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Girl with Golden Hair
03:20
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See that girl, with the golden hair
See that girl, with a lighting stare
See that girl, that farmers fear
See that girl, with the golden hair, with the golden hair!
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Bottle of Beer
02:50
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Hey my pretty, you set my heart on fire
It burns down to my belly, I put it out with a bottle of beer!
You caught me falling, again
The hurt and the pain
The smoke, the flames
Keep burnin’, hot hot hot, bottle of beer!
Hej kochanie, rozpalasz moje serce
Grzeje ogień w brzuchu, butelką piwa gaszę
You caught me falling, again
The hurt and the pain, the smoke, the flames
Go rising, all thru my veins!
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3. |
3 Sheets to the Wind
03:20
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Up and down the waves we ride
Sailin’ on the boat of life
Under open sky, were outta control!
Swim hard through the quicksand
Drown deep in the black void
Take what comes, and survive!
Run fast everybody
3 sheets to the wind
Sunshine on my face
I’m feeling fine!
W górę, w dół na falach
Żeglujemy jachtem życia
Pod otwartym niebem, jesteśmy szaleni!
Płyń mocno w ruchomych piaskach
Toń głęboko w czarnej otchłani
Bież co przychodzi i przeżyj!
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4. |
Raw Sugar
03:12
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By Monday night, I wanna get that
By Tuesday night, I wanna get that
By Wednesday night, we gonna get that – sweet taste!
By Thursday night, I wanna get that
By Friday night, she gonna get that
By Saturday night, I wanna get that – sweet taste!
Down in the field we gonna take it in turn
Sit around and watch it burn
Smoke in my eye, I cannot see,
My tractor’s running on LSD
Oh yeah – Raw Sugar!
By Monday night, I wanna get that
Through to Sunday night, I’m gonna get that
All through the night, we gonna that – sweet taste!
My sugar pie, I wanna taste that
My sweet delight, I’m gonna eat that
Fuck alright, we gonna get that – sweet taste!
I want it - ty chcesz
I need it – ty potrzebujesz
I love it - ty kochasz
Give it to me every other day!
By Friday night, I’m gonna get that
By Saturday night, I’m gonna get that
All through the night, we gonna get that – sweet taste!
Yeah – Raw Sugar - yeah!
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5. |
Those who Sleep Beneath
04:18
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Give up your life, duty awaits
Defend beliefs, but never yours
Short lived glory, short lived lives
But in her memory, we never died
The wild flowers are growing
The roots reach so deep
Feeding on decaying flesh
Of those who sleep beneath
The war is over, dust covers the land
Redeem the glory, but the warriors are dead
Riches flow, to those above
But her sorrow, forever more!
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6. |
Journey Through the Mind
03:58
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The waves beat hard, under lead heavy sky
The ship soars through, distant islands of the mind
Pod mrocznym niebem, biją mocno fale
Pomiędzy wyspami umysłu, statek sunie w oddale
Through my mind I sail
To find the shrouded key
For secrets to unveil!
Land that lays beyond, holds the mysteries within
In the jungle of thought, all the secrets are locked
Ląd poza kresem, wypełniają tajemnice
Dżungla myśli, więzi wszystkie sekrety ściśle
My tall ship sails, through forgotten seas
From the deep they surface, my distant memories
Mój żaglowiec płynie, przez morza zapomniane
Wypływają z głębi, moje wspomnienia odległe
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Released from clouds
Snow down from the sky
Shimmering silver
You fall to the Earth
Trickle to a rill
Soaking the ground
We will travel a great distance
We are ocean bound!
Zamarznięte, i uwięzione
Kompletnie, zatrzymane
Uśpione, zimowym snem… Cisza!
Freezing, and seizing
Stopping, completely
Suspended, animation…Silence!
Spring breaks through
Water awakens
Release from your sleep
Destiny won’t wait
The journey continues
Streams and dreams collide
The river rages onward
Arrival! Now we’re one with the tide!
Today I float, today we flow
Gonna let all, let all things be
Cause gravity, will return us to the sea!
Dziś się unoszę, dziś my płyniemy
Wszystko zostawię, zostawię jak jest
Bo grawitacja, zabierze nas znów
…Do morza!
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8. |
Wolf and the Moon
02:49
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With my red eyes I can see you
With my sharp claws I’m gonna touch you
With my white teeth I'm gonna taste you
By the next moon you will be with me
Whoa! The sun! Falling out of the sky
Under the moonlight I see you tonight
With my hot tongue I'm gonna lick you
Through the monsoon I'm gonna hold you
With my black heart I'm gonna love you
All through the night we’re gonna run free
Holding you tight I can feel you
The day breaks, I need to leave you
Fire inside, you’ll feel it burning
Moon after moon you will be with me
The wolf and the moon
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9. |
The Beast
03:39
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One night, we went out
For a walk, in the dark night
Down the road, into the woods
Where legend has it, there lived a beast!
With staring yellow eyes
And sharp, sharp teeth
As big as a bear
With sharp claws for feet, or so they said!
As we walked, we heard a noise
And in the shadows, we saw the thing
It was breathtaking, like a tiger
As it sprang, out of the dark!
And we ran for our lives
Until we could run no more
And as we fell to the ground
We heard the beast roar
Oh how we screamed!
Oh we ran, oh how we ran
We ran until we could run no more
And the beast, it was upon us
And the beast, it was upon us!
And the beast, it had us
And it gouged at our flesh
And it bit, into our skin
As it tore us limb from limb
Oh how we cried!
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10. |
Extinction of Animals
02:27
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Oh tell me how it will feel
If you were the last one left on Earth?
Would you change your wasteful ways
Before you end up in the dirt?
Waiting for the world, to change its evil way
Sitting in a tree, alone!
Where have all the animals gone?
They have been hunted to the bone
You’re the last one left alive
You’re gonna walk the Earth alone
Waiting for the world, to change its evil way
Sitting in a tree, alone!
Nothing left for me, just this empty tree
Call out through the night, alone!
You shoot for a trophy I die in a zoo
World without me, without you
While the whole world goes to hell
You cut the tree, you kill the roots!
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11. |
Master of the Manor
02:47
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Get your money out, you don't have to save
Get your money out, I’ll put it on your grave
Recording every night, whose using the light
The more gold you make, the higher price you pay
Yeah oh yeah, you're a money slave!
Send the kids away, so you don’t have to play
You eat a baby seal, you eat a monkey's brain
Life is easy when you have no heart
But there ain‘t no freedom living in a golden prison
Pan na dworze, niewolnik złota
Pan na dworze, raz, dwa, trzy, cztery!
She/He got more money, more money than me
I don’t care because I’m free
Yeah oh yeah, your a money slave!
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12. |
Noon Demon (Południca)
04:04
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Dokąd zmierzasz, przez pola żniwne
Gdzie kłosy, w słońcu pękają
Gdzie oczy żubra, odbijają świat
… Ten świat, wytracony z równowagi!
Na rozstajach drogi, wybierasz ciemność
Na rozstajach drogi, wybierasz światło
Dziki ogień, w Tobie goreje
… Ona widzi wszystko!
The Noon Demon arrives
Death, it sparkles in the sun
Fire burns from golden eyes
All creatures rise!
Where are you, heading
Through fields, swollen with harvest
Where grains, crack in the sun
…This world is out of balance!
At the crossroads, you choose darkness
At the crossroads, you choose light
Wildfire blazing, from within you
…She sees everything!
All creatures rise!
Nature will survive!
Punishment is released!
Farmer falls beneath!
Na bezmiernym, horyzoncie
W skwarze, południa szczytu
Jest chłop, pijany złudzeniem
Ziemia potem ocieka, z rządzą i pragnieniem
Podążaj, za jej ogniem!
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BAD PHARMER Brisbane, Australia
Bison-Grass-Infused Garage-Punk-Rock
With songs performed in both Polish and English, lashings
of DIY punk rock & psychobilly, Bad Pharmer plays its own frenetic blend of rock n’ roll.
Ania - Lead Vocals
Sam - Guitar, Vocals
Lee - Lead Guitar
Chris - Drums
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