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Welcome
06:31
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Every house is like a black hole in the ground
it´s nothing left
Smiling firecrackers together with disappointing faces
Peace will come, do you think
Every person who has power and position
make up his own little religion of oppression for you
Welcome to the land of no future
Genocide and everything you never thought of
is already out there
Thousand kings just wait in line
to start a reproduction of a killer
The killer will always survive through us
You and me, me and you
Please forgive if it´s true
I hear marching feet walk out to die
The bloodshed will never ever end I suppose,
maybe if the sun stops shining
The children are brainwashed and so are you
Living side by side in harmony, it was just fake
We must fight, fight ourselves
where are you, you are here
You don´t need to love everyone
There is hope, hope you can understand
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2. |
You Don´t Say
00:50
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3. |
Answering Machine
00:27
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Help, I wanna know what´s on your mind
Don´t run away and close your eyes
And yes please
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4. |
The Sun
04:58
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The dream of love
without you in black and white
Was the sun to bright for you
Where have you hide
Where have you hide and died
Walking through your open mind
Your eyes, a sculpture, a bathroom light
will find it´s way to
our loving fight, our civil right
I call you every day and wonder why you ran away
Don´t you ever listen to your answering machine
Waterfall into my bed
Million stars in your eyes
I can´t go on like this
Remember every move you made
rolling by, along with the slime
Walking through your open mind
Talking to your artistic smile
Are you there in the swimmingpool working with the ornaments
Working with the ornaments in the swimming pool
I call you every day and wonder why you ran away
Don´t you ever listen to your answering machine
Was the sun to bright for you
Was the sun to bright for you
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6. |
Preparation
05:20
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Can´t afford no reparation
of my old preparation
and inspiration to musical ramifications
I open up my secret door and I
find that she´s not there anymore, just her kitchen
The knife gets into peanut butter and I have to admit
my dog is fatter, giving him my frustrations and salvations
for welcome them aboard
In the storm a Ford comes out through the door
Can´t afford no reparation
of my old preparation
and inspiration to musical ramifications
And I drive my new car to a friend saying
Heal me I´m lost please darling send me some power
And I wake up naked in the sand and I
fly away to a foreign land meeting someone
We make love in the park beside the bar
We swim across the oooooo
An ocean full of fear and tears of yellow sharks
Can´t afford no reparation
of my old preparation
and inspiration to musical ramifications
Can´t afford no reparation
of my old preparation
and inspiration to musical ramifications
I´m closing the secret door to my mind
The season of your desire are blind
Giving me something that makes me so paralyzed
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7. |
Goodbye
05:21
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Goodbye my love, I don´t mind that you are blind
I am free, I can really feel it deep inside me
I say goodbye now , don´t care if you cry
Thank you for all these nights
when we shared our TRUE love together
I thought I needed you, you always cried when you said
that you loved me, and I believed in that…
Goodbye my love, I don´t mind that you are blind
I appreciate that you never picked up your guitar
Don´t look up my number, at least not this summer
I can feel it deep inside me
You pushed me down and down deep into darkness
But I´m sure you still dream about me
like you used to do in the very beginning
See you in heaven darling
wonder if we´re able to meet sometime
on a cloud or inside a star
Goodbye my love, I don´t mind that you are blind
I am free, I can really feel it
Deep inside me there is one thing I can´t let go
That you belong to me
You are the beautiful princess that rule my world
But I must say goodbye
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8. |
On My Train
05:50
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I travelled with my train this morning
And beside me sat three foreign ladies checking out me
The yellow girl searched for the key
to her secret room behind your minds
She dropped it twice and I was surprised
over her eyelines upside down
I thought she looked familiar
(I thought she looked familiar)
The other one was older than me
Looked like a queen from Italy
Banging my head against the wall
What could you do when you search for truth
Stamping my feet against the floor
What could you do when you search for truth
The yellow girl went into a dream
I wonder if she gonna face reality
I noticed her little black box, filled with things, kind of Black Magic
I couldn´t believe my eyes, the box became alive,started to fly
ooooooohh
The italian queen looked to me and laughed
You don´t understand what you are able to do
It happens all the time!
Something is wrong , I don´t understand
Something is wrong, this means nothing to you
What can you do when you search for truth
On my train On my train On my train On my train
I travelled with my brain that evening
And inside me , a miserable feeling that something was wrong
I wanted to leave the world
through the secret door in the back of the train
But the wish was a lie so I started to spy
so intense that I crashed into a tree
My nose was broken, my teeth went out
I really thougt that someone was joking
on my train
What can you do when you search for truth
On my train On my train On my train
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9. |
Joy
00:45
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10. |
Divine Justice
06:30
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We did not mean to hurt you
we just obeyed their will
If we refused to do it
they promised to shoot us instead
We killed and raped without discussion
even our own friends
We want to die
Every morning we get crucified
Try to forgive us
Maybe someone will release the pain
We murdered in the name of God
every indian we trapped
We treated the black men like dogs
made a fortune down there
We want to die
Every morning we get crucified
Try to forgive us
Maybe someone can release the pain
Release the pain
We´re doomed to live under all the volcanos
and once in a while we get jealous on you
Hope you will have a good time in the sun
and enjoy the fresh air without pain
Without pain
Without pain
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11. |
Submarine
02:40
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Agamon Stockholm, Sweden
Agamon is a project / concept which includes over 20 musicians.Behind all this madness is composer and mix engineer Magnus Andersson Lagerqvist.
He also works with film music and
Katzen Kapell.
Agamon recommends:
Agamon - re-composed from my song Naive Belief!! I´m impressed and flattered!
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Mats Öberg & G.U.B.B (1998)
by Mats Öberg
A great record with Mats in front of a Big Band. Favourite: Over The Rubber Sky
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A fine album
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