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Arturo Pongo Bongo
02:27
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Arturo Pongo Bongo was his real name
He was a short guy but he had big plans
« I want to rule the world you’ll be a part of my game »
And he tried
Arturo Pongo Bongo was a little man
All he ever did was looking for fame
He flew over the ocean thru a hurricane
Oh he tried
Pongo Bongo
Pongo Bongo
Arturo Pongo Bongo was a hell of a man
He had a hundred girls all over the land
He climbed the highest top of the highest mountain
But he died
Pongo Bongo
Pongo Bongo
Pongo Bongo
Pongo Bongo
Arturo, Arturo
You’ll be missed, Arturo
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2. |
Ducados
03:38
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You inhale your thick thick smoke
You blow it to my nose
You chew your grilled piece of corn
And spit it down my toes
It’s hard for me to get what you need
You talking too fast
Perhaps try on another speed
What the hell did you ask ?
Ducados, You make me cough you make me smell
Ducados, A bunch of smoke in the air
Ducados, You make me drink more than I can
Ducados, Lots of laughs everywhere
The music’s from another time
Soccer on TV
All kinds of food at anytime
And lots of coffee
You’ve got a heavy breath
And two blurry eyes
Stay with me one more drink
This is your advice
So you pay for the next booze
I’ll get what you want me to get
Don’t even want to choose
Please can I have another
Ducados, You make me cough you make me smell
Ducados, A bunch of smoke in the air
Ducados, You make me drink more than I can
Ducados, Lots of laughs everywhere
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3. |
The Sound Of Your Voice
02:49
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You sneaked into my bed
I could hear my mates snoring
I tried to pretend to sleep
But my pants were lying
The sound of your voice
Makes me want to run away
I don’t know why I came to you
I know why I didn’t stay
The way you laugh, you talk, you snore
The way you say shit all night long
You breeze, you sneeze
I wanna go back in my room
You took me away
In the back of the house
I didn’t expect
So much noise from your mouth
The sound of your mouth
Makes me want to run away
I don’t know why I came to you
I know why I didn’t stay
The way you laugh, you talk, you snore
The way you say shit all night long
You breeze, you sneeze
I wanna go back in my room
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4. |
Midnight Delight
01:55
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Yum ! Midnight delight
When you get out of your bed to treat yourself
In the middle of the night
Cheese, lechuga,
Any leftover in the fridge
Goes down your tummy
And it feels great !
Yum ! Midnight delight
When you’re dreamin’ of food and your stomach’s weak
In the middle of a dream
Cheese, lechuga,
Any leftover in the fridge
Goes down your tummy
And it feels great !
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5. |
Paid Gig
02:39
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I need a paid paid paid paid paid paid paid paid,
I need a paid paid paid paid paid paid paid paid paid,
I need a paid gig.
I need to pay pay pay pay pay pay pay pay,
I need to pay pay pay pay pay pay pay pay pay,
My bills.
I need a paid paid paid paid paid paid paid paid paid…
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6. |
Tunnel Vision
01:32
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Tunnel vision
Bees in my brain
No more ambition
No more complain
Mind masturbation
Thinkin’ in vain
Vegetal action
Forgotten pain
Snakes under the carpet
Poisoned trap
Switching off the phone
For TV crap
Tunnel vision
Bees in my brain
No more ambition
No more complain
Mind masturbation
Thinkin’ in vain
Vegetal action
Forgotten pain
Voices from the past
Speaking loud
Endless introspection
No escape
Snakes under the carpet
Poisoned trap
Switching off the phone
For TV crap
Tunnel vision
No more ambition
Vegetal action
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