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PRESS PAUSE
00:58
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I'm recording on a tiny little tape in the garden
The date is the 2nd of May 2020
Press pause, before we reload
Go back, go slow
Stop before our lungs implode
We all want to breathe
The shop will always be the same
It never had an end game
Your blood and tears its
Sweet bitter flame
To burn you again and again.
Till you tasted nothing, but more debt and pain.
Ooo that's a bit deep isn't it!
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2. |
21st Century Cry
03:16
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21st Century Cry
Drugged up on money
Dreaming you dry
In traffic light city
Everything’s to buy
That’s the 21st Century Cry
There’s a man tearing them apart
Waging a cold war with their hearts
In cages and rages the kids behind bars
Scream at a world that say they can’t!
It’s the 21st Century Cry
Stop them now before it’s time
And our children lose the right
To a world, not on fire
I can see the traffic lights ahead
They’re selling a lie, not what they said
As they sip their champagne on their private jets
Our planet below takes its final breaths!
It’s the 21st Century Cry
Stop them now before it’s time
And our children lose the right
To a world, not on fire!
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3. |
Cabin Fever
03:18
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Cracking up in the supermarket
While they’re tearing down the free
Take a moment to think about it
But there’s a limit to me
Checking out of the world this morning
I need a moment you see
There’s another disaster looming
And there’s a limit to me
Limit to me, limit to me
There’s a limit to me, limit to me
There’s a limit you see, for being free
Narcissism check your temperature
You’re about to go sky high!
It’s about time we washed our hands of you
I’m not jealous or delirious
I’m just empty with the rage of us
And confined to a human race, slow down
Limit to me, limit to me
There’s a limit to me, limit to me
There’s a limit you see, for being free
Limit to me, limit to me
There’s a limit to me, limit to me
There’s a limit for being, free
Like a stir crazy cocktail maker
Cabin fever is my latest vapour
Please pass another glass my dear!
So I’m going back to you
Keep it simple with the things we do
Your smile is my only point of view
Cause there’s a limit to me, limit to me
Limit to me, limit to me
There’s a limit to being, free
Limit to me, limit to me
There’s a limit to me, limit to me
There’s a limit you're seeing, for being free
Cracking up in the supermarket
While they’re tearing down the free
Take a moment to think about it
But there’s a limit to me
Checking out of the world this morning
I need a moment you see
There’s another disaster looming
And there’s a limit to me
A limit to me, a limit to me
A limit to me, a limit to me
A limit to me, a limit to me
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4. |
Lightning Flash
02:53
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Lightning flash,
So moustache
Will you help me?
Make it grow
All finesse, and confidence
Will you help me?
I wanna know
Just fake it till you make it
Don’t be afraid to call
Your mama, cause she knows
You’re the best that you are!
She said fake it till you make it
Don’t be afraid to fall,
The best of us are down here looking up at the stars.
Curly hair
Don’t despair
You are fireworks!
Let em grow!
Lightning flash,
You’re so moustache
See you dancing
On the moon!
Just fake it till you make it
Don’t be afraid to call
Your mama, cause she knows
You’re the best that you are!
She said fake it till you make it
Don’t be afraid to fall,
The best of us are down here, looking up at the stars.
Lightning flash
So relaxed
Babe you’ve got it
Let it go!
Fabulous, so T-Rex
Time to strut it
Oh I told you so!
Just fake it till you make it
Don’t be afraid to call
Your mama, cause she knows
You’re the best that you are!
She said fake it till you make it
Don’t be afraid to fall,
The best of us are dancin’ looking up at the stars.
Lightning flash
So moustache
Babe you’ve got it
I told you so
All finesse and confidence
Babe we got it
Come on let’s go!
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5. |
Oh Progress!
03:01
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Oh progress has been made
But it's a little bit too late
And I can see the disappointment in your eyes
We never saw it coming
Even though the world was humming
A little bit too loud for us to hear
We looked into the mirrors
Could see that we were thinner
As selfish as the children that we made
But realised eventually
That this was not the way to be
That strip lights cannot replace the sun
Tear them down
I wanna see the sun
Tear them down
I wanna see the sun
It's for everyone
People packed like cigarettes
By bankers, who do not care less
And turn their backs
When it all goes up in flames
And while the world is burning
They forget that it's still turning
Endlessly destroying what they made
We are humans, we are hypocrites
We love the things that don't exist
And hate, what we refuse to understand
So all that is left to say is
Who really cares anyway
'Cause you see, progress has been made
Tear them down
I wanna see the sun
It's for everyone
Tear them down
I wanna see the sun
It's the only one
Tear them down
I wanna see the sun
It's for everyone
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6. |
The Great Pause
01:30
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Before I go, there’s something you should know,
The question mark, that’s scratched upon my soul.
As plastic tides rise beyond our cries,
Can it be true that our progress has been lies?
A lightning flash, a cabin fever high,
Will this great pause really make us realise?
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Fuzzy Jones Nouvelle-Aquitaine, France
“You can never have too much Fuzzy!” Beth Orton
Fuzzy Jones - "Queen of junk shop Folk-
Pop", is an award winning indie artist and DIY producer from the UK, based in south-west (Landifornia) France. Fuzzy crafts powerful, playful protest songs for the 21st Century, with big vocals and eclectic sounds.
“Fuzzy’s voice is like something you heard in a dream, truly original.”
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