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Never Ever
04:42
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Slaving Away
03:31
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Slaving Away
I can hardly get up in the morning, Slaving away in the system
All I feel is fed up and horny, Slaving away in the system
We're all part of huge machine, it's gonna eat us up before we even notice. Slaving away in the system, Slaving away in the system
I can barely live on my income,Slaving away in the system
Waiting for my payday to come, Slaving away in the system
It's a twisted economy, it takes the money from us and gives it to the rich
Slaving away in the system, Slaving away in the system
Give us your time, we'll give you money
Give us your time, we'll give you money
I can hardly get up in the morning, Slaving away in the system
All I feel is worn out and phoney, Slaving away in the system
We're all part of a catastrophe, it's gonna burn us up before we even notice.
Give us your time, we'll give you money
Give us your time, we'll give you money
Money, money, money....
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3. |
Police
03:58
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Police
I can't breath he said,11 times he said,
I can't breath he said but they choked him to death.
Don't have a gun he said, Ain't done nothing he said,
Don't have a gun he said but they shot him to death.
Police protects you from violence, from murder, from hate crimes,
Police, they protect you.
Police protects you from violence, from murder, from hate crimes,
Police, they protect you.
I ain't guilty he said, and I can prove it he said
But the jury didn't care and they gave him the chair
Put your hands up they said, but I just need my meds
Put your hands up they said but they shot him off his chair
Police protects you from violence, from murder, from hate crimes,
Police, they protect you.
Police protects you from violence, from murder, from hate crimes,
Police, they protect you.
I can't breath, I can't breath
11 times, 11 times
I can't breath he said but they choked him to death.
Don't have a gun, don't have a gun
Ain't done nothing, I ain't done nothing
Don't have a gun he said but they shot him to death.
Police protects you from violence, from murder, from hate crimes,
Police, they protect you.
Police protects you from violence, from murder, from hate crimes,
Police, they protect you.
They protect you, They protect you, They protect you, They protect you, They protect you, They protect you, They protect you, They protect you,
They protect you, They protect you?
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4. |
My Life Makes
03:37
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My Life Makes
On a normal day, someone like you me and they
Might do several things and they might, maybe go like this.
I drive my car, not very far, but it's so goddamn cold right and I need to get to places like the grocerystore,
Where I buy some dead animals wrapped in plastic, which I don't like,
but a girl's gotta eat right yeah
I have a silent moment for their tortured lives, but then I carry with my chores and buy some more stuff that I like.
My life makes pollution
your life is consumption
endless substance distribution
my life makes immigration
your life makes segregation
rich white priviledge domination
All is fine with me, but there are times I cannot be
And I contemplate the gloomy fate our lives here generate
The people down the line will want the same as you and I
But I ask myself, will there be anything for them to sing about?
My life makes pollution
your life is consumption
endless substance distribution
my life makes deprivation
your life de-forestation
rich white corporation domination
We wont have a home anymore if we don't stop.
We wont have a home anymore if we don't stop.
We need to give up something if we want to survive.
We need to give up something if we want to survive.
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5. |
I Need My Bones
03:50
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I need my bones
From the depth of our bones we get wisdom
From the depth of our bones we get freedom
From the depth of our bones we get rhythm
In the depth of our bones we are home
Bones, bones, I need my bones
Need my bones for dancing, Need my bones for dancing
Bones, bones, I need my bones
Need my bones for dancing, Need my bones for dancing
From the depth of our bones we get wisdom
From the depth of our bones we get freedom
From the depth of our bones we get rhythm
In the depth of our bones we are home
Bones, bones, I need my bones
Need my bones for dancing, Need my bones for dancing
Bones, bones, I need my bones
Need my bones for dancing, Need my bones for dancing
I need my bones,
Need my bones for dancing, Need my bones for dancing..
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6. |
Imaginary Oblivion
04:32
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IMAGINARY OBLIVION
In my imaginary oblivion
I wouldn't care about what you or the others think of me
Wouldn't dare to be any less
Any less than the fullest me
In my imaginary oblivion
I would see the beauty of a rainy day
And a melancholy atmosphere in me.
In my imaginary oblivion
I wouldn't care about what you or the others think of me
Wouldn't dare to be any less
Any less than the wildest me
Wildest me, the wildest me, I can be the wildest me.
Wildest me, the wildest me, I can be the wildest me.
In my imaginary oblivion
I would laugh and laugh
Until the seriousness in me, would disappear, like the smoke in the air,
In a Native American fireplace, that has told of blood and violation
generations in an endless line , it will be all fine I say, but I stare at the bloodfalls
and I cry, and I cry for the pain of it all.
And I cry, And I cry, And I cry, And I cry,
In my imaginary oblivion
i would throw away my accessories
my shame my fear and my judgemental gear
in my imaginary oblivion
In my imaginary oblivion
I would hide away
in a faraway wildwood
and all the creatures would clap their paws
for me and my horse
and i ride ride away
and i ride ride away
hey koppotikoppotikoppotikopoti hey
hey koppotikoppotikoppotikopoti hey
hey koppotikoppotikoppotikopoti hey
hey koppotikoppotikoppotikopoti hey
galloping galloping away / fullest me, the fullest me i can be the fullest me
galloping away / wildest me, the wildest me i can be the wildest me
gallopinggallopinggalloping away / wildest me yeah yeah yeah
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KAISA Lahti, Finland
I am a musician, a puppeteer a poet and an activist from Lahti Finland.
I'm searching for the wild rawness in humanity and trying to understand why and what and more.
Music is a language that speaks to our emotions. For me, it is a way to stay open and flowing, it truly keeps me sain. I am a warrior goddess fighting for what I feel is right and music is my chosen weapon
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