Events One
Same crap different day you know the feeling
Go thru the motions mental self-cruelty
Why do we do this to ourselves?
Answers not given plain site
I’m here again oh no!
At your fortress
Knock knock
Events
Yes
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Outa Here
Throw out the blues
When you feel that colour
Get hold of a gal and go dancing
Go climbing with the five
Who wear shorts and vests
Make love on the peak
Cum together no blues then
Banish the blues away
To those boring city folk
Who live by a set routine
Work at 9 screw at 2
Have a shit at 4 coffee at 6
I can’t live my life like that
Stuck in a box of blues songs
Drive me bloody mad!
Give me damn freedom
Just for a day
Not your kind of life
You the blues man
Enjoy what you got
I’m outa here!
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Via Cubao
I got the jeep to Cubao
It was full as fuck
All jammed in sardine style
The hawker hanging on the back
Cubao! The pax knew where to go
Like the bus conductor
Get our bus it has a sign on front
They all say here there the Moon Mars
Board our vehicle to take you home
Elsewhere the bar where you wanna go?
Shangri La where the dancing gals are
Via plane submarine boat car chopper
Jeep to Cubao nothing is like it
See lady boys gays hot gals
All mincing it do this and that
I’m going to my call centre job
Just another Manila wage slave
Look at the gal in the shorts hehe
Don’t forget to get their numbers
Cubao via bayen via Quiapo
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Devil’s Vehicle
Going to reload my phone
Hear the high-performance engine roar
Racing bike goes past
That sounds go get some!
And a second racing bike goes past
Give it Devil’s fingers and he sees me
And replies the same
And opens her up full throttle
Off he goes what a sound
The best sound on the road
High performance piston engine
On a bike just like a plane
As cool as it gets...
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Mad Subs
You never saw three bears like those there
All dirty white in colour with red button noses
And even redder pissed off menacing eyes
See what each angry bear carried in his hands
Small matt black machine pistols locked and loaded
Evil looking death dispensing command presence items
Three not so little bears of all sexes
One is a guy one is a gal one is a lady boy
Visiting a bank near you to make a withdrawal
Leave the vault empty the front tills hurry up!
Do not call the cops or we will gun you down
Like we did in the last bank over there
We had two months in Bora Bora from that
Your cash will pay for a trip to Bali
Miami is so 1980s and we are the three bears
Amy the gal Roy the guy and Quentin the lady boy
Don’t fucking piss us off or we will subgun you!
We are all focused mentally unbalanced criminal bears
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