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Face of God
04:50
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There's an alien in you that's not so alien to me
We’re not so different you and I we both have two legs and we breathe
This oxygen that fills our lungs comes from the plants comes from the sun
Our bodies lie still when we tire and hibernate when days are done
How could you deny these
Villagers
Images
Pillaging their livelihood
Robbing them of what is good
I can’t look you in the face
Your whole soul has been disgraced
You know not what you’re on about
You’re soon to see you’re wrong no doubt
The face of God It turns it turns it turns it turns it turns it turns it turns
What sense could it make to give armed men another stronger gun
See you point the finger at the hungry; claim they’re selfish Huns
These poor people without pea shooters can’t get food for their sons
You arm the strongmen to their gold teeth and promise scraps will come; they never come
How could you deny these
Villagers
Images
Pillaging their livelihood
Robbing them of what is good
I can’t look you in the face
Your whole soul has been disgraced
You know not what you’re on about
You’re soon to see you’re wrong no doubt
The face of God It turns it turns it turns it turns it turns it turns it turns
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When You Go
03:28
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Catch you creeping on my corner and I’ll let you know
Just where you can go
Shove off frankly fuck off gently yes I’ll have you know
I do great when you go
I do great when you go
I do great when you go
When I see you here again I’ll turn my back
I’ve found my niche ain’t it a bitch yes I’ll have you know
I do great when you go
Why the fuck’d I give a fuck about ya ‘letchyou know
Just where you can go
Just where you can go
Just where you can go
I do great when you go
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Lo, lo how you’ve made yourself known
Lo how you’re unto your own
Lo how you’ve grown how you’ve grown
Sown
Sown like such seeds sit in thrones
Kings let out their groans
How could they have known, they have known
Serenade with sun
Warm as nature’s
Warm as nature’s son
Watch them as they
Watch them as they come
Up from
Shown, shown through the glass and chrome
Grown like those kids of your own
Lo how you’ve grown how you’ve grown
Blown
Blown up to bits like they’re none
Kings make up their moans
How could we’ve known could we know
Don’t tell me, they’re nothing
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D'arby Janssen Seattle, Washington
27-year-old singer-songwriter and producer residing in Tacoma, WA.
Primary
influences include Radiohead, The Beatles, and Aphex Twin.
“I have an enormous respect for musicians and songwriters that write and record their own material. I've always wanted to do that sort of thing since I heard it was an option when my dad exposed me to musicians like Todd Rundgren, Elliot Smith, and Jeff Lynne.”
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