1. |
Bang Bang Love
02:41
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bang bang
let my mind go
bang bang
let this love flow
bang bang
I need you near me,
hear me fear me
give me that bang bang love
bang bang love
we’re so young
all wrapped up in something wrong
silent violently more and more
dragging my ego down to the floor
bang bang
let my mind go
bang bang
let this love flow
bang bang
I need you near me,
hear me fear me
give me that bang bang love
bang bang love
you’re so strong
you only wanted to watch me cry
silent violently more and more
dragging my ego down to the floor
twenty first century love, sell me
never let me go… let go, let go?
let go let go
bang bang
let my mind go
bang bang
let this love flow
bang bang
I need you near me,
hear me fear me
give me that bang bang love
bang bang love
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2. |
Bruises
02:32
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we’re closing in on heaven
it’s too soon to tell
we’ve kissed two kinds of violence
in one kind of hell
bullets over blood
let our bruises fall in love
dusted and undone
let our bruises fall in love
do you believe in angels?
they’re so hard to find
holding our hands like strangers
in the cold half-light
bullets over blood
let our bruises fall in love
dusted and undone
let our bruises fall in love
and when our hearts get tired
crushed and tumble down
breathless and disenchanted
in second skin we’ll drown
bullets over blood
let our bruises fall in love
dusted and undone
let our bruises fall in love
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3. |
Prozac Smile
03:41
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this is a twenty first century love song
Prozac… I’ve always wanted you
Prozac… do you want me to?
Prozac… I like your style
Prozac… I love your Prozac smile
give me freedom, give me the gun
I want to control everything and everyone
I am the whore of the hollywood hills
I am the maker of all your thrills
Prozac… I’ve always wanted you
Prozac… do you want me to?
Prozac… I like your style
Prozac… I love your Prozac Smile
give me glamour
give me the toys
chemical kisses with the shotgun joy
I am the secret I’m the upscale trend
not just a lover, I’m your friend
Prozac… I’ve always wanted you
Prozac… do you want me to?
Prozac… I like your style
Prozac… I love your Prozac Smile
love me, motor me, thrill me, kill me
love me, love me, love me, love me
Prozac… I’ve always wanted you
Prozac… do you want me to?
Prozac… I like your style
Prozac… I love your Prozac smile
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this is not a hit song, this is a sh*t song
k – k – k – kickin’ out the jams gone hopelessly wrong
you’re smacked up, you’ve cracked up, your ego’s obscene
sucker-punch junkies kissing corporate machine
yeah, oh yeah… alright!
and the kids scream
yeah, oh yeah… alright!
this. is not. is not a hit song
there are no clever lyrics so you can’t sing along
if failure is a weapon then you’re armed to the teeth
just another poseur on the hit song scene
this is not a hit song, no knack for the game
ch – ch – ch – choking on the airwaves riding the shame train
you’re faded, outdated, and f***ed in the head
number one with a bullet, now you’re playing dead
yeah, oh yeah… alright!
and the kids scream
yeah, oh yeah… alright!
this. is not. is not a hit song
there are no clever lyrics so you can’t sing along
if failure is a weapon then you’re armed to the teeth
just another poseur on the hit song scene
verse, chorus, rinse, repeat
bridge, hook, humbling defeat
intro, outro, star-dusted smack
lick it up f***er you’re an auto-tuned hack
this. is not. is not a hit song
there are no clever lyrics so you can’t sing along
if failure is a weapon then you’re armed to the teeth
just another poseur on the hit song scene
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5. |
Red Plastik Crush
04:03
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red plastik crush
is it a bit too much
is it a bit too much for a girl like you?
red plastik dream
you’re not what you seem
you may not be real but I feel it too
everybody wants a part of you
the heart of you, falls apart for you
every sucker crush collides with you
crashing cars, falling stars and you
got a crush
I’ve got a crush
I’ve got a crush on you
red plastik star
your image is what you are
the cash machines in demand for a girl like you
red plastik crawl
emotions I can’t recall
feels like I’m gonna to drown again with you
everybody wants a part of you
the heart of you, falls apart for you
every sucker crush collides with you
crashing cars, falling stars and you
got a crush
I’ve got a crush
I’ve got a crush on you
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6. |
Sexy TV Trash
03:25
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you can call me anytime
you’ve got me hanging on your line lately
you’re the one I’m thinking of
you make my heart go bang bang love
I want to be your television
turn me on and watch me glow
I want to be your television
you know... you know?
hey sexy TV trash
you’re my prime time network flash
hey sexy TV trash
coming down gonna crash
you can watch me on your screen
you just tune into my frequency
you’re the one I’m thinking of
you make my heart go bang bang love
I want to be your television
turn me on and watch me glow
I want to be your television
you know... you know?
hey sexy TV trash
you’re my prime time network flash
hey sexy TV trash
coming down gonna crash
I want to be your television
turn me on and watch me glow
I want to be your television
you know... you know?
hey sexy TV trash
you’re my prime time network flash
hey sexy TV trash
coming down gonna crash
hey hey hey
hey hey hey
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7. |
Dive
03:28
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divine machine on the screen
burning out, burning clean
blown away, young today
electric love kill the hate
I wish I would
I wish I might
save me from myself tonight
don’t take a dive
damage inside
don’t take a dive
damage inside
I’m gonna make you see
the star of the century
so real now, not coming down
burning in, burning out
this love of mine, this drug of mine
ecstasy heart, beautiful mind
I wish I would
I wish I might
save me from myself tonight
don’t take a dive
damage inside
don’t take a dive
damage inside
I’m gonna make you see
the star of the century
the killer, the breaker and the lovetaker
I’m gonna make you see
The knock down dragged out bang bang lover
Star of the century
don’t take a dive
damage inside
don’t take a dive
damage inside
I’m gonna make you see
the star of the century
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8. |
Love Hz [explicit]
03:03
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one, two.. I want you
my circuit boards are melting
from a heart made in Japan
seduce me with the future
promise me all you can
perfection is elusive
it twist and turns and flirts
injecting fascination
and then it hits you
Love Hz
Love Hz
can you feel it? Love Hz
Love Hz
and then it hits you, Love Hz
Love Hz
Love Hz
silicon pulses my bloodstream
it keeps me pacified
virtual seduction
sexuality defined
perfection is elusive
it twist and turns and flirts
injecting fascination
and then it hits you
Love Hz
Love Hz
can you feel it? Love Hz
Love Hz
it f**ks you over, Love Hz
Love Hz
Love Hz
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9. |
Flaunt It Like This
03:44
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kick it
flaunt it like this (I like it like that)
I love to flaunt it like this, flaunt it like that
hey hey hey
I’m feeling so full of myself
I bought a hundred thousand dollar car
whiplash style with a saccharine smile
new name new clothes, bang I’m a star
I’m a mind blowing motorvating money machine
you’re watching my world from a video screen
New York, Milan and London scenes
I’m a superstar super celebrity
flaunt it like this (I like it like that)
I love to flaunt it like this, flaunt it like that
hey hey hey
I can have anything I want
they tried to teach me about control
sell me like a whore shiny money give me more
I never learned a damned thing about control
I’m a mind blowing motorvating money machine
you’re watching my world from a video screen
New York, Milan and London scenes
I’m a superstar super celebrity
flaunt it like this (I like it like that)
I love to flaunt it like this, flaunt it like that
hey hey hey
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10. |
Planet Girl
04:38
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supersonic star mine all mine
they all loved your film last night
space sister let’s dream the day away
oh yeah oh yeah
celluloid sister mine all mine
how did we get so high?
space sister let’s dream the day away
oh yeah
planet girl you’re gonna be
the biggest star this world has ever seen
my planet girl
my planet girl we’re in our own world
planet girl
maybe mars is the place to be
here on earth it’s just you and me
space sister let’s trip the night away
oh yeah
mary moon in electric light
I swear I saw your soul tonight
space sister let’s trip the night away
oh yeah
planet girl you’re gonna be
the biggest star this world has ever seen
my planet girl
my planet girl we’re in our own world
planet girl
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11. |
Mythkiller
00:38
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12. |
Blow Them All Away
03:13
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hope
symbolic and brave
there’s never enough to find the lives we crave
desire enslaves I say
certainty is worlds away
chances we take (all that we love)
promises break (all that we hate
the years have led us astray
memories we make (all we forsake)
time and heartache (all that is fate)
just blow them all away
dreams
I take all the blame
there’s more than enough to curse this bitter pain
desire enslaves I say
certainty is worlds away
chances we take (all that we love)
promises break (all that we hate
the years have led us astray
memories we make (all we forsake)
time and heartache (all that is fate)
just blow them all away
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13. |
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flaunt it like this (I like it like that)
I love to flaunt it like this, flaunt it like that
hey hey hey
I’m a mind blowing motorvating money machine
you’re watching my world from a video screen
New York, Milan and London scenes
I’m a superstar super celebrity
flaunt it like this (I like it like that)
I love to flaunt it like this, flaunt it like that
hey hey hey
I’m a mind blowing motorvating money machine
you’re watching my world from a video screen
New York, Milan and London scenes
I’m a superstar super celebrity
flaunt it like this (I like it like that)
I love to flaunt it like this, flaunt it like that
hey hey hey
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14. |
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this is not a hit song, this is a sh*t song
k – k – k – kickin’ out the jams gone hopelessly wrong
you’re smacked up, you’ve cracked up, your ego’s obscene
sucker-punch junkies kissing corporate machine
yeah, oh yeah… alright!
and the kids scream
yeah, oh yeah… alright!
this. is not. is not a hit song
there are no clever lyrics so you can’t sing along
if failure is a weapon then you’re armed to the teeth
just another poseur on the hit song scene
this is not a hit song, no knack for the game
ch – ch – ch – choking on the airwaves riding the shame train
you’re faded, outdated, and f***ed in the head
number one with a bullet, now you’re playing dead
yeah, oh yeah… alright!
and the kids scream
yeah, oh yeah… alright!
this. is not. is not a hit song
there are no clever lyrics so you can’t sing along
if failure is a weapon then you’re armed to the teeth
just another poseur on the hit song scene
verse, chorus, rinse, repeat
bridge, hook, humbling defeat
intro, outro, star-dusted smack
lick it up f***er you’re an auto-tuned hack
this. is not. is not a hit song
there are no clever lyrics so you can’t sing along
if failure is a weapon then you’re armed to the teeth
just another poseur on the hit song scene
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15. |
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one, two.. I want you
my circuit boards are melting
from a heart made in Japan
seduce me with the future
promise me all you can
perfection is elusive
it twist and turns and flirts
injecting fascination
and then it hits you
Love Hz
Love Hz
can you feel it? Love Hz
Love Hz
and then it hits you, Love Hz
Love Hz
Love Hz
silicon pulses my bloodstream
it keeps me pacified
virtual seduction
sexuality defined
perfection is elusive
it twist and turns and flirts
injecting fascination
and then it hits you
Love Hz
Love Hz
can you feel it? Love Hz
Love Hz
it f**ks you over, Love Hz
Love Hz
Love Hz
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