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Hooverphonic Album


Sit Down and Listen to (12/16/2003)
12/16/2003
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All I have
Is strictly forbidden
and all I have
is strictly insane
We know what we want
but that's not always good for us
Insanity
is not always dispair

All I have means nothing to me
And all I give, is so much more
When nothing is left
There's nothing to loose

When there's nothing to loose, there is peace of the mind.

We all fall into oblivion
And history slowly fades
what's done doesn't matter
What matter's not done
All we have
Belongs to no one

All I have means nothing to me
And all I give, is so much more
When nothing is left
There's nothing to loose

When there's nothing to loose, there is peace of the mind


. . .



You're in charge
you always were
there's no denying
fire burns
i took alot
but now i'm gonna give
back to you
whatever i got

cos we are one
and we'll always be
you were born first
forever connected to me
connected to me

it's not always how you want it to be
we had no choice,oh desperately
i had to leave
now i'm coming back
we had to see
you're white and i'm black

cos we are one
and we'll always be
you were born first
forever connected to me
connected to me
forever connected to me


. . .



Water falling down a hundred meters
Coloured by the sun
In rainbow colors
Paul is driving me around
Through fields of light
Blinded by the sun
Fight the clouds
Be an inhaler
Have no doubts

Let them take you on a voyage to another
Let them take you on a voyage to another
Let them take you on a voyage to another...

Water falling down a hundred meters
Coloured by the sun
In rainbow colors
Paul is driving me around
Through fields of light
Blinded by the sun
Fight the clouds
Be an inhaler
Have no doubts

Let them take you on a voyage to another
Let them take you on a voyage to another
Let them take you on a voyage to another...

As I was saying, stereo is full of surprises
A new stereophonic sound spectacular
A new stereophonic sound spectacular

We're able to tell, in an instant, where a particular sound is coming from
A new stereophonic sound spectacular X5
As I was saying, stereo is full of surprises


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Jackie cane was everybody's sugar
She gave it all wherever it took her
They used her up before the sell-by date
To be so sweet was her only mistake
The only flower in a concrete garden
Destined to be the rock that wouldn't harden
Jackie cane was everybody's sugar
She'd melt away if only she could of
Taken for granted
Abused and drained
They ran her dry and
Then it never rained
She was the queen
Of the 25th hour
They looked so sweet
But the after-taste was sour
Salty days for jackie cane


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Kiss all the pretty ones goodbye
Give everyone a penny that cries
You can throw all my tranquil' pills away
Let my blood pressure go on its way
'Cause my autumn's done come
My autumn's done come. Done come

Let those 'I-don't-care-days' begin
I'm tired of holdin' my stomach in
No more slinky folk dollars for me
I'll take Sears & Roebuck dollars gladly
'Cause my autumn's done come
My autumn's done come. Done come

Bring me water short and scotch tall
A big long black cigar that ain't all
Hang me a hammock between two big trees
Leave me alone, damned ! Let me do as I please
'Cause my autumn's done come
My autumn's done come.Yeah, done come




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Prophet 60091
This is the flight number of our galactic sun
Prophet 60091
Before we start you should know that you're not the only one
Who can hurt me

SH10151
This is the serial number of our orbital gun
SH10151
You better be sure before you leave me for another one
You can hurt me
I can hurt you
You can hurt me

You can hurt me
I can hurt you
But you better be sure before you leave me for another one

I can hurt you
You can hurt me
But you better be sure before you leave me for another one


. . .



Johnny went to frosted flake
To go for a walk in the frozen wood
He bumped into a mushroom
That sold his body for some warm food
"Eat me my friend, you'll be the leader of the band"
Johnny's hand reached out
Luckily there was mr doubt
Mr doubt the old man was the surveyor
Of frosted flake wood
He tried to sell hesitation wherever he could
"Buy some doubt"
Feel free he yelled loud
"Friends it won't hurt"
Luckily there was big bird
For god's sake run away
Or it won't be your lucky day
Leave this forest behind
This ain't a place for human kind


. . .



Did you ever think of me
As your best friend

Did I ever think of you
I'm not complaining

I never tried to feel
I never tried to feel this vibration
I never tried to reach
I never tried to reach your eden

Did I ever think of you
As my enemy

Did you ever think of me
I'm complaining

I never tried to feel
I never tried to feel this vibration
I never tried to reach
I never tried to reach your eden


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I...like the things that you hate
And you...hate the things that I like
But it hurts
Honesty's your church
But sometimes
It's better to lie
I...am the vinegar and salt
And you...are the oil that dissolves
My frustration
Honesty's limitation
But sometimes
It's better to lie
I am the vinegar and salt
And you are the oil that dissolves my frustrations
Limitations
But sometimes...
I don't dare to ask why


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Now it’s time to move to the next level
Sore wet eyes that look at the devil
Tell me please that it’s time to leave

On the train I lost my intelligence
Found my love with good intentions
Tell me please that it’s time to leave

(chorus)
I recorded the sound of your heart
I recorded the sound of your eyes
And I converted them into this sad song
That modulated these mysterious lights


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And through all Alex's wondrous
Childhood he would honour and obey
Love and watch the lovely maiden
On whose gentle arms he just lay
All men all must be mild obedient
All men all must be mild obedient
As good as he

And through all Alex's wondrous
Childhood he would honour and obey
Love and watch the lovely maiden
On whose gentle arms he just lay
All men all must be mild obedient
All men all must be mild obedient
As good as he

And All men all must be mild obedient
And All men all must be mild obedient
And all ....


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Inhale the joy
Inhale the fun
Now it’s time for me to get on top
Of the world

Inhale the music and the warmth
The crowd is ready to bring me to the top
Of the world

(chorus)
Cause the world is mine
I won’t stop this time
Cause the world is mine
And I’m feeling so divine

I’m part of this illusive show
Time for me to get on stage
Lights fade

Tomorrow you’ll be at my feet
Saturated senses set me free
It’s all I need

The world the world is mine
And I’m feeling so divine


. . .



Why don’t you ever get the point
You’re much too slow for me
Why don’t we ever flip our coin
Reliability

Some like it a lot
Just give a little to me
That’s why I sing this song

They call us crazy early birds
Too early never hurts
Warmth is not as dangerous as
As dangerous as those words

Some like it a lot
Just give a little to me
That’s why I sing this song

(chorus)
Sometimes
We’ve got to sing this song
Sometimes
It takes us way too long
Sometimes
We’ve got to sing out of key

Winter never gets me down
It’s just a feeling
Feeling fine
To care for you or not to care
A goddamned thin thin line

Sometimes...


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The last thing I need is you

Oh hell, what a glorious day it's been
Oh Lord, look at the mess I'm in
My car broke down
So I waited for a shuttle bus
It never came, instead, I got the rain...
I broke a heel, I chipped a nail, I lost the dog, How could I feel?
On days like these, on days like these...

The last thing I need is you
And your black-and-white-views
Pushing me over
Making a bad day worse
What are you a curse
Hey why can't you see, on days like these
The last thing I need, is...

Gee-wiz what a barrel of fun it's been
Oh yeah, laugh at the mess I'm in
Hey hey, what a triple odd place to be
The doctor said, that it's not good for me
I broke a tooth, I torn my shirt
I lost the zip, of my favorite skirt
Then you told me, that I was a bore in bed

The last thing I need is you
And your black-and-white-views
Pushing me over
Making a bad day worse
What are you, a curse?
Hey why can't you see
On days like this
The last thing I need, is...
Papapapapa...
Papapapapa...
Papapapapa...
Papapapapa...
The last thing I need is you
And your black-and-white-views
Pushing me over
Making a bad day worse
What are you, a curse?
Hey why can't you see
When I'm in a rush, or lost in a cue
When I need a break, The last thing I need is...

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