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All mixed up

Hybrid Soul : Recycled music

The sonic fusion of cutting edge beats, loops and acapellas by random YouTube and noego music artists recorded via mobile phone.

Crack is the boss – Gil Noble / Bob williams
This brothers got it goin’ on – Ousman
Black lives matter – LL Cool J
Zombie – The Cranberries
O come o come Emmanuel – Malinda / Kofi Billz
The empire came home
Lovin’ you – Minnie Riperton
Who will pick it up – Aziya
I ain’t mad at you – Shea Doll
Praise you
Groove line – Heatwave
Yi jian mei – Fei Yu Ching

  1. Crack is the boss
  2. This brothers got it goin’ onBlack lives matter
  3. Zombie
  4. O come o come Emmanuel
  5. The empire came home
  6. Lovin’ you
  7. Who will pick it up
  8. I ain’t mad at you
  9. Praise you
  10. Groove line
  11. Yi jian mei

The Empire Came Home

The Empire came home
And here we all are

Straight off the boat sink or swim
One way ticket to Liverpool from Dublin
On pavements and roads they walk with a gimp
Just buy a ticket and they’ll let you right in

The streets are paved with gold so the story goes
Even though you are stupid you still get to vote
Irish folk when they spoke became the standard model joke
To die laughing is the best way to go

The Empire came home
And here we all are

Different language foreign tongue useful idiots everyone
Different God foreign king no way they’ll fit in
No dogs no blacks no Irish
No room at the inn

My daddy was a navvy from the west country
Where things ain’t perfect and are never gonna be
So he left his native land in search of industry
And settled in the bosom of the enemy

Free education thank you England
Free healthcare thank you Britain

Put your trust in the system and it will always be there
Pay your tax pay your share contribute for your care
English heart Irish blood never had it this good
Oasis have reformed kissed and made up

The Empire came home
And here we all are

Paddy’s in diggers earning six figures
Turning cities into building sites

Paddy’s in diggers earning six figures
Putting up parking lots in paradise

Praise You

Wishful thinking
All day drinking
Woke up this morning
With that sinking feeling

I lay for a while
Unable to speak
Then I rolled over
And went back to sleep

Shaken not stirred
My vision was blurred
Willed into existence
By the universe

I know I’ve done wrong
I’ll try put it right
I’m trying to heed
The good words of the wise

Close my eyes
Shut out the world
And all of its complexities
I want to believe in something
Much greater than me

Praise you
I’m grateful for my stupid little life
Praise you
So grateful for my stupid little life

Contemplating my death
Was it something I said
Will I die on my feet
Or will I die in my bed

I wont take the blue pill
I wont swallow the red
What’s the point of anything
If you wont raise me up when I’m dead

Sometimes I need answers
Silence will not do
The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog
One plus one is two

Praise you
I’m grateful for my stupid little life
Praise you
So grateful for my stupid little life

Raise me up when I’m dead

And if you were to ask me
To try sum up conclude
Mine eyes have seen the glory
Consciousness is proof

To know beauty is to know you
It has been my greatest pleasure to have served you

Praise you
I’m grateful for my stupid little life
Praise you
So grateful for my stupid little life

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