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Walking night in Mississippi,
I wanna come back home of my soul.
Smoking on the river like Willie Johnson do,
I wanna come back home of my soul.
Walking and smoking in Mississippi,
I wanna come back home of my soul.
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Childhood soul
03:48
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When I was only six years old my mama told me “I gave you a soul”.
If you feel unhappy she will be a good friend.
Treat her well and never forget: she doesn´t like be a slave.
I never gonna be your slave. Cause she doesn´t like.
I got a chilhood soul.
I got a black cat bone.
I got a mojo tooth.
I got the John the Conqueroo.
With my childhood soul.
I´m gonna make you girls.
Lead me by my hand.
I´ll show what´s a man. A man couldn´t be a slave.
Hey look baby here I am I´m a man.
I´m a man I´m a man.
I´m a free man I´m a free.
I´m a free man.
Free your soul!
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Loveless boy
03:10
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Last night I sold my love
At the crossroads the Devil said:
“Ask me more and more”.
Last night I gave her all I own.
And now baby when I´m trying to make you love.
I only hear the Devil voice.
Listen: Loveles boy, loveless boy. Where do you go?
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No chance
03:03
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I´ve been waiting in vain for another train.
The station is closed and my love is away.
I´ve given you all I own.
What more can I do?
Come back home please. I´m down on my kness.
I´ve been waiting in vain for another train.
The station is closed and my love is away.
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Breakfast blues
03:26
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In the morning (Brekfast blues).
In your bedroom (Breakfast blues).
I´m gonna tell you the story about when I was swinging the blues.
In elevator, at your kitchen, in your bedroom an a corridor too.
I say I like it so. I say I like it so much. And I like it so good.
This breakfast blues.
In the evening (Brekfast blues).
Ride the blinds (Breakfast blues).
Hey baby I need to go again I don´t wanna to loose.
You know I love you but I leave you now cause I´m going to swing my blues.
To swing my blues.
And all the time I love you so it was: Breakfast blues.
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Out of here
03:33
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It seems like a hundred million mouths,singing a tune of free, singing abolish slavery.
It looks like a million of books, burned on the censure fire, sreaming words of pain.
It´s out of here.
It comes from deep space.
It´s out of here and I´m afraid, I´m afraid.
It burns in the sociecity, and grow up in misery, in misery.
Smells like million of deaths, searching for you, and singing this tune.
It´s out of here.
It comes from deep space.
It´s out of here and I´m afraid, I´m afraid.
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Nothing changes
02:32
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Unsatisfied blues
04:27
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Baby, here I am again I´m looking for you to satisfied.
It´s easy, only if you really want, order me: “Satisfy my soul”.
I like to think about that I am a thing for you, just like the other men.
I enjoy to know this love you show it´s only sex no more else than sex.
Unsatisfied blues (I never feel satisfied).
I´m the king of highway I´m the king of the road.
I´ve got my wheels on fire and my motor say more.
Look for it in my trousers. Do you know what I mean?
Here go! First inside next outside.
I´m drilling in you like coca does in my mind.
All that I can do is to expect the coronation.
And see you go away singing “Salvation!”.
Unsatisfied blues (I never feel satisfied).
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It´s not a city. It´s a necropolis.
People of neighborhood are simpleton zombies.
You don´t have chance to live according to your life.
Lay down human! Get up warrior! (Auxilio)
You are a dead man! You´ve killed another men!
You are not free! You are that they say that you are!
Now they put a gun on your hand.
Next they order: “Kill another man!”
(They are the butchers of like and you have to take human meat to them).
Lay down human! Get up warrior! (Auxilio)
You are a dead man! You´ve killed another men!
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Blues after dead
02:46
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Blues after dead.
Blues after dead.
I wake up this morning and find myself dead.
I saw my body so quiet over my bed.
Nobody rounds me. Nobody cries.
There are no women neither a friend of mine.
This is my: Blues after dead.
Blues after dead I don´t mind die.
Blues after dead. This is my blues, there was my life.
I don´t mind die. This is my: Blues after dead.
This is my blues, there was my life.
Blues after dead.
Blues after dead. I don´t mind die.
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12. |
B Side :: Summer plain
05:56
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13. |
C Side :: Bomb H+
03:26
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