1. |
Ain't no cure
03:23
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Johnny was born in a time of guilt,
no space for games in this world we've built
Nothing to say, nothing to fear
Castaway stranger won't get no deal
Cause of the light, because of the light
I reckon I told you "never look inside"
Johnny is clean , he won't make a scene,
he just stares at the wall with his eyes empty
Go with the lie, go with the light
The light is vicious, you got many to hide
Johnny got thirsty for a taste of success
every clown looks serious behind a desk
God is big , god is great
Comic relief comes a bit too late
Looking you down, letting them down
president blizzard spread the word around
Hunting them down, hunting them dead
walking around with a broken head
Shooting them down, letting them drown
crawl in the corner and you make no sound, come on
Listen, we've recently crossed every line
there is no coming back and no looking behind
Everyone's sick, everyone's cruel
Kill and chill for a drop of fuel
Where is the light? Where is the light?
Throwing up theories then eating them back
Too much time yelling in my ear
Freedom is useless ,all we need is fear
Johnny got the curse when he was a child,
all the love in this city couldn't buy his smile
Hard to find, hard to save
Giving up hope was the only way
Prison of love, prisoners all
Prisoners don't see no gods above
Nothing there, nothing there,
Walking the streets as good as dead
Cause fight is worthless and life means dread
And there are no answers to make things fair
and there ain't no cure...
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2. |
Burn
02:17
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Come down to our happy world
I 'll help you shove it down your throat
This fucking city , it's always cold
especially when you don't need your coat
Before you know it you're covered in dust
Everybody is sick and blue
The race is on and you're coming last
and everybody says "burn"
Sometimes I feel like changing
then I say "fuck it, they're all wrong"
After all it's just a game we're playing
please don't tell me how I need to be strong
I know brother , that's what life is
Lay low and wait for it, wait for your turn
Sometimes I feel like winning
Most of the times I say "burn"
Yeah
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3. |
Come on
02:21
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Johnny get your fucking guitar
send a message to outer space
We don't care
We don't care
Our logic takes lovin' away
We say it, but not for you
You don't understand
Knock you down
We knock you out
Our logic leaves lovin' behind
COME ON COME ON COME ON COME ON
But Johnny could never explain
These noises in his head
I dont't care,
you don't care
Our logic takes lovin' away
You'd better come prepared
Ready and armed to the teeth
I can tell
You can tell
This logic won;t let lovin' breath
COME ON COME ON COME ON COME ON
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4. |
More than one ways
02:43
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You could kill yourself drinking
you could kill yourself smoking too much
You could kill yourself sitting aside
and waiting for things to get done
There's more than one ways of burnin',
more than one ways of burning alive
More than one ways of burnin' babe
More than one ways of getting satisfied
You could kill yourself slowly
You could kill yourself by going too fast
You could kill yourself acting normal
like everything's allright
There's more than one ways of burnin',
more than one ways of burning alive
More than one ways of burnin' babe
More than one ways of getting satisfied
(depends on your personal flavour)
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5. |
Up and going down
02:34
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Ain' t for long
it ain't for long
Going up
and going down
Ain' t for long
it ain't for long
Up and going down
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6. |
Everyday
03:18
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And you have to love me, everyday
And I have to love you, everyday
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7. |
Johnny Run
03:40
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Oh Johnny's in a rush, he's trying to get to the doctor
Cause the doctor told him he'll take all the pain away
He's got all the pills, made with care and devotion
Tell him who you are and he'll know which one you'll take
Oh doctor, doctor, tell me, will I ever get better?
Tell me doctor, what is it that's been eating me?
I try and I try and i guess i'm not that clever
Runnin' and runnin' and runnin', just runnin' away
Johnny yeah, run...
Well the doctor said, Johnny we'll change your perception
the cure is in you , let the medicine find its way
Johnny heard him clear, but failed to make the connection
Do it, just do it, just do it, whatever it takes
Oh Johnny, oh Johnny ,now marching into the future
Your eyes are shining different than ever before
Runnin' and runnin' and runnin', a running illusion
Take me just take me just take me that's all that I want
Johnny yeah, run..
It's allright Johnny, it's allright...
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8. |
Brave
05:23
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Try to ignore it,
it won't go away
You know that they'll get you
sometime down the way
Don't ask for forgiveness
Nobody cares
Learn to believe them
go by their ways
Brave little soldiers,
ready to die
Now the night is a monster
feeds on your soul
Lost in its darkness
How far can we go?
Our brain needs tuning
a reason to kill
Feels like we're moving
but we 're perfectly still
Brave little soldiers,
ready to die
Thousands of lies, thousands of lifes
What can I tell you?
I have nothing to share
Learn to remember,
learn to forget
They say that they need you,
ain't gonna last
Nothing can save you
Nothing will pass
Brave little soldiers,
ready to die
This is most precious
The days that we spent
No matter what they do
can't take them away
Brave little soldiers,
ready to die
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9. |
Irregular lovers
02:19
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You can see us
We don't see you
We like fire
We like ice-cream
We don't want a loan
We won't get married
We don't use condoms
but we don't want children
Irregular lovers
You remind me
I remind you
Of all the beauty
and all the terror
We'll go to the forrest
we'll go to the sea
Before they find us
Irregular lovers
Irregular love
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SLOTS Thessaloniki, Greece
The SLOTS are a dynamic electrrronic rrrockNrrroll duo ,based in Heaven and Hell.
Consisted of the cult guitar and synnth
maniac M r C l a r i n e t and the prolific shouter Mr Rooster, they produced their first album at home, using cheap microphones and outdated digital sequencers.
Rumor has it that they are now spreading in numbers and strength and will be soon hitting the stages of the world.
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