1. |
God in France
02:34
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Getting up at 12 o’clock
With nothing clearly on my mind
I only care about myself
Mother and father are working hard,
They work to pay my bills,
But I will never work at all.
The only things i need to do,
Is eating, sleeping and what I like.
I'm living like God in France!
Living like God in France!
Living like God In France!
Living like God in France!
I don’t have to clean the dishes,
Clean the house
No, no no!
I only want to,
Play the guitar,
And drink some Beers at the local bars.
No one can stop me,
Cause I ain't no king,
I ain’t no royalty,
I ain't a prince.
No one on earth will ever believe,
that I'm the happiest man in the world!
Living like God in France,
living like God in France,
living Like God in France,
I'm living like God in France!
Living like God in France!
Living like God in France!
Living like God in France!
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2. |
Free
04:14
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I’m running up a hill
Not knowing where I’m going.
The sun is shining on my head,
And for some reason it makes me sad.
I’ve never seen an air so clear,
It makes me wanna disappear.
I realize this is the place,
Where i wanna stay, where i wanna die
I wanna be free!
Free from all the promises
Free from all the lies you made
Free from all the miracles
Free from all your sorry.
I wanna be free!
Free from all the promises
Free from all the lies you made
Free from all the miracles
Free from all your sorry.
Free from all the promises
Free from all the lies you made
Free from all the miracles
Free from all your sorry.
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3. |
Bag Of Memories
03:30
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I sometimes wonder where I,
Have seen this thing before.
And when I hear a song,
I don’t remember where it’s from.
This can be fascinating,
But yet discomforting.
I rarely find and answer, so it keeps puzzling me.
So I dig, into the bag of memories.
It happens that a fragrance,
Can bring back memories.
But when I try to grasp them, it’s gone before I know.
This feelings can be stunning, they cast a spell on me.
They come when unexpected, seiling my mind away.
So I dig, into the bag of memories.
So I dig, into the bag of memories.
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4. |
Italian Romance
03:30
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Was it love at first sight?
I do not know.
Why in this world did we have to go?
We were friends back in those days,
now we both went seperate ways.
Now you're not with me anymore.
It all started with a smile and we said ‘hi’.
This was just the start of his goodbye.
He hang a rose on your door,
and you openend your heart for him.
Was this just the beginning of really something?
And the flowers became more beautiful every day
Thought it was his secret, but he forgot about me.
I became a man of good advice, but you know everything has it’s price
I lost myself because of you.
You became the angel of the lake, always smiling, never fake.
And I was there to protect you.
Yeah, yeah, yeah
forget about the rain.
Yeah, yeah, yeah
forget about the pain.
Yeah, yeah, yeah
forget about our wifes.
Yeah, yeah, yeah
forget about our lifes.
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5. |
Lowbudget Man
02:55
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Always calculating how much money I can spend,
I do not even know if I can pay the rent
I can barely, feed my dog.
I can’t find a job and I can’t take it anymore!
Don’t you worry pal, I won’t steal your wallet
I will never steal, beg or borrow.
I may not be dressed like a billionaire.
But at least I have my dignity, for all I care!
I’m a lowbudget man,
I’m a lowbudget man (yes I am)
I’m a lowbudget man
I’m a lowbudget man (and I don’t care)
I’m a lowbudget man,
I’m a lowbudget man
I’m a lowbudget man
I’m a lowbudget man (and I don’t care)
I’m a lowbudget man,
I’m a lowbudget man
I’m a lowbudget man
I’m a lowbudget man (and I don’t care)
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6. |
The Cat
02:56
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There's a cat walking through the streets,
and everyday somewhere we meet.
Mister Cat looks happy indeed.
Always looking for something to eat.
He doesn't have to worry,
everything's alright.
He doesn't have to worry,
everything's just fine.
His life sure isn't a race.
Cause when he walks, he does it at ease.
Nobody really knows it's ways.
He's got this friendly look on his face.
Saying: you don't have to worry,
everything's alright.
You don't have to worry,
everything's just fine.
He just walks but never talks,
and still he always makes my day.
He always smiles even if his eyes,
can only see the world in white and gray.
Saying you don't have to worry,
everything's alright.
You don't have to worry,
everything's just fine!
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Voodoo Shop Zele, Belgium
Sam De Paepe and Joris D'hooghe started playing music together as the duo "Sam & Joe", playing classic rock covers. After some months, however, they began writing their own songs.
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