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FANTASTIC PLANET
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LOVE IS STRANGE
Lyrics by: Frank Bressi
I'm not afraid to admit it
Sometimes I feel like I should just go ahead and quit it
Here I am chained to the wall as you prepare for the fall
Because you don't even get it
I don't wanna wait in a line
And I don't wanna waste your time
So just tell me you're mine all mine
Oh woah oh
Love is strange
Love is strange
I'm not afraid to regret it
Most decisions in life are merely based on fetish
Here I am chained to the wall as you prepare for the fall
Because you don't even get it
I don't wanna wait in a line
And I don't wanna waste your time
So just tell me you're mine all mine
Oh woah oh
Love is strange
Love is strange
Love is strange
Love is strange
(solo)
I'm not afraid to admit it
Sometimes I feel like I should just go ahead and quit it
Here I am chained to the wall as you prepare for the fall
Because you don't even get it
I don't wanna wait in a line
And I don't wanna waste your time
So just tell me you're mine all mine
Oh woah oh
Love is strange
Love is strange
Love is strange
Love is strange
LITTLE DISASTER
Lyrics by: Frank Bressi
I don't want to control or console you
I'm not trying to police or patrol you
Thank God for my little disaster
Your little Indians are all in a line
Forgot the timing now you're caught in a lie
Thank God for my little disaster
Thank God for my little disaster
On graduation day walking on water
But now you drown in the sink and so you wanna go home
So in the languages of many nations
Don't worry about the kids
The kids will never let you down
Sirens of the police state
This is your hit parade
Ok?
I don't want to rifle or grenade you
I'm not trying to persuade or invade you
Your little injuries are all in a line
But you forgot the healing process and destroy the designs
Oh
Thank God for my little disaster
Thank God for my little disaster
On graduation day walking on water
But now you drown in the sink and so you wanna go home
So in the languages of many nations
Don't worry about the kids
The kids will never let you down
Sirens of the police state
This is your hit parade
(solo)
Thank God for my little disaster
Thank God for my little disaster
F.Y.C.
Lyrics by: Frank Bressi
We are the people that you meet
In every house on every street
With a pornographic illumination
We are the ones who let the truth stand naked
We are the primitive elite
We are carbon in the sand
We are the saved we are the damned
With a pornographic illumination
We are the ones who let the truth stand naked
We are the real Americans
(solo)
With a pornographic illumination
We are the ones who let the truth stand naked
With a pornographic illumination
We are the ones who let the truth stand naked
With a pornographic illumination
We are the ones who let the truth stand naked
With a pornographic illumination
We are the ones who let the truth stand oh oh oh oh yeah
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Secret Frequencies
02:59
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SECRET FREQUENCIES
Lyrics by: Frank Bressi
Automatic forces they bend you out of shape
You're like a side show act of contrition freak in imaginary space, space
Automatic forces they bend you out of shape
You're like a side show act of contrition freak in imaginary space
Are you in control?
Are you still there?
Come in from the cold
There's no warmth over there
Planetary orbits that make the lightening whips crack
And like a song you can't master the notes rip your back
You keep on traveling traveling running away
You say you aren't
You say you say you say
You keep on traveling traveling running away
You say you aren't
You say you say
Are you in control?
Are you still there?
Come in from the cold
There's no warmth over there
There's no warmth over there
Are you in control?
Oh
Are you in control?
Oh
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First World Problems
02:01
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FIRST WORLD PROBLEMS
Lyrics by: Frank Bressi
Doomsday on a radar screen
Please tell me it's just a dream
The drone armies of angels scream
A ballad of a madman's scheme
Your First World Problem
Don't you think about it
Don't you dare
In love with your vanity
Out of touch with reality
At the first hint of calamity
You're crying like a Calliope
Your First World Problem
Don't you think about it
Don't you dare
Your First World Problems
Don't you think about them
Don't you dare
(solo)
You curse your suffering
But know you're only suffering
From the curse of kings
And in the morning the bell still rings
It rings...
Your First World Problem
Don't you think about it
Don't you dare
Your First World Problems
Don't you think about them
Don't you dare
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Set You Free
02:49
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SET YOU FREE
Lyrics by Frank Bressi
I've been working on my lines
Waiting for the right time
Meanwhile you're waiting in the wings
Blissed out on so many things
So break that control yeah
These walls they can't hold us from our liberty
It's a natural factor
Psychotic reaction is just what we need
Baby come with me
I will set you free from all this insanity
Baby come with me
I will set you free from all this insanity
(solo)
I've been timing a lit fuse
Now it's all burned away
Meanwhile you're ready in the wings
Aware of so many things
Let's escape this asylum
Filament and filum I will lead the way
Let there be no hesitation
Put is in quotations or we may never see that rainy day
Baby come with me
I will set you free from all this insanity
Baby come with me
I will set you free from all this insanity
(solo)
Baby come with me
I will set you free from all this insanity
Baby come with me
I will set you free from all this insanity
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7. |
Set You Free (Outtake)
02:45
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SET YOU FREE
Lyrics by Frank Bressi
I've been working on my lines
Waiting for the right time
Meanwhile you're waiting in the wings
Blissed out on so many things
So break that control yeah
These walls they can't hold us from our liberty
It's a natural factor
Psychotic reaction is just what we need
Baby come with me
I will set you free from all this insanity
Baby come with me
I will set you free from all this insanity
(solo)
I've been timing a lit fuse
Now it's all burned away
Meanwhile you're ready in the wings
Aware of so many things
Let's escape this asylum
Filament and filum I will lead the way
Let there be no hesitation
Put is in quotations or we may never see that rainy day
Baby come with me
I will set you free from all this insanity
Baby come with me
I will set you free from all this insanity
(solo)
Baby come with me
I will set you free from all this insanity
Baby come with me
I will set you free from all this insanity
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Stereotypes
02:17
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STEREOTYPES
Lyrics by: Frank Bressi
Speeding to the landscape
It's too painful for her but she's still waiting
Dreaming of the countryside
And the one she left behind
Trees spin like carousels
So high that nobody can tell
She's got the forrest in her eyes
She can see the truth through all the lies
Fantasies fantasies
She's imagining things again
Where is the beginning she asks
A voice answers (It's at the end)
Reading to the reasonable
Won't make her any friends she knows
And like a book without a spine
Giving in to all the panic in her mind
Stereotypes
Stereotypes
No more stereotypes
Stereotypes
Stereotypes
(solo)
Remnants of memories descend
And gather 'round her like shattered porcelain
She is a specter in the night
That's why her palms are so white
Stereotypes
Stereotypes
No more stereotypes
Stereotypes
Stereotypes
No more
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Tranzhumanizm Bluez (I've Got The)
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THIS IS NOT MIND CONTROL THIS IS HYPNOSIS
Lyrics by: Frank Bressi
I don't want your sympathy
I'm a rolling stone
It was built to last now it's fading fast
But it's all you've ever known
You wasted your time
On a losing line
This is not hypnosis
This is mind control
I don't need cheap shots of this
You've been bought and sold
You were built to last now you're fading fast
Nothing left but skin and bones
Nothing left but skin and bo-oh-ones
You wasted your time
On a losing line
This is not hypnosis
This is mind control
And the only way to solve this formula
Is to take yourself out of the equation...
(solo)
This is not hypnosis
This is not hypnosis
(solo)
(I was a teenage Brain Plane)
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FIRST WORLD PROBLEMS
Lyrics by: Frank Bressi
Doomsday on a radar screen
Please tell me it's just a dream
The drone armies of angels scream
A ballad of a madman's scheme
Your First World Problem
Don't you think about it
Don't you dare
In love with your vanity
Out of touch with reality
At the first hint of calamity
You're crying like a Calliope
Your First World Problem
Don't you think about it
Don't you dare
Your First World Problems
Don't you think about them
Don't you dare
You curse your suffering
But know you're only suffering
From the curse of kings
And in the morning the bell still rings
It rings...
Your First World Problem
Don't you think about it
Don't you dare
Your First World Problems
Don't you think about them
Don't you dare
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