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Play It Again
03:20
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I never thought after all these years
get back here just like this
you gave me chance to live it again
recall what I've missed
no matter whose idea it was
to open the box of forgotten childhood
filled with untroubled spirit
taste of a joy and smell of hardwood
I'll do what I've never tried:
to tell some stories that I used to hide
(like "play it again, Sam")
let's play together and let’s fly
like on a memories kite!
Last time when I was here
I was Mark from the G-force team
member of Squadron three-O-eight
cute little boy filled with dreams
now I am here with you
my son, or may I say ‘my friend’
let's play together, see if we can
bring it to life once again
I'll do what I've never tried:
to tell some stories that I used to hide
(like "play it again, Sam")
let's play together and let’s fly
like on a memories kite!
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2. |
Older Than You
02:26
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Once more get a chance to live it
just one more time
past experience which I can give you
like proverb in rhyme
just tell me what you like tell me what you need
I’d like to understand
old stories that I can give
live to tell the tale, one more time
Cause I also tried to get through
cause I also feel just like you do
although I’m older than you
In the shadows of grandma's stories
there were no straight lines
Sunday's joy and daily worries
counted to past
but I told her what I wanted
told her what I needed - I think she understood
old stories she could have given
lived to tell the tale, just like I do
Cause I also tried to get through
Cause I also feel just like you do
although I’m older than you
yeah, older than you
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3. |
Hardwood
04:13
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In the very early mind I can see the sun
slipping on the morning shades
my grandfather and me we walk hand in hand
what can happen - we'll see at the end of the day
“Look, we have to visit few carpenters today
there are some deals to do...
that is called work in wood business, you know”
First on the left there is Mr. Jack's
very cheerful workshop
so we stay by the place for some part of the day
but we won’t stay long
last for the road cause we have to go
grandpa knows the track
next stop is the second shop on the right
there is no step back
Do I believe in fate?
Or can I trust the trail?
Do I believe in his reliability
or things I used to see?
He was made of the hardwood bale
knows how things should be
but the point he could really relay on - it was me
at the end of the day, after all these deals he was totally tanked
so we walked hand in hand to the end of the track:
"we're done, so we can go back"
Do I believe in fate?
Or can I trust the trail?
Do I believe in his reliability
or things I used to see?
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4. |
Squadron 308
05:28
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So today it's hard to believe that all we used for play
It was hands and feet and pieces of wood
and one bike for all, mate...
we explored every hole, every secret to know
places not allowed to be viewed
"wall of death" sled riders, in summer we turned
into "Squadron three-O-eight"
That was Hub and Pete, capt. Rob and me,
and few more, don't remember the names
we were reading war books, we were fearless dudes,
we were not to be afraid
there was discipline and seriousness,
we arranged extreme games
secret operations under secret code,
called: Squadron three-O-eight
Hard to believe in all the things we did,
the crew would always be alive (we never though)
ultimate battle (just) would end with defeat
the Squadron lost its heart…
I'd like to turn back time
We were homies next door, wanted much and way more
than the others could believe
the future we planned was yet never to come,
the bravest one took his way
thinking of the past, lighting every year
a candle on the lonely grave
recollecting missions that we never made
as a “Squadron three-O-eight”
Hard to believe in all the things we did,
the crew would always be alive (we never though)
ultimate battle just would end with defeat
the Squadron lost its heart…
I'd like to turn back time
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5. |
Hot Candy
03:00
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Yeah, there was a time of very first love, love at every sight
hundred tricks to be a little closer, just to meet their eyes
lonesome nights on slyly planning, chances not to miss
to get a gaze, to get a shy smile, to get a hug, to get a kiss
Sinful moments which I stole, ups and downs to get to the goal
no pressure, just a nice dandy, who offers you a hot candy
Lads say: "she kisses for ice cream" and I checked - she did
but still hungry so kept plotting to satisfy my greed
taste a candy, and leave it to fate, who will be next for this:
taste a candy and leave it to her… is it the taste of a kiss?
Sinful moments which I stole, ups and downs to get to the goal
no pressure, just a nice dandy, who offers you a hot candy
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6. |
Orphanage Quiet Walls
03:20
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Feels like in prison, feels like don't wanna stay, but no power to run no more rhymes to pray
days go in a straight line, simple terms for every play, rules just count down all nights and days
One day I will spread my wings
one day life will just begin
in my ears still sounds the calls
but so far I’m stuck between the orphanage quiet walls
School calls me a rascal, street hardens me everyday, it's all just because I cannot wait
wait to release, to finish this disease, kneeling in the corner on the knees
One day I will spread my wings
one day life will just begin, yeah, I cannot wait!
in my ears still sounds the calls
but so far it stuck between the orphanage quiet walls
One day I will spread my wings, one day life will just begin
one day I will spread my wings, one day life will just begin
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No one knows how the things gonna go and how it will end?
but before I go, I'd like to leave my mark on your life's next bend
I can just give you some tools, couple of rules and show you the way
but you will walk by your own, through the world of unknown cause I'm gonna stay - here
Here where I was young, where I felt strong, here where I was carefree, those times are gone
So I really want to share those feelings, memories whisper to my ears
cause I still feel this baby tremble, end is new beginning, so I wipe the tears
Couple places to show, and few stories to know, just some part of my youth, part of me
what created my spine, drew me a line, allowed me to be free
you will walk by your own, through the world of unknown, I'm gonna stay here
but you can always come back, if you feel that you need, I will always be near you
Where we are young, where we are strong, where we are carefree, you're never gonna be alone
Please, remember to share the feelings, try to keep my whispers in your ears
stay young, stay like a baby tremble, end is new beginning, so wipe the tears
You will never walk alone…
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The Junks Poland
The Junks, krakowskie garaż/punkowe trio: ojciec, syn i stryjo.
W sumie mamy koło 100 lat, co odbija
się (nam) w stylistyce ;)
Ale gramy z serca i żołądka: prosta forma i szczera zawartość, w sam raz dla niewybrednych ;)
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