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I got King Kong playin Ping-Pong with a big bong in my brainstorm and the pains warm
Swarm like smog in Hong Kong I know it s wrong but I kill me softly with my own song
Some magic wand could make it be ok kill the decay like a cake and a lay
But today- it wasn t a good day and you can t touch me I ve already faded, I faded away

Beth Orton:

Sometimes I wear nothing on the outside
Because there s too much on the inside
The bouncer wouldn t let me in
He said my emotions were too close to the skin
And at this point a touch would feel like a cut

Princess Superstar:

Turn me off, just turn it off
I m off base off face when I think I lace I cough mace
I could go on for days but then I always complain
A waste of breath and a name
I aim and I maim and I came here to choose but when I look around me, compare me and lose
Payin dues feelin blues got no clues and it s all news to you, huh
I keep it so undercover I could be a mattress and it matches the patchy ashes my brain crashes
This address, I hope I move from it from summit to plummet I covet release and it s comin

Beth Orton:

Sometimes I wear nothing on the outside
Because there s too much on the inside
The bouncer wouldn t let me in
He said my emotions were too close to the skin
And at this point a touch would feel like a cut

Princess Superstar:

Untouchable it ain t discussible I m disgustable in a vestibule must a pulled a musclefull in my head
I bet I get better but better remember I waited forever
Fuck Princess I m talkin bout Concetta you never met her
It kind of appears my ego account s in arrears
Fear, tore up and teared with wet tears I feel weird and I wish it was easy to ask you to come here
Sometimes I m happy when I see the sun one day I ll say I ve won
And if you think this song is done there s Untouchable Part 1

Beth Orton:

Sometimes I wear nothing on the outside
Because there s too much on the inside
The bouncer wouldn t let me in
He said my emotions were too close to the skin
And at this point a touch would feel like a cut

Tekst :

Terry Callier :
This whole world may never change
The way it s always been
I know all the ways of war
Cannot change it back again

Beth Orton and Terry Callier :
I ve been searching...for the dolphins in the sea
Sometimes I wonder do you ever think of me...

Beth Orton :
I m not the one to tell this world
How to get along
I only know that peace will come
When all the hurt is gone

Beth Orton and Terry Callier :
I ve been searching...for the dolphins in the sea
Sometimes I wonder do you ever think of me...

Beth Orton and Terry Callier :
Sometimes I think about
Saturday s child
And all about the time
You and me were..black and white

Beth Orton and Terry Callier :
I ve been searching...for the dolphins in the sea
Sometimes I wonder do you ever think of me...
This whole world may never change X3

Tekst :

Took a friend I found
Cross some blood red river
Never did find my way home
In time to forgive her.

Why must people always fall for what they can t have?
Why must people always grab what they d never grasp?

How did we get so far?
How do we move so fast away
From the ...
I m sure it used to stay.
Is it only a dream away?

Took a raft I found
Cross some blood red river.
Never did find my way home
In time for my dinner
Why must people always fall for what they never have?
Why is it a crime to miss a part of you that s dead?

How did we get so far?
How do we move so fast away
From the ...
I m sure it used to stay.
Is it only a dream away?

I lost a friend
I found down some blood red river.
Never did find my way home
In time to forget home.

Why must people always want what they can t have?
Why must people always take, but forget to ask?

How did we get so far?
How do we move so fast away
From the ...
The we used to
Is it only a dream away?

You called me on the phone
And made like everything was alright
You said you were alone
Just hanging around the house last night

It s unbelievable the way you were treating me
I m not so cold
Don t believe I couldn...

People said we couldn´t play
The called us foul-mothed yobs
But the only notes that really count
Are the ones that come in wads

They all drowned when the air turned blue
´Cos we didn´t give a toss
Filthy lucre, ain´t nothing new...

That night I waited too long
For someone who wouldn t come
Who would ve made it home to me
I went for a walk in the street

Empty eyes and shady faces
People hustling and people wandering
And I just found that in their places
The streets were...

Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way

Tired of lying in the sunshine
Staying home to watch the rain
And you are...

The feeling in
Guts to the brain
It means you got it coming and you ain t got a chain
Their only attire
Is a typical vice
But if it gets you well, well you ain t being nice, no
No!

So follow the lives
Till they cut up your eyes
You won t be even seeing if...