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Not Alive

by Jesus The War Machine

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Tired faces, staring at the band The dragon shines from over the room Coin after coin, he takes from her hands And over her head he looms Clouds her mind, she doesn't understand what to do. Feet sinking in running sands She does what she's supposed to Devil calls, from his home town Have you sinned enough today Pick up your gun and hold it tight What does it matter anyway Cheat the fight, cheat on your wife, cheat your whole life away Sell yourself, piece by piece All you need to survive is the sound of money You're caught in the grasp of the four-leaved clover Don't you look back or your luck will turn sober You will realise a sinful weight on your shoulder All we be gone and you'll know that it's over (3x) But your glistening eyes lust for more Slot machines and gaming screens Put a smile upon your face You can't wait for another chance To prove yourself worthy Oh the queen of sin Shows a lot of skin But all she has is bait. Fills the slot in slot your heart Tears families apart Oh what a wonderful fucking day You're caught in the grasp of the four-leaved clover Don't you look back or your luck will turn sober You will realise a sinful weight on your shoulder All we be gone and you'll know that it's over (3x) But your glistening eyes lust for more
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Anything you do Can and will be used against you Sit down don't you move remove your shirt and shoes Defenceless Fingers, hair and toes ink-dipped for death row remember Can't you see what happens to Those who break the rules Conformity When life gives you lemons No-mans-land heaven Squeeze out the venom Sell 'em the fruit of lies Give 'em the fruit of lies Delusions in paradise Prison of minds Lost and confined Silent and blind A prison of lies Guarded by Shut eyes Paradise prison, mission, reserve With vigor you observe The deep sea waters surge B70 to 88 26th of the 1st Paradise prison, mission, reserve With vigor you observe As I watch the tides turn White T's and palm trees Nostalgia and dark dreams Orange and yellow flags salute the sun White socks and chipper dreams Sandals stained in blood and tears White man dreams what white man fears Paradise, prison, mission, reserve A prison for you to serve The ignorance you learned B70 to 88 26th of the 1st Surfer's Paradise Breakfast where the news is read Television, children fed Bullet strikes the helmets head
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Gods in Heat 03:31
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Moonlight 09:08
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Zelle 05:59
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The Island 09:16
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Warrior 04:33
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Mr. Moneyman 08:59
I'm walking Suit case in my hand Your don't understand And I don't either Numbers come and numbers go Pound your chest and snort some blow Prediction is security Won't you buy the whore in me Hey man, Hey man, Hey Mr. Moneyman Don't jump off that wall Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey Mr. Moneyman Money won't break your fall Hey man, Hey man, Hey Mr. Moneyman Don't jump off that wall Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey Mr. Moneyman Pray to the hands of gold Won't you pick up to phone Come down from your throne Customer is truly king Money's what the servants bring Leather shoes and leather hearts Born together grown apart Leather, sweet and warm embrace Buy me more then buy me grace Hey man, Hey man, Hey Mr. Moneyman Don't jump off that wall Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey Mr. Moneyman Money won't break your fall Hey man, Hey man, Hey Mr. Moneyman Don't jump off that wall Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey Mr. Moneyman Pray to the hands of gold All who died in '29 All who chose suicide Waited patiently in line To jump from ever greater heights Who died in '29 Who chose suicide All those who were left behind Numbers fly at the speed of light Hey man, Hey man, Hey Mr. Moneyman Don't jump off that wall Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey Mr. Moneyman Money won't break your fall Hey man, Hey man, Hey Mr. Moneyman Don't jump off that wall Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey, Hey Mr. Moneyman Pray to the hands of gold Broke is she who lives in vain Broke is he who died in pain Broke she who lies awake Nothing ever (really) Was at stake Falling, Falling, Falling to the ground

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released April 22, 2022

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Jesus The War Machine Bremen, Germany

Hi everyone. We're new in town. Just recording our first album now. Stylistically we venture through the realms of (hard)rock, psychedelic rock, funk, jazz and anything we can get our hands on. Stay tuned and listen closely!

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