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Capo Di Tutti Capi
03:56
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A long time ago there was a nowhere boy
locked-down by prohibition
after moonshine no longer coy
but free from his inhibition
A mid-time ago there was a somewhere man
with something he wanted to prove
to himself, and the rest of the clan
he’d got nothing to lose
Once when I was alone, I saw how far I’d grown
to outlast the supporting cast, I had to think fast…. and act all on my own
A short-time ago there rose a hero
a super self-made Mafioso
who’d shot up the ranks from base zero
to top-ranking capo
I’m the Capo, di-tutti-Capi
Leader of the, Mafiosi
Boss of all bosses, you’ll see
I’ll rule from here to, Guadalupe.
Fear in the eyes of every man I meet
for those dear out working the street
under my command, on air-sea-land
I deal death with a flick of my hand
No room for mercy in this merciless business
where pity and remorse stand in your way
in the thirsty quest for power I confess
I became as filthy as the men I detest
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Shapes
03:18
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Throwing some Shapes
hey, yeah, all right now...
You're hard pushed t' get
me on the dance floor
Unless you've given me more alcohol
than I can endure
You'd be lucky to ever see me
Dance when I'm at home
So don't go telling me to
Dance like I'm all on my own
Throwing all kinds of shapes
makin' no mistakes
I prefer pyramid shapes
when I, tess-elate
When we go out together I
hate it when you dance
Without me, so i'm gonna get up
and take a chance
Taking your hand in mine I twirl you
around and around and smile
As the world around disappears and
we dance a while
So take a chance on me babe, lead to some romance
As we dance
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3. |
In The Woods
06:32
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Once-when-I-was-alone, staring nature
right between the eye
twas all I could do, not to panic there
break down and cry
I’m-soaked-to-the-bone, when everywhere
else is parched and dry
dripping in fear, my eyes manic as
dark clouds obscure the sky
And if you could, you know you would
Investigate the thing in the woods
You know you should, have stayed and stood
Against the thing that lives in the woods
Hiding-under-a-stone, I discovered
a bird that ought to fly
it was so scared, it took titanic effort to
get-back-to the sky
Here-comes-the-cyclone, causing forest,
destruction in mid-July
the world (becomes) darkly satanic
as nature decides who will die
And if you could, you know you would
stop the thing, livin’ in the woods
and eventually sit down and cry
You know you should, have stayed and stood
Against the thing, livin in the woods
and honestly say you tried
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4. |
Olympus Mons
04:45
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