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Untitled Ballad No 2
04:42
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Here I am, I’m surrounded
By an army of wives
By the silent monotony
Of a traffic light
And I’m thinking of buying,
I still got some charm,
Well, I’m thinking of buying
Some laundromat love
I see you walking slowly
To the drainpipe
You flow like dirty waters
You could be the one
You’re a laundromat spinster
I’m an old bachelor
We could spend the whole weekend
Testing new dopes
Why don’t you wash your underwear
In the same launderette
Where I read the newspaper
Since she went away
But you pass by so swift
I’m afraid you have got
One of those white sparkling
Evil machines
We could waste our days
hunting for sales
we could go to the swamp
Everyday for a swim
I swear I never saw
Such a dirty walk
You’re the perfect spinster
For an old bachelor
You’re the sweetest spinster
For the worst bachelor
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2. |
Tea and Raspberry Cake
02:17
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There you stay
By the lake
That’s your place
And you swim
Slip away
Like a queen
Bring some tea
And the way
You wave goodbye to me
When I leave…
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3. |
Silver Clouds
03:05
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4. |
Where You Stay
03:03
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How long and cold can the night be
How dark and grey have the days passed
Hard is the path for the….
Honey won’t you tell me the place
Where you stay
Where you stay
I’ve gotta be where you stay
There’s a light some miles away
I won’t get lost now that I see
Clear as the sky of the new day
Deep through the fog I’ll find the place
Where you stay
Where you stay
I need to be where you stay
And if something goes wrong
I want you to know
My place is your place
My heart the place
Where you stay
Where you stay
That is the place where you stay
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5. |
Cold Blood
03:13
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One of those sleepless nights
Was keeping me awake
I started to think about my day
Then everything got sense
I saw a micropoetry goddess
Drawing doves and flowers
I saw a bunch of angry squatters
Playing poker in the sun
Is this life a contradiction
In an endless loop
Are these vulgar midnight visions
A good sleeping pill
I saw a protester trying to find
A protest that it’s worth
I’ve seen too much, I’m bored to death
Of all your padding on the walls
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Goin' Home
03:21
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Through the burning sands of deserts
I’m sure I saw you
Through the freezing winds of storms
I swear I heard you
Goin’ home, Goin’ home
Goin’ home, Goin’ home
After seven years of blindness
I would see your face
Under seven feet of soil
I would hear your voice
Goin’ home, Goin’ home
Goin’ home, Goin’ home
If a mirage shows me the right way
I will put in mirages all my trust
Its the end for all my roving years
It’s first time I feel like goin’ home
Goin’ home
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The Wives Málaga, Spain
En 2007, Félix Valderrama pone en marcha The Wives. Tras colaborar con diferentes músicos y un par de maquetas ("Wardrobes", 2008; "Hidden Hats, 2012), la formación registró durante septiembre y octubre de 2014 las nueve canciones de su primer y único álbum. The Wives se disolvieron en julio de 2015. En su última formación, fueron: Félix Valderrama, Javi Botias, Fran Bujalance y Ricardo Navajas ... more
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