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My Parrot Doesn't Eat Carrots

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My parrot doesn't eat carrots1
He's some stupid animal
He's the most beautiful of all parracarrots
But he never ever eats carrots
He's crazy about cough sweets and cake
He's fine with caviar and even celery
And I also saw him taste gherkins
Carrots are the only thing he never eats
 
My parrot doesn't eat carrots
He's some stupid animal
He's the most beautiful of all parracarrots
But he never ever eats carrots
He's crazy about cough sweets and cake
He's fine with caviar and even celery
And I also saw him taste gherkins
Carrots are the only thing he never eats
 
Lora!2 Lora! Hahahahahahaha!
Lora! Lora!
 
Carrots are the only thing he never eats
 
  • 1. The original German lyrics are about hard-boiled eggs, not about carrots. However, since the lyrics are nonsensical anyway and based on a pun that revolves around the words 'PapagEI' (parrot) and 'Ei' (egg), I decided to chance it to something else so that the idea comes across more clearly.
  • 2. cliché name for parrots

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Rekindle the spark

Child, what do you want to be
When others produce dreams
When all of them around you
Are directed or written
Watch out what you give for money
Traps are laid out
Stare them in the eyes
And don't let them change you
 
And there's people of good that tell you to give up
But when the heart shouts, I say you listen to it
 
Rekindle the spark, there will be a fire
If you shove your elbows room will be made
Do the first step, it isn't far away
Be what you want to be, you've got nothing to lose
Because you can't lose what you never had
Just make the first step, it isn't far away
 
There's no point in being sad
Life's just a game
You can make it paradise
Hurry up because it will pass
 
Enjoy today
You'll find reasons for sure
Laugh at all that's fake
And don't let that change you.
 
And there's people of good that tell you to give up
But when the heart shouts, I say you listen to it
 
Rekindle the spark, there will be a fire
If you shove your elbows room will be made
Do the first step, it isn't far away
Be what you want to be, you've got nothing to lose
Because you can't lose what you never had
Just make the first step, it isn't far away
 
My mom told me to live every day like it was the last
And to dance when the songs come on
When you have something to say, child don't hesitate
Life is simple, just live it and don't complicate it
 
I said like Gopo to animate it nicely
I feel like Simo on a final of Roland Garros
Oo, and the money's not controlling me
When I go all-in with ten-seven like Negreanu, yo
 
And if I'll cop it, I'll do like Bute
Because life can sometimes also shake you
But it's nothing, it's nothing and whatever it would be
I've got wings from the trend, from Henri
 
I fly with the thought and so I see them all
I pass through India with flair from Eliade, ah
Don't say that the plea doesn't hold
Because I'll raise my eyebrow now higher than Anastasia
 
God, guide my steps
If I'll step in void, make it be like Hagi
And if it goes up in smoke
I will smile like Mr. Iancu
 
Rekindle the spark, there will be a fire
If you shove your elbows room will be made
Do the first step, it isn't far away
Be what you want to be, you've got nothing to lose
Because you can't lose what you never had
Just make the first step, it isn't far away
 

Hearts without homes

I don't even know if you listen to me
If you are even there
In the sky or on the side of the road
I do not pray for me
They say i'm just a little
But if i remember right
For you it was not all pink
and misery on the way
 
Like the poor bells that the wind carries
Fists in the pockets punished them with life
And their hands cling to hope fled
 
You gave a little help
To those who have the good life
But now they repel us
It scares them rags
And rage in the heart
 
Let those poor bells run away, let us curse
The nothings in the pockets punished them for life
There's something wrong with beggars
And their hands cling to hope fled
 
I do not blame you but look here
And ring the bells for all the banished
 
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Anchored to the past

Because love is like a trap,
you lose your head if you love with your soul,
if you, since the beginning, don't get anything back
well, what starts with the wrong foot, ends the same way.
 
And now you have to start again from zero
facing your new world
at night, all of your ghosts come back,
alone, they torment you and you lose calm.
 
You wanna kiss him,
feel his body,
also desire him,
you're a victim of your past,
and you can't keep on living
anchored
to the past.
 
You thought this would be eternal,
no one fails and don't lose respect,
you must live with your eyes open
and those who promise, must prove it and then I'll believe it.
 
Because there are a lot of those people,
who mistake love from sex
and you can't keep on running away, it haunts you
all my advice was useless.
 
You wanna kiss him,
feel his body,
also desire him,
you're a victim of your past,
and you can't keep on living
anchored
to the past.
 
I wish everything was perfect,
that you could erase the feelings
that you couldn't listen a thing
when the one who lied to you, used to tell ''I love you''1
 
Those words end up grieving,
which fullfil with blood the inkwell,
my quill, ask the word to leave
and disappear from the alphabet.
 
She wanna kiss him,
feel his body,
also desire him,
you're a victim of your past,
and you can't keep on living
anchored
to the past.
 
  • 1. Yo te camelo,
    is a gypsy expression which means --I love you--, or that's what I read
Just learning.
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Go in Hard

I'm going in hard
I'm the last woman standing
I'm gonna show you
I own all this fucking thing
I'm the woman in charge
 
(Go)
 
I was faithful, I was your friend
You cheated on me with my enemies
And I was faithful, trusted you
You cheated on me with your cynicism
 
You want to talk trash about me, so do it
Your jealousy can't reach me
15 minutes of fame
Won't get you anywhere
 
You want to talk trash about me, so do it
Your jealousy can't reach me
15 minutes of fame
Won't get you anywhere
 
I'm going in hard
I'm the last woman standing
I'm gonna show you
I own all this fucking thing
I'm the woman in charge
 
I'm going in hard
I'm the last woman standing
I'm gonna show you
I own all this fucking thing
I'm the woman in charge
 
I was faithful, I was your friend
You cheated on me with my enemies
And I was faithful, trusted you
You cheated on me with your cynicism
 
(Go)
Don't get in my drawers, baby
 
I was faithful, I was your friend
You cheated on me with my enemies
And I was faithful, trusted you
You cheated on me with your cynicism
 
You want to talk trash about me, so do it
Your jealousy can't reach me
15 minutes of fame
Won't get you anywhere
 
You want to talk trash about me, so do it
Your jealousy can't reach me
15 minutes of fame
Won't get you anywhere
 
I'm going in hard
I'm the last woman standing
I'm gonna show you
I own all this fucking thing
I'm the woman in charge
 
I'm going in hard
I'm the last woman standing
I'm gonna show you
I own all this fucking thing
I'm the woman in charge
 
I was faithful, I was your friend
You cheated on me with my enemies
And I was faithful, trusted you
You cheated on me with your cynicism
 
You want to talk trash about me, so do it
Your jealousy can't reach me
15 minutes of fame
Won't get you anywhere
 
You want to talk trash about me, so do it
Your jealousy can't reach me
15 minutes of fame
Won't get you anywhere
 
I'm going in hard
I'm the last woman standing
I'm gonna show you
I own all this fucking thing
I'm the woman in charge
 
I'm going in hard
I'm the last woman standing
I'm gonna show you
I own all this fucking thing
I'm the woman in charge
 
I was faithful, I was your friend
You cheated on me with my enemies
And I was faithful, trusted you
You cheated on me with your cynicism
 
Don't get in my drawers, baby