1. |
Of Mind & Manic
04:03
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Cocaine for free, until you bleed
A Sea of stress puts you to rest
Absolute aggression of a misanthropic wolf
The black fear of depression turns into white hate morph
And in the clouds, You don’t see, what I see
And ununderstood forever we’ll be
Now, Lord Of Hell, help me survive
Guide me on my manic strife
A life of lust, but with defeat
Give me rhythm, sound & beat
But now I switch, It’s such an itch
Just help me bitch, I’m dying, I twitch
I itch, I snitch, I burn I glitch
And in the clouds, You don’t see, what I see
And ununderstood forever we'll be
Now, Lord of Hell, help me survive
Guide me on my manic strife
A Life of lust, but with defeat
Give me rhythm, sound & beat
Lord of Hell, help me survive
Guide me on my manic strife
A Life of Lust, but with defeat
Give me rhythm, sound & beat
Lord of Hell, help me survive
Guide me on my manic strife
A Life of Lust, but with defeat
Life is bitter, life is sweet
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2. |
Joe Lee
03:38
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There was a man named Joe Lee
He had a house down by the sea
Where now and then his friends & he would meet
They shared a bottle of red wine
And a fresh baked apple pie
Some words were spoken, eyes were growing
As they were blinded by a light
Across the ocean, along the coast
High as jacks beanstalk the air glows
Big waves grew up and flood everything away
And while it is getting near
Time begins to disappear
Windows burst and bricks break out the walls
And every doubt and certitude
Dissolves in a greateful mood
Flames surge up, the floor erupt
The horizon blown away
And full of joy and happiness
Joe Lee and his friends now rest
No one can tell what they [we] have witnessed on that day
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3. |
Fire By The Ocean
04:59
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Carribean coast, well, I'm slightly dosed
A coconutcampfire, the world is a ghost
When nothing else matters but your light by the sea
You sip on your can & let all things be
Ants and crabs do their thing by your feet
They run & work fast, but you lost all speed
Water, shells, sand
Sloths, frogs & man
Heat, wind & rain
Brains on a plain
And there's
Light in your eyes
Light on the sea
Lights in the sky
Light’s what you need
Fire torching wood
Fire burning free
Fire feels so good
Fire makes you be
And then it goes out
Fall back into doubt
Your heart starts to ache
It’s pierced by a stake
And then it goes out
Fall back into doubt
Your heart starts to ache
It’s pierced by a ...
No more of this, all of my bliss has been left behind in the abyss
God took a piss, send all of his serpents to hiss & break my fists
Luzifer’s fire is starting to fade, I'm in despair how long’s the wait?
Till once again flames fill my soul, take me to life, make me whole, make me whole, whole, whole
And there's
Light in your eyes and
Light on the sea
Lights in the sky and
Light’s what you need
Fire torching wood
Fire burning free
Fire feels so good
Fire makes you be
Makes you be
Makes you be
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4. |
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Well, I’ll be …
Sittin’ on some porch and sippin’ on some Jack
And thinkin’ ‘bout the times when I used to crack
And you can’t bring ‘em back, you can’t bring ‘em back
Sittin’ on some porch and sippin’ on my Jack
Now man, I used to be a real wild one, you see
Takin’ all there was, would never let it be
'N I was takin’ in too much, nearly feelin’ free
Sippin’ on some Jack and the morning’s dawn I see
And ...
Oh, my life, you’re my love, you’re my hate, you’re my end
Sittin’ on this worn out porch, drinkin’ whiskey till we’re dead
And those just really were them days, my friend
Thinkin’ bout the future, thinkin’ ‘bout the end
I would never even try to relent, my friend
Sippin’ on them rocks and thinkin’ ‘bout the end
So you just hang on to your love and you hang on to your friends
Bein’ all alone is a downward, Trent
If you ever come to see me, bring along some Jack
Sittin’ on my porch and talkin’ ‘bout the end
And ...
Oh, my life, you’re my love, you’re my hate, you’re my end
Sittin’ on this worn out porch, drinkin’ whiskey till we’re dead
Oh, my life, you’re my love, you’re my hate, you’re my end
Sittin’ on this worn out porch, drinkin’ whiskey till we’re dead
Till we're dead
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5. |
S'Alright
03:45
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When she leaves upon the sunlight
Then just be sure to know her disguise
When she’s gone, she’s gone
And you’re bound to stay
And when she killed what lived
It’s alright
And I awoke in the dim
And someone told me to swim
That’s what I did, look at me now
I am a shipless pirate floating
If your sheet’s too small to warm us both
Then I will lay down on the carpet
Well, she broke it all and it’s your defeat
In pale moon howlin’, things is alright
You're a ...
Drugstore, Ginbore, JackWhore, flat on the floor
I feel like black light, go down, it's al-
You're a ...
Drugstore, Ginbore, JackWhore, flat on the floor
I feel like black light, go down, it's alright
And I awoke in the dim
Someone told me to swim
That’s what I did, look at me now
I am a shipless pirate floating
That’s what I did, look at me now
I'm just a shipless pirate floating
Floating
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6. |
The DeWil's Song
04:42
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Now, you’ve heard of me before, had me knockin‘ on your door
Keepin‘ up the score, ‘cause I’m the DeWil
The things they make up about me, are seldom true you see
You know, I’d rather vow for peace, ‘though I’m the DeWil
Sittin‘ lifeless in my room, as if it were a tomb
Not awake before the noon, now that’s a DeWil
And if you dare to bother me, that‘s one way to hell for free
For then I really start to be a burnin‘ DeWil …
Why can’t I be
Plain free
S-O-A-D
No more of thee
Why can’t you see
Society
Not meant to be
Not meant for me
And so I stroll
Downtown, downtown
And I roll
Downtown, downtown
Now, you’ve heard of me before, had me knockin‘ on your door
Keepin‘ up the score, ‘cause I’m the DeWil
The things they make up about me, are never true you see
You know, I’d rather vow for peace, ‘though I’m the DeWil
I'm sittin‘ lifeless in my room, as if it were a tomb
Not awake before late noon, now that’s your DeWil
And if you dare to bother me, that‘s one way to hell for free
For then I really start to be a burnin‘ DeWil …
Why can’t I be
Plain free
S-O-A-D
No more of thee
Why can’t you see
Society
Not meant to be
So I stroll
Downtown, downtown
And I roll
Downtown, downtown
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7. |
Horses 42
03:24
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Well, ...
I dreamed something good
I dreamed something new
Last night I dreamed a song called horses 42
I was playing in a band of balkan gypsy boys
The beat went down real well
By hell we made some noise
Lalala, lalalala, lalalala, lalala
Lalalala, lalalalala, lalalalala, lalalala
Living for the stage
Burning with the stars
Sweating like a bull
While I'm shredding my guitar
If not for love, if not for sound
If not for this, I’m nowhere babababababound
Lalala, lalalalala, lalalalala, lalalala
Lalalala, lalalalala, lalalalala, lalalala
Lalala, lalalalalala, lalalala, lalalala
Playing with the boys
Feeling mighty fine
Looking for soulpeace
And a motor for my mind
I’ll keep playing in that band of balkan gypsy boys
Beating up the beat
Noising up the noise
Lalala, lalalalala, lalalalala, lalalala
Lalalala, lalalalalala, lalalala, lalalala
Lalalala, lalalalalala, lalalala-lalala-la-la-la-la-la
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8. |
Letzter Hauch
03:56
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Ein Morgen wie jeder
Zeitlos, dann und wann
Beschleicht mich ein Gefühl,
Das ich nicht zuordnen kann
Mit geschwollenen Augen
Und 'nem Stechen in der Brust
Verdreht sich der Raum
Verdräng ich allen Frust
Es ist so weit, schon so früh
Wer hätte das gedacht?
Ein letzter Hauch, ein tiefer Fall
Nur der Aufprall hält mich wach
'Ne Sekunde wie diese
Einmalig, wundersam
Erwischt mich auf dem falschen Fuß,
Und in der schiefen Bahn
Und im nächsten Augenblick
Die Leitungen gekappt,
Der Scharlachrote König
Stellt mich Schachmatt
Es ist so weit und schon so früh
Wer hätte das gedacht?
Ein letzter Hauch, ein tiefer Fall
Und nur der Aufprall hält mich wach
Er hält mich wach
So vergehen die Stunden
Wie im Phoenix-Flug
Stehe im langen Flur
Verliere jeden Mut
Hab's schon erlebt
Im hier und jetzt
Er kam, sah und siegte
Sein gutes Recht
Es ist so weit, doch schon so früh
Wer hätte das gedacht
Ein letzter Hauch, ein tiefer Fall
Und nur der Aufprall hält mich wach
Er hält mich wach
Er hält mich wach
Und nur der Aufprall hält mich wach
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9. |
The Train Rides On
04:52
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The fountain
Outside the gate
Under the lime tree
Is sealed for thee
The blazing heat
A Forbidden fruit
Sorely tempted
My parched roots
And in the distance
A circling light
In the eye of the storm
The train rides on
The train rides on
The train rides on
In the eye of the storm
The train rides
[spoken]
Piled up shrouds
As high as clouds
Deprived of their rights
Under prying eyes
Wild disorder at the border
Lost in paradise
She is poor
Dirt on the ground
She lost her family
They were drowned
The twins so thin
Their skin is cold
Behind the window
The thunder rolls
The crippled man
And his judge
In a cabin
Full of rats
Executed
Before dawn
Without destination
The train rides on
The train rides on
The train rides on
In the eye of the storm
The train rides
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10. |
Seperosis
06:39
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Break free tonight
Or stay caught all the time
And satisfy the urge
Fly around and lay by my side
For it is a sin
To lock you in
And when we are old
At the threshold to cold bones
It is time to go
Deep, deep, down, low
Let me hear your secret
And tell me what you've done
I won't distinguish between right or wrong
Let me hear your secret
And tell me what you've done
Well, I won't distinguish between right or wrong
What started as an itch
In my fingertips
Has now fully grown
To a bloody wound under my porous robe
And teach me to write
A perfect alibi
Soft sounding words
So no one gets hurt or disturbed [I am disturbed]
Let me hear your secret
Tell me what you've done
I won't distinguish between right or wrong
Now that you know
Tell me what to do
I can't cross the line between me and you
Me and you
Me and you
Ooohhh, Ooohhh ...
And who have I been
And who am I now
And where to begin
And how to find out
And we've been here before
Only without control
And we've been here before
Right behind the door
And we've been here before
Only without control
And we've been here before
Right behind the door
And we've been here before
Right behind the door
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11. |
Ode To Road
05:45
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Ride
All the night
All the day
All the way
You
Find your hold
Find your gold
On the road
And never be done
Gotta run all along
You’re free
When you can be
On the move easily
And ...
Wind of the North, come take me forth and let me see
And ...
Wind of the South, come fill my drouth with esprit
And ...
Wind of the West, come give my chest bravery
And ...
Wind of the East, come tame the beast deep within me
Ooohhh ...
And you
Find your heart
Torn apart
When you stand still
And go
Strap your boot
Take that route
I know you will
No haste
Find your pace
But your place
The whole world be
And ...
Wind of the North, come take me forth and let me see
And ...
Wind of the South, please fill my drouth with esprit
And ...
Wind of the West, come give my chest bravery
And ...
Wind of the East, please tame the beast deep within me
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12. |
Déjà Bu
03:20
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Pendant les vacances
Quand tous les autres pensent
Avant travail commence – J’ai déjà bu
Oh ...
IL faut vivre et mourir
IL faut manger et describir
IL faut avoir soif - J’ai déjà bu
Printemps, été, automne, hiver
IL faut toujours quelque chose faire
Mais tout ça m’est égal - J’ai déjà bu
J’ai déjà bu – mais inconnu
J’ai déjà bu – quel déjà vu
J’ai déjà bu – posez les verres
Et buvez plus
J’ai déjà bu – mais inconnu
J’ai déjà bu – quel déjà vu
J’ai déjà bu – posez les verres
Et buvez plus
Santé à tous les anarchistes
Santé à tous les artistes tristes
Santé à mon copain, qu’il a déjà bu
IL faut savoir le joi de vivre
Faut savoir se défoncer
Et après en enfer – il faut danser
Avec le diable, le diable, le diabolo
Jouez avec diabolo, dansez avec diabolo, buvez avec diablo en enfer
J’ai déjà bu – mais inconnu
J’ai déjà bu – quel déjà vu
J’ai déjà bu – posez les verres
Et buvez plus
J’ai déjà bu – mais inconnu
J’ai déjà bu – quel déjà vu
J’ai déjà bu – posez les verres
Et buvez plus
J’ai déjà bu – mais inconnu
J’ai déjà bu – quel déjà vu
J’ai déjà bu – posez les verres
Et buvez plus
J’ai déjà bububububu [...]
J’ai déjà bu – mais inconnu
J’ai déjà bu – quel déjà vu
J’ai déjà bu – posez les verres
Et buvez
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DeWil & His DeMons Cologne, Germany
BD & HD play Indie- Americana, Folk, Alternative/Outlaw/Dark Country, Grunge, Prog, Psychedelic, R & R, Ballads & Chansons, and anything else that comes to mind and pleases the burning soul. Songs about the bipolarity of things, love & hate, psychedelic, poetic, wild & smooth, we try to feature all of life's aspects in our work. If you dance with the DeWil, the DeWil don't change, he changes you. ... more
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