentar mas de una vez amar
Siento que van cayendo todos mis grandes momentos
Y estaba yo y no sentía el andar
Pasan los años y no tengo ni a quien pensar
Después de intentar mas de una vez tomar
Las riendas de mi vida se deslizan sin pensar, como?
Me voy bajando de las nubes del cine
Degustando el asfalto con chicle
Este festejo de viernes
No es suficiente para quienes
No sienten que trascienden
Se van bajando de las nubes del cine
Degustando el asfalto con chicle
Cause every day you have something to say
No matter till the last time
I know I'm not comin' in a fast car
You walk slow I know it's wrong
You're not like somebody how knows about Dub Style
I know !
You got a thousand smiles
Put in the middle of your ass
The only thing you do
it's run a mile like a fool
take a photo for the brand new album
Catch the things you wanna do
And get's whats coming like a real good bull
Face it!
EN:
I was young and wounded
Even my generation had already lost me
After trying more than once to love
I feel all my great moments falling away
And there I was and I didn't feel the walk
The years go by and I don't even have someone to think of
After trying more than once to take
The control of my life slips away without thinking, how?
I'm coming down from the clouds of the cinema
Tasting the asphalt with chewing gum
This Friday's celebration
Is not enough for those who
Don't feel that they transcend
I'm coming down from the clouds of the cinema
Tasting the asphalt with chewing gum
Cause every day you have something to say
No matter till the last time
I know I'm not comin' in a fast car
You walk slow I know it's wrong
You're not like somebody how knows about Dub Style
I know !
You got a thousand smiles
Put in the middle of your ass
The only thing you do
it's run a mile like a fool
take a photo for the brand new album
Catch the things you wanna do
And get's whats coming like a real good bull
Face it!
Text ... Punchy, attitude & energetic psycho-rock sung in English. Expressing ...Punchy, attitude & energetic psycho-rock sung in English. Expressing the toughness of life going by. Male singer & rock band. Rhythm change & lead distorted electric guitar @ 1'33.
Yes i was young
And i was bleeding
I lost the first part of my generation meeting
And after three failed tries
Finding my proper surrection
I keep on trying to fit in this people reservation
Yes i was young
I didn’t realize
I’m getting bald without a future in the summertime
without the coconuts trying my proper surrection
I haven't seen my girl since she left with a estrange
Coming down when I'm losing your fingers
Coming down when you show me your feelings
This hot room in the basement
Is not enough to be crazy
let’s make it come on take it
Coming down when I'm losing your fingers
Coming down when you show me your feelings
Couse every day
you ́ve got something to say
No matter till the last time
I know I ́m not comin' in a fast car
You walk slow I know it’s wrong
you’re not like somebody who knows
About dub style, I know.
You got a thousand smiles
put them in the middle of your ass
The only one thing you have is hare Krishna ́s path
Take a motor and a brunch for food
Catch the things you wanna do
And get what’s coming like a real good bull
Text ... Electro pop. Energetic, assured & catchy. Male singer, synth & rhythm.
don’t know why i can’t stop watching you incredible magic in how you move they keep saying you can’t stop watching me say the word i’ll set you free dance like nobody's watchingdance like nobody's watchingWho cares on the dance floor ?dance like nobody's watchingWho cares on the dance floor ?dance like nobody's watchingdance like nobody's watchingdance like nobody's watchingwish i could find the words to say the way my hearts beats at the same pace this could be when i find my peace here with you relax with me hoo baby dance like nobody’s watching dance like nobody’s watching Who cares on the dance floor ?dance like nobody's watchingWho cares on the dance floor ?dance like nobody's watchingdance like nobody’s watching dance like nobody’s watching
