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Salty and Free
02:16
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Salty and Free
I'd like to be
Salty and free
I looked around
And something
I found out:
Out of all possibilities
I'd like to be
Salty and free
I'm moving quick
Towards a place
where my tears drip
into the sea
I'd like to be
Salty and free
This drink tastes exquisite
And I sit and sip
It tastes so exquisite
But I have to admit:
Out of all possibilities
I'd like to be
Salty and free
I'm moving quick
Towards a place
Where my tears drip
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But to the Water
01:53
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But to the Water
The people's most beloved daughter
Drowned in the moat
The nurse had rumbled her rose was rambling
No one's been told
And I am glad that you're alive
You know I'd follow you anywhere
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3. |
Money for Millionaires
02:10
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Money for Millionaires
I say: „Please don't.“
You say you won't
But still
I know you will
There's no use in talking to you
It's pointless, all in vain
It's useless, senseless and insane
Like raising money
For a millionaire
I stopped thinking 'bout you
Half a minute ago
And I didn't want to start
Thinking 'bout you again
There's no use in thinking 'bout you
It's pointless, all in vain
It's useless, senseless and insane
Like raising money
For a millionaire
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4. |
Bowser
02:27
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Bowser
Springtime is wasted on me
Sitting in an office
Springtime is wasted on me
Sitting in an office
Staying inside all day
I don't work, I play
Tetris, Yoshi's Island, Bomberman
I try to beat high scores
I do the best I can
'Cause
Closing time is late
And I am ill paid
Springtime is wasted on me
Sitting in an office
Springtime is wasted on me
Sitting in an office
I can't afford
To travel abroad
all I've got is my browser
I dress up as a clerk
I go to work
And try to defeat Bowser
'Cause
Closing time is late
And I am ill paid
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5. |
Idon Twanna
02:56
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Idon Twanna
The film on the inside of my forehead
It is called 'I Don't Wanna'
Which also seems to be the name of
the main actor, Idon Twanna
And I think I don't wanna
see this film time and again
The very title art is made up of miserable
cubical letters, the 'Idontwanna' font
Obstructing my view of the story
Anyway I know the story inside out
It goes:
I don't wanna
I don't wanna
I don't wanna...
Anymore
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6. |
This Isn't Happiness
02:35
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This Isn't Happiness
Nowhere to go
Nothing to do
A gloomy sunday afternoon
Feels like my entire world
Is one long sunday afternoon
And nothing appeals to me
You just dropped by
Drunken and full of expectations
And I'm not inspired by your presence
Not even to ask you to leave
It's all the same to me
Nowhere to go
Nothing to do
A gloomy sunday afternoon
Feels like my entire world
Is one long sunday afternoon
And nothing appeals to me
You keep on smiling at me
Seems like you want me to smile back
And strike up a conversation
Or something like that
As we lay on my bed
I won't do that
I won't do anything
Nowhere to go
Nothing to do
A gloomy sunday afternoon
Well, you may like me
And I may like you
It just doesn't appeal
No, it just doesn't appeal to me
today
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7. |
Mated
02:19
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Mated
Seeing work as duty is so outdated
So me and my employer
Got mated
All the day I grant his wishes
And afterwards I do the dishes
All the day I grant his wishes
And afterwards I do the dishes
So I do all the housework
And I have to pay the rent
I get the sneaky suspicion
I'm not more than a friend
To him
But I never get annoyed
I hope to get employed
In an open ended, permanent position
Seeing work as duty is so outdated
So me and my employer
Got mated
All the day I grant his wishes
And afterwards I do the dishes
All the day I grant his wishes
And afterwards I do the dishes
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8. |
Uncover
01:51
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Uncover
I sing along David
As if being Jonny
Though the drummer's gone
And my throat's turned to a rook's
From drink-smoke-drinking
From six to zero
Next to the shoeshine boy
Getting nearer
To some red hot suspicion
Making me believe
That summer's gone
And that I had thrown away
Quite some realm of mine
I blow my cover
I drop my bow
Two strings go
I sing along after I've made my bet
Where deliberation falls
While I watch myself
Crash-land my credits
Uncovering my stealthiness
As someone soon will uncover me
With my own volubility
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Mail
02:55
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Mail
All the leaves are brown
And you just left town
All the leaves are brown
The sun fell down
Burnt a hole in my shoe
Where the rain gets through
Water, hit the ground
While I walk, I walk around
I'll write another mail
You're too big to fail
„Girl don't tell me you'll write“
In my head
All night
But my life won't get too hard
As long as there are postcards
I'll write another postcard
But it would be better
If you sent me a letter
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10. |
Salary Workers
02:05
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Salary Workers
They go out and grab a cab
They grab a cab when they want to go back
Then go to bed and have a little nap
Four hours later they are back on track
Because some of my friends are
Salary workers
And I think they are
Really nice
When I call them with my pay as you go phone
To tell them that I feel so alone at home
They invite me to where they roam
And buy me drinks all night
Because some of my friends are
Salary workers
And I think they are
Really nice
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Silver Salute
I still refuse to wear pretty clothes
And I'll abuse swearwords
I feel unwell with people who
get along well with people
I prefer the skies' silver salute
Never regret it is always you
to bake the first pancake
They're choochie woochie, and they'll throw it away
But you'll crack another egghead
I prefer the skies' silver salute
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TWISK Hamburg, Germany
TWISK is a band; Luka + Lennart + drums + guitar + bass + singing + words.
‘The personal is political.’
—
Photo © Jona Laffin.
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