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Verse 1
A weed is growing up back in my mind
Remembering past mistakes and leaving them behind
Things aren't always how they seem
And it takes time and effort
To figure out what they mean
But before you go that far
you must find out what they are
when your inner thoughts are at large
Breathe in and breathe out
Be still or shout
cause there's always variations
and so many explanations
but you still dunno what it's about
Verse 2
It's funny how things always change
What used to be familiar has become strange
We always come back we can never get enough
And not even when we tell ourselves that time is up
The little stories turn to something big
and moves your body just as if
it didn't have the mind to compete with
But the hardest part is
the home isn't always where the heart is
cause the fact is
you don't need an art to practice
to know that you're an artist
Verse 3
Rapid fires burning to the ground
Lost imagination that never will be found
When contradictions become deep
You find yourself wading barefoot on your feet
And the water will get you
and never let you
go until your surface has met you
Things aren't always how they seem
and everything could be a dream
cause happiness could be sorrow
and what makes you laugh tomorrow
could be what today makes you scream
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2. |
It's not
02:13
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Verse 1
You say there's nothing left to do
than sittin' 'round watching the news
it's a call to action
and the only reaction
is doin' drugs and drinking booze
You heard the sound
it will drag you down
but you don't buy it
you will start a riot
and burn some place down to the ground
Chorus
You say a state of violence
is a factor in your movement
and that beating the shit out of your
past is a case of improvement
but it's not!
Verse 2
Life gave you lime
and you throw it all the time
you blew your top
and hit a cop
which was your start of a life of crime
You try to get away
from what you have you say
you're fed up with yourself
tried to be somebody else
and you think it's the only way
Chorus
You say that personality
is only an illusion
and that the creation of image
is the only solution
but it's not!
It's not!
Verse 3
You say you're in a trap
the land has lost the map
but the way is
how I can say this
you're full of crap
It's not!!!!!
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3. |
The ego and the idiot
01:14
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I've always been an idiot
What does that make me?
I don't know where to go
but I go where the ego takes me
I feel pretty smart
I write lyrics with my pen
but I am still so stupid
Cant even count to ten
It's the ego and the idiot, I don't know what to do
My id is going crazy as we speak
It's the ego and the idiot, my average IQ
doesn't match my ideal that can't be beat
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Verse 1
It's the last days of november
and all the years I can remember
Starving folks are getting thinner
while we're at thanksgiving dinner
but for us that has never mattered
We're always filled with celebration
to eat food is our obligation
The tender meat won't break our jaws
and we love cranberry sauce
and the family is always gathered
Chorus
It's for the turkey
It's the best meal of all year
better than beef jerky
It's something for everyone to share
I just want everyone to see
that turkey is the food for me
Verse 2
Brusslesprouts and peas mean nothing
I'm more excited for the stuffing
We remember everybody's names
while watching the thanksgiving games
but no one keeps tracks on the score
The oven is never working
but who'se gonna cut the turkey?
We'll talk about the pioneers
and how we have been this year
then say what we're thankful for
Verse 3
Every year has been all the same
and this tradition got sort of lame
but this year we got some better news
we invited hasidic jews
Now we get two good things in one
That is why I wrote this song
and everyone can sing along
Let all our sadness be gone
and let's all put our moptops on
and have some moptop family fun
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Everyone wonders what price to pay
The Moptop household goes on every day
with laughing and smiling that will make you smile and laugh
Go through days without a care
they don't shave their legs or cut their hair
A moptop time is something everyone should have
Moptop family is nr one
they always dance and always have fun
And the moptop family oh has just begun
Moptop family's future ain't bleak
and you can see them twice a week
The moptop oh it just can't be beat
Ah ah
the Moptop family will show you a good time
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Bæsj 74 Stavanger, Norway
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