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Kuiper Belt
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The physician’s wife ran away from him
He cried for a while, then laughed and thought about the Kuiper belt
The physician’s wife ran away from him
He cried for a while, then laughed and thought about the Kuiper belt
She used to serve him coffee as he turned on his anglepoise lamp
She had a small and tender body and she always did the laundry for him
The physician’s wife ran away from him
He cried for a while, then laughed and thought about the Kuiper belt
The physician put the remnants of their feelings all together in a row
Which he hides behind the papers 'bout the trans-Neptunian objects by Tombaugh
In a circumstellar disc there are no feelings and no tears and that you don’t have any money won’t be of interest
You’re surrounded by the KBOs, KBOs, just KBOs
And the AUs won’t provide any help although he asked them very patiently, patiently, patiently
What is distance, what is time, what is grief, and what is sorrow, when tomorrow and today can’t be seen under the electron microscope
The physician’s wife ran away from him
He cried for a while, then laughed and thought about the Kuiper belt
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Flashes Into Rhymes
05:01
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And I know she’s gone away, and I know she’s gone away for so many years, I got this feeling that I always had back then. And I know she’s gone away, for so many years, but now the dreams are in full color again, and the ashes on the ground are so much lighter than that sound we heard
And I know she’s gone away, and I know she’s gone away with her books and lists of all the sparkling workers and the outtakes are from a better world and the most delicious anarchists having so many blisters, fractions, reasons in the fields and all the pastures and the woods and revelation of salvation in the camps of no-more-sorrow
And I know she’s gone away, and I know she’s gone away from the creepy lovers and the bombs of lust and dolls and all the self-made feelings from the inner city lights that turned to red and leave a pale and gloomy room without a window to look out or clean next fall, when you are back down with your grime and turn the flashes into rhymes
But now the dreams are in full color again, and the ashes on the ground are so much lighter than that sound we heard
But now the dreams are in full color again, if the present tense is coming like a wave that hits the coast, the motherfuckin’ coast
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Fairies and Ogres
05:49
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Majestically upraises the white fog of death
Gus Goose
Ready for your nursery wall
Echoing on the TV screen
Magica De Spell
Frantic efforts all night long
Economic crisis and Ordnung
Razor wire spanned
Around the comfort zones
Let justice prevail in that comical tale
The Beagle Boys all nailed
To the stakes of the balcony rail
Chalybeate bath of fun
W. turns left
Right down the county fair
He’s seen it all, he wrote it all down
He lets the page rest until, until
The poem is complete
Daddy works in the amusement park
Fairies and ogres are his friends
He stares at the audience who throws stones and dimes
Complex conditions turning plain
State-owned enterprises remind him of
The art of law and common sense
Daddy works in the amusement park
Fairies and ogres are his friends
Daddy works in the amusement park
Fairies and ogres are his friends
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Civil Right
03:10
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I have seen the woman and the mod
They start earning royalties abroad
What they call Rock’n’Roll is what we call
economic jokes by night-fall
Only when I’m drunk I swear up and down
Those who are about to die salute me
A man of health and waste
Is offering bad taste
He screams that it's a civil right
Let’s keep our windows closed and make love
Til the four come riding scary from above
They pave my way with spit and blood
And the rainbow colors olive mud
To the sound of the central heating and our hearts only barely beating
Which is still a, still a civil right
It is obviously a civil right
The maestro says it’s Nozick, but it sounds like slavery
On the boardwalks of the city wave the flags of bravery
I whisper to my brother that it’s the end of a reckless fight
And finally a civil right
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KIMBA KYON Hamburg, Germany
KIMBA KYON ist eine Indie-Rock-Band aus Hamburg.
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