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Crazy Strife
Steve Blaque
you dirty rotten liar
comin' into my life
playin' duck's n' drakes
what gives you the right
i ws doin' just fine
without you
in
my life
all yer suitcases
of hullabaloo
come on
neatly packed yeah
ahh little birdy done flew
i was doin' just fine
without you
in
my life
i was doin
swell
without your
crazy strife
that you brought into my life
your crazy strife
fillin' me with deadly
your crazy strife
putting fear inside of me
take away all i had for free
tying my tongue so i couldn't talk
your love a disengenuous rort
ahh, let's back up a little here
talk about the wool yeah
bein' pulled o'er my eyes
i wasn't born yesterday
yeah i can see through your disguise
i was doin' just fine
without you
in
my life
i was doin
swell
without your
crazy strife
that you brought into my life
your crazy strife
fillin' me with deadly
your crazy strife
putting fear inside of me
take away all i had for free
tying my tongue so i couldn't talk
your love a disengenuous rort
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I Saw Yu
06:08
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I Saw Yu
Steve Blaque
Original Poem
Fa Bruneau
Quand je te voie assise là
l'étincelle d'un feu ardent dans la nuit
mon cœur s'arrête, il n'y a plus que toi
Alors là, je sais, je sais qui je suis
Je rêve de t'envelopper dans mes bras
de voir des étoiles dans tes yeux
de plonger jusqu'à me noyer en toi
pour finir heureux, perdu dans les cieux
Quand je te voie, je ne voie que toi
et tout autour de moi
fini par se fondre dans le noir
plus rien n'existe, rien ne résiste quand je te voie
Tu es Aphrodite et Gaia
aussi Lilith et Kali
oui, je les rêve toutes en toi
Oh ma sublime, mon amour, quand je te voie
got caught in a dream
my own wonderland
how did yu get there
inception
i wasn't sure
maybe it was yur looks
but i know it ended yeah
with me writing a song
in this book
cause i saw yu
oh yeah i saw yu
i saw yu
oh yeah i saw yu
oh i saw yu
yes i saw yu
oh i saw yu
yes i saw yu
girl
whatever i write
won't ever really say
just whaet you were
that night
though now the cold
i feel at this time
grips me ever tighter
i want this dream
one more time
i saw yu
i saw yu
i saw yu
i saw yu
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May 5 1980
06:40
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May 5 1980
i woke, it was may 5 1980
i ain't born, nor am i fuckin' dead
someone was blowin' on my dice
and givin' me the chance to say no and hang here instead
and so i roam, within infinity
like in dust in time washed all over with incense n' myrrh
3 blind mice and the white rabbit
nearly wrapped tokens of someone's self worth
Pre chorus
she said Ok you've been there
now it's time for you to decide
i'll gie you another go, but we've got way better rides
chorus
and so i took the cue
and traded in my chips
i walked out of that casino
jumped a planetary ship
n' boy was that the best call
i ever made
i don't miss deception
hate and being afraid
and now i fly through the universe
affording a smile of those who follow in gods
since where i'm from
that game just aint' the game
built on superstition
that shit just ain't the odds
pre chorus
she said Ok you've been there
now it's time for you to decide
i'll gie you another go, but we've got way better rides
chorus
and so i took the cue
and traded in my chips
i walked out of that casino
jumped a planetary ship
n' boy was that the best call
i ever made
i don't miss deception
hate and being afraid
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My Lair
05:30
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My Lair
my lair
fuck off
yer on my turf
who the hell
gave you the right
to walk on my earth
n' didn't yu know
for what it's worth
that nothin' good
can come from
this ungodly birth
so my man
i see yu
puttin' yerself out there
on the line
but i'd like to know
the color o' yer corner
is it red or green
or blue like mine
yeah
so wait up
that ain't the half of it
n' this here's a battle
to stay alive
and as i do finely recollect
that man
roberto duran
straight up
slugged it out
panamanian pride
n' yu know it might just be me
but if i were yu
i'd back me up some
and take a look around
coz this here's some repugnant shit
n' yer goin' over the same old ground
chorus
my lair my lair
you're goin' over the same old ground
this is my patch
this is my lair
this is my ring
this is my spacce
yer askin' me to buy yer shit
where's the reciprocity
you got a house ways out o' order
and that's pretty fucking plain to see
my dear adversary on that point
we do agree
so let's look hard @ yer solution
and alls anyone sees is hiccups n' absolutism
without nothin' concrete no change within
just a value of a buck n' evolution
ok, so let me get this fuckin'straight
what i done built up with my bare hands
in your eyes ain't nothin' more than invasionary land
and my friend right there..on that very fuckin' point you don't understand
n' yu know it might just be me
but if i were yu
i'd back me up some
and take me a looky'round
coz this here's some repugnant shit
n' yer goin' over the same old ground
chorus
my lair my lair
you're goin' over the same old ground
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5. |
Layer Cake
04:05
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layer cake
Steve Blaque
i'm fallin' down
losin' my soul
can't someone
hit the brakes
i'm out o' control
parkin' fines
push me to the edge
the mornin' news
doin' in my head
the neighbor's dog
i wish it would play dead
the BBC's global dread
chorus
and how much shit
does it take
in this modern day
layer cake
i'm not sure
i really wanna know
revolutions
oh they come n' go
yes, they come n' go
n' the layer cake
just grows n' grows
deification
no imagination
throngs in my face
the breeding race
captain america
lost in space
middle 8
well may a grain of salt
be sprinkled from its shaker
while the sandwich that you eat
smorgasborg
from a bulldust maker
a cow dung faker
an over compensator
chorus
and how much shit
does it take
in this modern day
layer cake
i'm not sure
i really wanna know
revolutions
oh they come n' go
yes, they come n' go
n' the layer cake
just grows n' grows
coda
and how much shit
does it take
in this modern day
layer cake
and how much shit
does it take
in this modern day
layer cake
and how much shit
does it take
in this modern day
layer cake
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6. |
Just a Little More Time
04:58
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Just a liTtle More Time
Maggie Gao & Steve Blaque
verse 1
it's the time to go
just let me walk
i'm so tired of me
being tired of your talk
verse 2
don't try and write
yourself back to me
you've had every chance
from what i can see
1st chorus
just a little more time
is all i'm askin' for
just a little more time
i want it to be more
just a little more time
don't lock me out the door
just a little more time
verse 3
you had my mind
and my soul
but now that's gone
yeah gone
i'm so freaking sad
it turned so wrong
and how " can i keep strong
whern yor the flat key in my song
2nd chorus
just a little more time
is all i'm askin' for
just a little more time
i want it to be more
just a little more time
is something you had before
just a little more time
middle 8
(in chinese)
3rd chorus
just a little more time
is all i'm askin' for//i told you to leave before
just a little more time
i want it to be more //is something you had before
just a little more time
is something i'm dying for//
is something worth fighting for
just a little more time
(we duet together with slightly different words and phrasing)
verse4
i told you to leave before
so what stops you walkin out that door
cant you hear what i say to you
it's not what you think we're all through
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Traffic on a Sunday
05:01
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Traffic on a Sunday
Steve Blaque
traffic on a sunday
makes life like a monday
what r the fucker's
doin' on the road
sunday driver
won't be told
coz he's full o' shit
n' thick as a brick
dancer
on a tv screen
got a body
that moves
to
the
beat machine
in a way that i like it
oh yeah that's good
fighter
with the bloodied face
got cuts on his eyes
takes a look around him
and then he dies
Benny Paret
traffic on a sunday
makes life like a monday
what r the fucker's
doin' on the road
sunday driver
won't be told
coz he's full o' shit
n' thick as a brick
radiator's hot
4 people shot
2 on thursday
1 on friday
don't ask me when the others
bit the dust
coz my radiator's hot
gotta get to the shop
oh yeah
love n' death go hand in hand
says the fat man from bananaland
you gotta respect that
you gotta respect that
when yer mum says bye
but you say hi
to the pretty girls
u know yer healthy
when the car you drive
makes all those guys
wanna kill
oh yer wealthy
oh yer wealthy
stupid fuckin' man
with his stupid fuckin' mower
cuts his fuckin' grass
at half past six
stupid fuckin' woman
with her stupid fuckin' phone
makes her fuckin' noise
now yer all alone
didn't you kill yer mother
didn't yu kill yer brother
didn't yu kill yer sister
didn't yu kill yer father
life on earth is hell
give me a sabotage shell
pretty little lady
with the long dark hair
got oriental eyes
to hide that disguise
she's in love
with a married man
actor moves his head
like a horses head in bed
screams out in vain
you don't feel his pain
you don't feel his pain
traffic on a sunday
makes life like a monday
what r the fucker's
doin' on the road
sunday driver
won't be told
coz he's full o' shit
traffic on a sunday
makes life like a monday
what r the fucker's
doin' on the road
sunday driver
won't be told
coz he's full o' shit
traffic on a sunday
makes life like a monday
what r the fucker's
doin' on the road
sunday driver
won't be told
coz he's full o' shit
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8. |
Move on Out the Door
05:57
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Move on Out the Door
Steve Blaque
roll
play hard
sun shine on you
pick up
before
character
out that door
out
how you're paid
do the cash
fuck yer lay
gun hire
just for temp
live or die
fuck yer government
play gay
menoige de trois
abnormal
who the fuck's a star
chorus
livin' in a convenience store
fractured world
ha, that's the call
violence everywhere
time to kill
get out that door
to a life where you can breathe
fuck the pimps and the sleeze
there's still that one more score
then it's
move on out that door
friends work
to get ahead
pressure builds
then they're dead
on the board
directly to jail
without cash
wait for bail
in and out
no one gets hurt
just a job
get up
and go to work
chorus
livin' in a convenience store
fractured world
ha, that's the call
violence everywhere
time to kill
get out that door
post chorus
to a life where you can breathe
fuck the pimps and the sleeze
there's still that one more score
then it's
move on out that door
coda refrain
ain't no point to stick around
nothin' left for you in this here town
pack up yer tools time to roll
wander this world n' find your soul
ain't no point to stick around
nothin' left for you in this here town
pack up yer tools time to roll
wander this world n' find your soul
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Steve Blaque Beijing, China
Steve Blaque singer, songwriter, Producer and engineer and owner of Darktrunk Recording (formerly Forbidden City Studio Beijing) also performs in an unplugged environment with his favorite flavors of Indie and Grunge. Blaque has always said ''you don't need distortion to be grunge and you don't need twang to be Indie''. ... more
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Great Record first up because I produced it at Forbidden City Studio and that The Radiance delivered some powerful performances in the booth and that supporting artists all gave their best shot.
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This double A single works because The Radiance once again develop interesting songs and are prepared to introduce new and old school into their recordings. It is rich in rhythmic elements and harmony
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Love Soliloquy
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crayons n' colors throw out a real cool sound.....recommend taking a listen.
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The R&B singer's latest album explores the strength in intimacy and vulnerability.
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