1. |
Wild In The Photo
03:15
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The next transport is arriving.
Please mind the gap between past and future.
Got to be wild, got to be wild.
One, Two.
Wild in the photo,
Wild in the photo, Wild in the photo.
Got to be Wild, got to be Wild.
Got to be Wild, got to be Wild.
Shoot me wild in the photo.
Tchouk – tchouk – tchouk.
Shoot me Wild in the photo.
Tchouka- tchouk – tchouka – tchouk.
Let the machine capture.
Let the machine capture.
Capture, capture, capture.
Got to be Wild, got to be Wild.
Let the machine capture.
Let the machine capture.
Won’t you shoot, shoot,
Won’t you shoot me.
Got to be wild, got to be wild,
Shoot me wild in the photo,
Got to be Wild.
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2. |
March Dieselpunks
03:29
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March Dieselpunks! March Dieselpunks!
March Dieselpunks! March Dieselpunks!
Your soul is my soul, your soul is my soul.
March Dieselpunks! March Dieselpunks!
March Dieselpunks! March Dieselpunks!
Your soul is my soul, your soul is my soul.
A celebration to you, a celebration to you.
Fire, fear, fire, fear
A celebration to you, a celebration to you.
Fire, Fear, fire, fear.
Your soul is my soul, your soul is my soul,
Your soul is my soul,
My soul.
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3. |
Burokratic Carossel
03:37
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4. |
Rumba De Sangre
03:47
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Hay algo en el aire, algo que no puedo definir.
Tere-te-te. La mujer es como una flor,
Magnifica, Preciosa Y la moda es su templo.
Yo soy la decadência, yo soy la decadência, la decadência de la sociedad.
Mierda de moda, Rumba de Sangre,
Yo soy la decadência, la decadência.
Yo, el vendedor de flores.
Noo! Lo que pasó, pasó!
Outono - Invierno? Lo queremos de Paris.
Primavera - Verano? Lo buscamos en el caribe.
Mirad la qualidad de los padrones, mirad la intensidad de los colores.
Hay algo en el aire, algo que no puedo definir.
Yo soy la decadência, yo soy la decadência, la decadência de la sociedad.
Mierda de moda, Rumba de Sangre,
Yo soy la decadência, la decadência.
Yo, el vendedor de flores.
Nooo! lo que pasó, pasó.
Mirad la calidad de los padrones, mirad la intensidad de los colores,
Mirad la calidad… De la fatalidade!
Mierda de moda, Rumba de Sangre,
La madre que te parió, la madre que te parió.
Cojones que te mato! Cojones que te mato!
Mato los modelos! Mato los fabricantes! Mato los tienderos!
Yo, el vendedor de flores.
Hay algo en el aire, algo que no puedo definir.
La moda passa, todo passa!
Todo és efémero, lo que pasó, pasó, ya no lo queremos más!
Yo soy la decadência, yo soy la decadência, la decadência de la sociedad.
Mierda de moda, Rumba de Sangre.
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5. |
Mekanon
04:06
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March Dieselpunks! March Dieselpunks!
Drums and engines, drums and engines.
Mekanon, Mekanon, God of the engines.
A celebration to you.
Your soul is my soul, your soul is my soul.
Your soul is my soul, God of the engines.
Mekanon, Mekanon.
Drums and engines, drums and engines.
Mekanon, Mekanon, God of the engines.
A celebration to you.
Your soul is my soul, your soul is my soul.
Your soul is my soul, God of the engines.
A celebration to you, a celebration to you,
Fire, fear, fire, fear.
A celebration to you
Mekanon, Mekanon God of the engines.
Save us Mekanon, save us Mekanon.
Your soul is my soul, your soul is my soul,
Save us, save us, save us.
To you, to you, you, save us.
Exhausts burning in the desert sky,
Dark clouds are the only paradise we know.
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Lyrics: Available In The Original Music
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7. |
Just Doodlidoo
03:02
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Well you now,
Heroes and Saints are playboys of chance.
Liers! Liers! All liers.
Follow me baby.
Liers! Just Doodlidoo,
Te quiero.
Well you now girl, well you know,
Heroes and Saints are playboys of chance.
Heroes, Saints, Playboys of chance.
Te quiero, te quiero, follow me baby!
I’m no heroe. I’m no saint.
Pero te quiero, te quiero.
I’m just Doodlidoo, Doodlidoo, Doodlidoo.
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8. |
Sechs Sieben Acht Nuen
03:00
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Mein Fräulein, Ich Liebe Dich
Mein Fräulein, Ich Liebe Dich
Fräu, Fräu, Fräu, Fräu…
Sechs Sieben Acht Nuen
Sechs Sieben Acht Nuen
Mein Fräulein, Ich Liebe Dich
Mein Fräulein, Mein Fräulein
Mein, Mein, Mein, Ich Liebe Dich
Sechs Sieben Acht Nuen
Sechs Sieben Acht Nuen
Sechs Sieben Acht Nuen
Sechs Sieben Acht Nuen
Fräu, Fräu, Fräu, Fräu…
Sechs Sieben Acht Nuen
Sechs Sieben Acht Nuen
Mein Fräulein, Mein Fräulein
Sechs Sieben Acht Nuen
Sechs Sieben Acht Nuen
Sechs Sieben Acht Nuen
Sechs Sieben Acht Nuen
Mein, Mein, Mein, Ich Liebe Dich.
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9. |
Stranger I'm Your Son II
03:52
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10. |
Mojo A Gogo II
02:41
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Lyrics: Available On The Original Music
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11. |
Limbus Infinitus
05:09
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Custom Circus Lisbon, Portugal
A Saga da Roda (2002)
Custom Parade (2003-09)
Lua Cheia (2004-06)
Custom Party
(2004-10)
Teatro Sobre Rodas (2005-10)
Prisioneiros do Blues (2006-07)
Performers do Fogo (2007-08)
Gigolo Dance (2008-11)
Le Cabaret Rock (2012-13)
Bizarre Chic (2014-15)
A Viagem - Best Of (2015-17)
Herdeiros do Apokalipse “A Performance” 2016-19)
Absurdium (2017-19)
Loco’Motive (2020)
... more
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