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Children of the Junks
Slant-eyed
Children of the Junks
Go by
Mama's comin' soon
And the junks are turning in the
Spring sky
Dragon rings
Tax-free things
Forever
People pick and pay
Till the day fades away
Cooling in the wind
"comrades all"
Red papers ring
Flowers in the sun
Shining
On the children of the world
Night comes
Sleep for me
Ain't nothing, just a moonstruck junk
On the sea
Kowloon
All the junks are sleeping
Spinning flowers on the shade
All the junks are sleeping
But alley cats and renegades
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she said
"I'm young enough
I'm old enough
to paint a smile
I tasted heaven and hell
heaven stay awhile
a good friend is rare find
their straight talk can ease your mind
a good pimps gonna rob you blind
money money money
I feel like a pawn in my own world
I found the system and I lost the pearl
it's breaking me down
well you won't wake you don't shake
you just make the sound
go round and round and round
and round
bleed a little
bleed a little
til you freedom calls you
somewhere out
children laugh
like meteors
rolling down the grass
mothers pull the night time in
calling their children
with spoons in the wind
but not for me
she said
"I'm young enough
I'm old enough
in the city machine
where industries
fill the fish
full of mercury
(it's tax free)
she said
"my struggle hurt
but it turned me on
and when the revolution came
the chain was gone
on my feet
to the sound of my heartbeat
money money money
do you feel like a pawn
in your own world?
you found the system
and you lost the pearl
like leaves coming down
you've got to wake, shake,
make your vibe go round
and round and round and round
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Cigarettes
I'm all alone with my smoke and ashes
Cigarettes
I'm all alone with my smoke and ashes
Take me night-flying
Maybe Mars has good news
Who?...who am I?
I am the blues
Soothe me
Horn's warm red love-makin'
Funky music
Move me
Night wind, red tail lights, and
Funky music
'cause I'm restless
In my love for sale shoes
Who?...who am I?
I am the blues
In a world of war
I can't find my laughter
I can't see the night sun
And I can't see my freedom
I guess I can't see too much no more
Baby, till I lose my blues
Fly through the sky like superfly
Over the stars we climb
Over this sweet red wine
I tell myself
Right on
Right on
Right on
Right on
Blues
Flying so high
A plane in the sky
Listen to the music of the night wind
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You were my darlin' light
Everything was gonna be all right
And you were my everything
Boy, once you could make me sing
Well, I ain't gonna fly away
And I ain't gonna cry all day
But I might spread my wings
I've gotta do so many things
And I'm gonna love again
Though I'm never gonna be the same
And baby, it's the last dance
My mind won't let me sleep
And baby, it's a stormy love
And this world may knock my looks
And this world may burn my books
But I ain't gonna fly away
And I ain't gonna cry all day
But I might spread my wings
I've gotta do so many things
And I'll turn my red light on
Let it shine when the sun is gone
And baby, it's the last dance
Soon I will be leaving
Baby, it's the last dance
I'll pack my boots and pearls
Baby, it's a stormy world
And you were my everything
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Midnite blue
You make me laugh
You make me tremble
But I'm as strong as you
Midnite blue
Midnite blue
You're funny
And I like you too
Shy, sly, gypsy high now
You could touch the sky now
Midnite blue
There's smoke in the kitchen
Shrimps curled
The sun on black velvet
And high stars
At the bottom of the world
Smile all you want
But you know
That I'm fine
In the warm hands
Of midnite blue
Now the river music haunts me
Its spirit calling me
Where's my midnite blue?
I need his melody
Oh, midnite blue
Where are you?
Oh, midnite blue
Come to me
Oh, midnite blue
I need your melody
I need your melody
I need the rhythm of your melody
'cause I love you
Midnite blue
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winterturn on the nightturn on your love lightI'm a non-believerbut I believein your smilewell I'm gonna talk to you babyon brandy-winemars in the starsmars is arisinmars in the stars mars is arisinand I feel like I'm way in a deep dream babyfeel like I'm way in a deep dreamyesloverslight in the innwhat are they thinking?patterns fallingdown the skyand the fireand the kissof the cunt tree nightyour tender strong freaky lovestrangers and mountainsand blurred in a snow flightmars in the starsmars is arisinthe world's insanethe paper's gone madbut our love is a peace vibeyes
let's go down by the grapevinedrink my daddy's wineget happydown by the grapevinedrink my daddy's wineget happy happyoh sweet blindnessa little magica little kindnessoh sweet blindnessall over mefour leaves on a cloverI'm just a bit of a shade hung overcome on baby do a slow floatyou're a good lookin' and aint that sweet eyed blindness good to medown by the grapevinedrink my daddy's winegood mornin'down by the grapevinedrink my daddy's winegood morninmornin'oh sweet blindnessa little magica little kindnessoh sweet blindnessall over meplease don't tell my motherI'm a saloon and a moonshine lovercome on baby do a slow floatyou're a good lookin' riverboatand ain't that sweet eyed blindness good to me(don't ask me cuz I) ain't gonna tell you what I've been drinkin'ain't gonna tell you what I've been drinkin'ain't gonna tell you what I've been drinkin'wineof wonderwonder(by the way)sweet blindnessa little magica little kindnessoh sweet blindnessall over medon't let daddy hear ithe don't believe in the gin mill spiritcome on baby do a slow floatyou a good lookin' riverboatand ain't that sweet eyed blindness good to megood to menow ain't that sweet eyed blindness good to me
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