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BRAUN RAGA
03:03
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SLEEPING KATLA
03:24
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TO OUR RESCUE
04:16
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To our rescue
If the gulf stream were to slow down
And the jet streams faded away
Even if God would come to our rescue
Maybe he’d be here a little too late
You can call it mass-pollution but it’s really suicide
Killing this planet and all of its children
Spreading our madness far and wide
In the shanty towns of Mumbai
In the slums of Sao Paulo
No one can find a grand solution
Nobody knows just where to go
But there’s one thing that I’m sure of
That the end is coming soon
If we don’t change our way of living
Man will face his final doom
If the gulf stream changed direction
And the good earth wilted away
Even if God would come to our resce
Maybe he’d be here a little too late
To our rescue (to our rescue)
To our rescue (to our rescue)
To our rescue (to our rescue)
To our rescue (to our rescue)
Music & words: Peter Lindahl
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4. |
RAY OF HOPE
03:51
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5. |
SANCTUS
03:23
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Sanctus
Sanctus sanctus sanctus
Dominos deos sabaot
Sanctus sanctus sanctus
Kyrie eleison
Music: Stefan Ottman
Words: Mideaval chant
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6. |
THE BLACK PLAGUE
04:59
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The black plague
The black plague is coming to town
People don't you hang around
When the plague children knock on your door
Then it's over for ever more
With blood red sails across the sea
The diabolic plague awaits on thee
The merchants of death are taking you in
You should have done something about your sins
The black plague is on the lose
There's nothing in the world that you can do
An alien disease with fangs of fire
Will spread it's fever from shire to shire
With blood red sails across the sea
The diabolic plague awaits on thee
The vendors of death riding high on the wind
It's time to pay for all your sins
Written by Peter Lindahl/ Stefan Andersson
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7. |
VEGETABLE MAN
04:00
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Vegetable man
In yellow shoes I get the blues
So I walk the street with my plastic feet
With blue velvet trousers make me feel pink
There's a kind of stink about blue velvet trousers
In my paisley shirt I look a jerk
And my turquoise waistcoat is quite out of sight
But oh oh my haircut looks so bad
So I change my gear and I find my knees
And I cover them up with the latest cut
And my pants and socks, a vault in a box
It don't take long to buy nylon socks,
The watch, black watch
My watch with a black face
And a date in a little hole
And all the lot is what I've got
It's what I wear, it's what you see
It must be me, it's what I am
A vegetable man
Where are you?
Vegetable man
Where are you?
I've been lookin' all over the place for a place for me
But it aint anywhere
I've been lookin' all over the place for a place for me
It just aint anywhere
I've been lookin' all over the place for a place for me
It just aint anywhere
I've been lookin' all over the place for a place for me
Music & words: Syd Barrett
Arranged by Peter Lindahl
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SANTA'S GONE FISHING
04:14
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10. |
UKRAINE BURNING
02:44
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11. |
Mr MINISTER
06:19
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Mr Minister
Hey Mr Minister
What are you gonna do?
Now that they are on your trail
And truth is catching up with you
You're in high places
You got a finger in every one's pie
Got the world at your feet now
With that winning senator's smile
But sooner or later you have it coming to you
They're gonna hunt you down and show us the truth
Step on the accelerator and push it fast as you can
You got your dick in a vise now and your head in the sand
A tightrope dancer caught up in a dream
You're a trixter prancer with all your heartless sceams
You can no longer hide it, now it's caught up with you
Hey Mr minister you got it coming to you
There's nothing you can do
Now it's caught up with you
So Mr Minister, where is all this coming to?
Caught with you pants down
Your solicitor's praying for you
One foot on Wall street and the other one in the stew
Yeah you're the razamataz man
Who knows his time is through
A tightrope dancer caught up in a dream
You're a trixter prancer with all your heartless sceams
You can no longer hide it, now it's caught up with you
Hey Mr minister, the walls are closing in on you
There's really nothing you can do
Now it's caught up with you
Music & words: Peter Lindahl
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12. |
GONDWANA
06:09
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13. |
A Q BLUES
04:55
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A Q blues
Once there was a fuhrer and his lover Eva Braun
They planned for white salvation spreading terror all around
They butchered little children and made lampshades from their skin
And fortified the madness they'd kept hidden deep within
Well tyrants come and tyrants go but in the end they fall
It's like Mohandas told us when he tried to stop the war
Though little did he know of holocausts in days to come
No no one could have realized the damage that's been done
So what makes you so different from the ones who went before?
You claim it's for the sake of God to make this holy war
That jihad is the sollution, it's the only way to choose
But all you have to offer are these A Q blues
Now they're burning the Quran
What a low down crying shame!
An eye for an eye
This whole world has gone insane
An eye for an eye
We're all caught in a losing game
Music & words: Peter Lindahl
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Waiting for a miracle to happen - part 2
Waiting for a miracle to set us on the right track
Armagedon’s on the loose, now there’s no turning back
Out of reach and out of luck, yes we are out of control
Just like little Alice chasing rabbits down in a hole
Waiting for God’s angels to relieve us from all our sin
We need to get a message through but there’s nobody in
Words & music: Peter Lindahl
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15. |
GOA GOODBYE
03:34
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In the Labyrinth Stockholm, Sweden
In The Labyrinth is an experimental musical project based in Stockholm, Sweden, and is led by Peter Lindahl. The main concern is to mix a wide array of styles to create a symbiosis quite unlike most music heard of today. You could define it as progressive rock with a strong ethnical element or almost like an early Pink Floyd adorned with both classical and oriental overtones. ... more
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