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Albums:

Thats the Way I Like It (Offer Nissim) · (Whats the Story) Morning Glory [Remastered] (Oasis) · Dats Whats Up, Vol. 4 (DJ K Sam) · Whats the Cure (Soukie & Windish) · (Whats the Story) Morning Glory [Remastered] [LP] (Oasis) · Whats In The Mix (Joe Carbone) · Whats the Use EP (Jamie Lidell) · Blues Collective (T-Bone Walker) · Artist's Collective 0001 (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Collective Works (Boston Common) – and 27 other albums »


that sound, each time you hear a loud collective sigh
They're making music to watch girls by

Guys talk girl talk, it happens everywhere
Eyes watch
that sound, each time you hear a loud collective sigh
They're making music to watch girls by

Guys talk girl talk, it happens everywhere
Eyes watch
that sound, each time you hear a loud collective sigh
They're making music to watch girls by

Guys talk girl talk, it happens everywhere
Eyes watch
"What's that sound?" each time you hear a loud collective sigh
They're making music to watch girls by

Guys talk "girl talk", it happens everywhere
Eyes
that sound, each time you hear a loud collective sigh
They're making music to watch girls by

Guys talk girl talk, it happens everywhere
Eyes watch
"What's that sound?" each time you hear a loud collective sigh
They're making music to watch girls by

Guys talk "girl talk", it happens everywhere
Eyes
"What's that sound?" each time you hear a loud collective sigh 
They're making music to watch girls by 

Guys talk "girl talk", it happens everywhere
"What's that sound?" each time you hear a loud collective sigh 
They're making music to watch girls by 

Guys talk "girl talk", it happens everywhere
"What's that sound?" each time you hear a loud collective sigh 
They're making music to watch girls by 

Guys talk "girl talk", it happens everywhere
What's that sound? Each time to hear a loud collective
Sigh
They're making music to watch girls by

Guys talk, girl talk, it happens everywhere
Eyes
"What's that sound?" each time you hear a loud collective sigh
They're making music to watch girls by

Guys talk "girl talk", it happens everywhere
Eyes
Technology can actually increase privacy
The question is
why are our private details that are transmitted online
or why our private details that
Technology can actually increase privacy
The question is
why are our private details that are transmitted online
or why our private details that
suffer swift defeat
That theory’s backed up by empirical evidence
We’re gonna grind up your guys into burger meat
Again, of course, we’re speaking in
They're spending millions for your thrill
Collective desperate overkill
Wrapped up in harmless words that grin
Forbidden games you'll never win
will we find, when we all will die?

Collective, this is commander ziltoid the omniscient reporting
Greetings, ziltoid what is that strange
It's this sort of entertainment that makes me feel like throwing up
Like a chronic disease in it's final stage this crap is turning from bad
23 houres - banged up day and night
Beatings - given out left and right
By the screws who want to put you down
Degradation - they rub your face in
want to be just like you,
Organize the work for the collective few"
But as he grows up he sees no change
Systems won't let you rearrange!

Some day
state

So pinch yourself if you don't believe your eyes
They beat you down with a system they've devised
Shut you up and cut you down to size
And all
to you
Blinded by choices hypocrites won't see

But enough about the collective Judas 
Who could deny you were the one who illuminated
Your little
don't remember much
Not to worry my friend
I'm better off as such

You gotta wake up and smell 
The collective coffee, 
If ya know what I'm sayin'
and understand

What has changed, say to do really miss him?
So forget all set up morals
And let eternal wisdom flow
Cosmic revelation demonic incarnation
don't provide
Goes the insistence on the ways and means that so divide

They so divide

Side by side suffering loneliness (our lives are parallel)
Phony
and motherfuckers think these are metaphors
i speak what I see
all words and worlds are metaphors of me
my life was authored by the moon
footprints written in soil