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Thorts
I'm trying to figure this out still trying to walk without doubt
Sometimes I think that this acids still stuck in my brain
From twenty years ago when I was insane
I don't like to go out I stay away from the crowds
I don't like to dance though I get loose and move to this music
And act like a goose and when the beat kicks in I feel happy all
Over and my face wears a grin
Life doesn't seem as grim as it once did
This is more than just music mother fucker this is everything
Ain't what it seems quiet on the surface got me nervous in dreams
Ain't got no purpose but to pay these bills
I'm only here coz my ancestors fucked some against their will
We kill the innocent to eat their flesh
We're conditioned not to question our traditions or to reassess
Blessed be the few in this world of fools
No soup for you if you don't follow the rules
I play it cool in the background
Surround myself with like minded artists and those
Who like to get down
But when I get outside of my head and look around
It makes me sad that I'm halfway dead
Parkwaechter Harlekin (English translation)
Sit with the demigod in white because half-dead and pain
Because soon it will tear my aging heart apart maybe
Who knows what remains what comes
Only time and no one else
Quiet hope lies tiredly into my conscience
While I'm still waiting to miss the stage
Therapy and tinder loneliness forever
No one leaves traces on the asphalt but winter
Road salt in the wounds
Served narrow-minded mottled gray and gone
Half life overcome everything else still stings
What a week huh captain it's Wednesday
Cabbage pasta and semolina porridge
Corner gas and love
Food for the soul and a life for the instincts
Half dead half the rent the circle closes
Sometime but no hurry as long as there's beats
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Yeah Nah
04:21
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Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah nah I ain't down with that bullshit
Still got some tools in this toolkit
Trying to drive by on this highway
Keep left she'll be right mate yeah
Yeah nah I ain't down with that bullshit
Still got some tools in this toolkit
Trying to drive by on this highway
Keep left she'll be right mate
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah nah
Take a breathe deeper than lake Baikal we've been sleeping
Too long pipe dreaming just cruising along been peeping
What others be doing wrong should be learning from their mishaps Being smarter and working harder adjusting the times
Are changing not rushing or pushing blame finger pointing I'm not Complaining or am I on every song when I'm painting
Destroying slowly my hope and my inner will to survive this world Though it's killing me love will conquer everything
I'm happy to be living
Yeah nah nah nah nah nah nah
Yeah nah nah nah nah nah nah
Yeah nah I ain't down with that bullshit
Still got some tools in this toolkit
Trying to drive by on this highway
Keep left she'll be right mate yeah
Yeah nah I ain't down with that bullshit
Still got some tools in this toolkit
Trying to drive by on this highway
Keep left she'll be right mate
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah nah
A bitter pill to swallow tomorrow I know it's coming
On borrowed time now I'm running a steep incline
But they cheering they got my back now I'm fearing
Nothing but death coz I don't want to leave this place
Though I'm nearing the end and I fucking hate it
This life we must celebrate it it's totally underrated
For granted we often take it I'm ranting I know but wait it's
Important for me to grow with this music I flow enthusiastically
For once I'm smiling from ear to ear and I'm trying
My hardest to stay afloat now I'm flying no longer crying
I'm drying these eyes inviting new feelings inside we're dying
We need to try something new and exciting jump in this car
Now we're driving together for better or worse forever
Whatever works it's better when open I treasure every single
Second we spend on this earth I'm letting you in
In return I'm putting in work till they put me in the dirt
Or burn my cadaver uh uh I'll give up never
Yeah nah nah nah nah nah nah
Yeah nah nah nah nah nah nah
Yeah nah nah nah nah nah nah
Yeah nah nah nah nah nah nah
Yeah nah I ain't down with that bullshit
Still got some tools in this toolkit
Trying to drive by on this highway
Keep left she'll be right mate yeah
Yeah nah I ain't down with that bullshit
Still got some tools in this toolkit
Trying to drive by on this highway
Keep left she'll be right mate
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Hold U
03:28
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Me I'm trying to catch my breath me I'm trying to catch my breath
Me I'm trying to catch my breath me I'm trying to catch my breath
Sufficiently breathless cigarettes and coffee for breakfast
I got a death wish I know now this rain is gone
I just want to wake up and sing my song
Please don't take me from my home
I learnt my lesson I'll be strong
Days ain't lasting now too long
I just wish we could go back
To when we had some clarity when we had some clarity
This world has no sanity it's insanity
I just want to hold you and keep you warm
Safe from this world where our love was formed
At the end of the day I just want to hold you
I just want to hold you it ain't hard to tell
Look in my eyes girl you know me well
At the end of the day I just want to hold you
So tight in aging arms no light in waging wars
Opaque these clouds of smoke no joke this world is yours
A force in affect fall like these thoughts that are all in this head
Caution off parts that are best left dead
Grown over paths where we still seem to tread I know
I just want to stay alive and breathe for our kids with you by my side
I don't believe in destiny but you and me were meant to be
I just want to hold you and keep you warm
Safe from this world where our love was formed
At the end of the day I just want to hold you
I just want to hold you it ain't hard to tell
Look in my eyes girl you know me well
At the end of the day I just want to hold you
Me I'm trying to catch my breath me I'm trying to catch my breath
Me I'm trying to catch my breath me I'm trying to catch my breath
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Fvcking Mowf
03:05
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Looky looky looky looky looky
Looky looky here
Looky here where did all my hair go my dear like a deer in headlight in the night I've been
Unprepared taking my time with this love keeping it all inside one day we will turn to dust
Maybe we should be alive leave it or live with this lust maybe we will capsize
How do we know if we don't at least give this a try I've been locked in myself for so long
With this muzzle the puzzle the pieces I held them apart with no peace I resisted
But now I'm not struggling no more holding back fucking myself with this fear and not showing
The world what I'm capable of if I'm honest I'm dope as fuck but they don't know this yet
Notice me looky here I couldn't be much more clear you and me shed a tear now we tear this our year
I've been bleeding on a bass line feeding on them grey skies peaking off my brain
Seeking something else sick of all these sane nice simple little lame mice
Time to put my name in your fucking mouth
Looky here everybody stare when I say look away what a time to be alive I've been in my head
Thinking about what they what they could possibly think who is they anyways
Why do I give a shit we're running out of time maybe we need to sprint I've got a beautiful mind
Even though at times it's sick I've been stuck in this state I won't wait anymore now I'm out
I'll explore and explode from my core this is food for thoughts and I'm eating up everything
Watch me voyeur destroying that voice that has crippled the ripple affect I hope reaches
To others that need it I'm bleeding profusely I do not care
Notice me looky here I couldn't be much more clear you and me shed a tear now we tear this our year
I've been bleeding on a bass line feeding on them grey skies peaking off my brain
Seeking something else sick of all these sane nice simple little lame mice
Time to put my name in your fucking mouth
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Thorts
Clink jam jars cute like a Quokka
you call it football we call it soccer
no props but I'm proper
don't thank god but I'm thankful for poppa
my grandad loved me, dead to this world shit hurts like a rugby tackle
mostly I babble like Abraham Simpson
not breaking bones but I'm wishing
fishing for a brand new something
sick of these blues like a blood now I'm dusting
call me Hoffman I'm often off and on again honestly I need a friend
I'm a work in progress might change soon but that's probably a long stretch
just like yoga, need to break a sweat but I'd rather eat a donut
made a boo boo like yogi
now I'm on a choo choo riding like a pony
genuine shit I'm a thinker
love to have a smoke but I'm definitely not a drinker
thanks to my alcoholic father
taught me to write my own script for this drama
I'm an actor just like you
stuck in this screen I could scream but what would this do
Parkwaechter Harlekin
clink weck jars, emerge like Ziesel in Stammersdorf
he drives the mining train, i ride on the Wiesel
from Baden through Liesing to Margareten to Chrisi
because easy with the ex
I greet the lost
pour the obligatory puddles from the bottles onto the pavement
it splashes and ripples
I am certainly respectable even if I have no respect
it hurts like a spike against the shin
I make a fuss like Mundl and sometimes get shitfaced drunk like Mundl
and occasionally I smoke like Blahovec
off to the next garden party
no, I'd rather be alone at home, day in and day out, bent over a manifesto
first I eye my insides, get fat and sigh
steal your picnic like Yogi Bear
no more catastrophes, please, the verses are increasing
but the strength is fading
Parkwaechter Harlekin and Thorts
in many places, Vienna and there
beats pierced word for word again
do a lot, never exercise
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Happy As Larry
02:39
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Life's but a dream full of snags and lies
we carry our fears like bags under eyes
I bathe in the tears of wankers, haters & cunts
life's too short to give too many fucks
I once mistook cat shit for chalk when on acid
and tried to tag with it on a brick wall at night
that shit turned to powder and fell in slow motion
It caused a commotion and blew my damn mind
now whats that got to do with the price of fish
in Kamchatka I have not a clue
but I do know this when I’m dead and gone
you can wave both fists as you dance to this song
I do what I love and that’s all that matters
I kiss and I hug I screw and bat off
a matter of fact with some fiction
mixed in for fun it’s joyful glum
there’s more to life than what we’re told
it makes less sense as we get old
I won’t repent for my mistakes
my thoughts they bleed though it’s all in vain
I made my bed so now I lie
truth be told it’s cold at night
but still there’s not one thing I’d change
I’m happy as Larry to sing from this grave
leave me to sleep as I waster away
let the animals eat as I slowly decay
like this earth that we rape and abuse for our pleasure
we choose to look the opposite way
I’m but a man what can I do
stand by convictions or move in a robot like manner
and do what I must to survive
and provide for my piglets this ladder with instincts I climb
tisk tisk to where who knows
limp as this wrist as I pull and expose
the mask off this man made masquerade
please do as your told till your old and your grey
while you suffer in silence and hide who you are
in these words that you write while they pull you apart
piece by piece till there’s none left within
but a story to tell so now this song I sing
there’s more to life than what we’re told
it makes less sense as we get old
I won’t repent for my mistakes
my thoughts they bleed though it’s all in vain
I made my bed so now I lie
truth be told it’s cold at night
but still there’s not one thing I’d change
I’m happy as Larry to sing from this grave
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Are We There Yet
03:35
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No rules no frames
like Smokey & Joel said back in the day
though I scurried away carrying pain
now my muscles are big and I cant complain
though I do everyday it could be worse I guess
nursing these wounds from this ledge
It’s a curse and a blessing this flesh
I’m bursting with pride but I keep it inside what a mess
I’m in two different minds I confess but I don’t
coz people are cruel and this world is a joke
I need fuel in my tank, where are we going?
I’m not quite sure but that’s ok, ok
are we there yet, are we there yet, are we there yet,
I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know
are we there yet, are we there yet, are we there yet,
let me grow, let me grow, let me grow
into someone who flowers that no longer cowers
and hides away from the truth
I need magic powers less weed to devour not simple
but still I’m obtuse
goose chasing his own damn tail in circles I crawl
like a baby it’s cute
like my dear lady we’re perfect together like chips
and gravy I do
wish I was different while at the same time loving
all of my pieces they move
in different directions encrypted inflections
don’t miss these conceptions I glue
my thoughts with these words as they fall
what purpose does this serve at all
who am I? I’m not even sure
but that’s ok, ok
are we there yet, are we there yet, are we there yet,
I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know
are we there yet, are we there yet, are we there yet,
let me go, let me go, let me go
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Thorts
There’s a beautiful garden of flowers in my backyard there’s a beautiful garden of flowers in my backyard there’s a beautiful garden of flowers in my backyard so beautiful beautiful
Beautiful seems to be my favorite word in this book here, each chapter, slightly different from the last my footprints leave traces of my existence, haven’t got a clue like everybody else we fudge our way through these pages, pretending we can read but really we’re all blind as fuck, don’t lead me astray, I don’t pray to no god not even in a hole so keep yours shut, I travel through this space and time not knowing answers but questions I got a lot this brain won’t stop till my heart stops pumping blood and in reality that’s all it does, I got so much love for this home that we’ve made and I’m never going to give this up, I’m taking time to arrive at my conclusion no rushing around in this rat race which we move in I wish to smell all these roses in this world I appreciate each breath I now except all my faults experience this world with me I’ll give you all that I’ve got
Thorts & Amber Martin
There’s a beautiful garden of flowers in my backyard there’s a beautiful garden of flowers in my backyard there’s a beautiful garden of flowers in my backyard so beautiful, beautiful
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Sitting in the lobby of an unfamiliar building, as good a time as any to ponder life’s misgivings, how many of us dying just to say that we’re living, feet on solid ground but opinions can be shifted, if I was a magician would it be a hat trick, filled the whole room with silence drop of a match stick, reveal no secrets nothing up the sleeve, just a slight of hand willingness to believe, what’s originality in a world so bright, too many dim bulbs need that natural light, which is not the plight of the average man, it’s straight from the presses back to the ash can, d.i.y cat scans and web diagnoses, can’t write the magnum opus when you’re feeling claustrophobic, at least I got these roses of flowers in my garden, it reminds me of the beauty when I start to feel the darkness
Thorts & Amber Martin
There’s a beautiful garden of flowers in my backyard there’s a beautiful garden of flowers in my backyard there’s a beautiful garden of flowers in my backyard so beautiful, beautiful
Amber Martin
There’s a beautiful garden of flowers in my backyard there’s a beautiful garden of flowers in my backyard there’s a beautiful garden of flowers in my backyard so beautiful, beautiful
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Thorts Bunbury, Australia
I'm an artist currently residing in Bunbury, Western Australia
I've been making hip hop since 1995
I'll stop making music when my heart stops beating 🩷💜💙
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