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Beholden
03:38
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It’s all broken you can’t put it back together again
It’s all empty like the back of his head
Crawling on four limbs, everybody's begging to be wed
It’s all empty like the back of his head
Chorus
All of a sudden there was something brewing in the woods
I don’t think that it’s going to be very good.
All of a sudden the fabric of our world gets torn
And then there is nothing to beholden anymore
Verse 2
It's all burning with late nights
And cigarettes and spotlights
I like bars, you like Christmas
Do you still think we’re a match made in heaven?
Lyrics by ShuShu Pinkboots
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Eating Babies
05:21
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Chorus
Tonight I'm going to find the ladies
Tonight I'm going to find the eating ladies
Eating babies
in Los Angeles
Verse 1
You can't help who you love
They hold the sky above
While we piss down below
You love them in empty sorrow
You love them even if they have nowhere to go, so....
Verse 2
You can't help who you are
The ones who suffer empty hearts
Who salvage all their love
Still loving that hair pulling girl
You can't help who you love
The water is falling from above
The sky is ripping apart to pieces
He's sitting on his carcass, so...
Verse 3
Ladies, are you looking for a piece of security?
Or maybe you're looking for a man,
Or maybe you really want a baby
Well I'm going to advise you once
To think twice before
Bringing a blood sucking baby into this world
You know Los Angeles is a strange place
if you're looking for some security
You might find some luxury if you're lucky
A flesh eating baby will suck your world
But, you know, it could be a succulent treat
for that blood-sucking Vampire girl.
Lyrics by MOTOR
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Western World
04:44
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Bengali girl, don’t sell your soul to the western world
Eastern girl, don’t sell your soul to the western world
They stole your home
And lies were told
They sold you to the man in gold
They made you game
the secrets you hold
It’s all free reign
For any man to behold
In your pocket green is king
But in your heart love will sing
Today, gold and green is king, but
Someday you’ll meet your king
Someday you’ll meet your king
(1) Don’t know what your dying for (Ab, B, D#)
Don’t know what your lying for x2
(2)Don’t know what your hiding from
Don’t what your running from x2
Verse 2
Russian Girl, China Girl
Don’t sell your soul to the Western world
You ran away,
Far far away
For freedom can never be
So far away
But in your soul
You still belong to the woman and country
you once bore
…
Verse 3
Latina girls, Chinita girls
Don’t sell your soul to the Western World
Zimbabwe girl, Morrocan girl
Don’t sell your soul to the Western World
Lyrics by MOTOR
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In Transit
03:53
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The world is in transit
Mama don't rest anymore
Boys become girls
Overnight
Fighting for crumbs
Women are working till dawn
There are some men sleeping on the job
Nowhere to run
Nowhere to hide
Emasculate boy
They stole your pride
You once were a man
Now you bow to a ma'am
Changing diapers and playing in the sand
(Chorus)
The world is in transit
I've ahead of this game
I tried to explain it
Then it finally came
I don't pretend to know
What's going on
Two-headed brain girl
You're always being scorned
We're living off wealthy and wel-checks
But I loved your use of animal prints
Verse 2
Some things are instincts
My heart is in my hand
Some souls are older
Some stay stuck in the past
Nowhere to run
Nowhere to hide
The kitty is going to get up and fly
Lyrics by MOTOR
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GHOSHA Portland, Oregon
Post-punk anthems to save your soul....
featuring Moushumi Ghose, and Jarrod Kenney
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