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Too Many Flags
01:29
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Too many flags over the city, it's true
While man in suites are, doing their business
Hunger parade is on tour, don't you miss it
Motherfucker, too many useless
Too many flags over the city, it's true
While man in suites are, doing their business
Hunger parade is on tour, don't you miss it
Motherfucker, too many useless
Too many!
Too many useless
Too many!
Too many useless
Too many, here
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2. |
Smile
02:09
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3. |
Royal Head Rolling
03:00
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4. |
Broken Toy
02:00
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5. |
Party Lines
03:06
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I am bored, I am fucking bored
I hate this town, i would burn it down
Give me the Maseratti, cause im going down
Give me the Mitsubishi, cause im upside down
Don't judge me, just love me
give me your hand and let's take a ride
Non violence, still educated
i will never let you down
i had a dream last night, and it happens now
the happy faces, your shining eyes
Give me the Maseratti, cause im going down
Give me the Mitsubishi, cause im upside down
Don't judge me, just love me
give me your hand and let's take a ride
Non violence, still educated
i will never let you down
All the party lines, all the moments we shared at night
getting fucked at the back of the car
All the beats we danced, all the tears we cried
Is what we are, is what we are
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6. |
Hell Container
02:16
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7. |
Playfull Head
01:54
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8. |
Brain Juice
01:41
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9. |
Dreaming Of Dead Bishops
02:11
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The party is over
All kids are sleeping
You wanted boom boom last night
Destroying inoocense everyday
Dreaming of dead bishops
Why you look up?
Just turn your head
What do you see?
What do you see?
A glimpse of soul, the wickest meat
A holy sin
Producing kids for the system
I wanna feel better, better, better
A long tradition of sickness
I wanna feel better, better, better
You better work in a peepshow
I wanna feel better, better, better
Rather to wear your nasty robe
I wanna feel better!
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10. |
Miseries
02:26
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11. |
Empty Lungs
02:44
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Stormy Night
My lungs are empty
I can't breath, of pain
Please wait me out
Our time is over I will born again
I am walking in a better place
where things are simple once again
Life is burning I can feel again
I can feel again!
Last night the party was a blast, again
Walking ahead is all I know, my friend
Last night the party was a blast again
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Super Heavy Bricks CT, Spain
SUPER HEAVY BRICKS is a music collective settled in La Bòbila de Palafrugell, Costa Brava, an old brick fabric that had sheltered us for the last 25 years. Pifa, Pecas, Marc and Lluís, we are pals for life, coming from different bands as BAD MONGOS, WITHOUT, HANDCLAPPERS or 13TH MAGIC SKULL. ... more
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