Running To The Moon (LP - 2016)

by Smokey Joe & The Kid

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    Premiere réédition de "Running To The Moon", sorti en 2016.
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    First Reissue of " Running to the Moon" , originally released in 2016.
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    The vinyl does NOT include the "Smokid All Stars" track.
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    Includes 13 tracks

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    Record/Vinyl + Digital Album

    The vinyl does NOT include the "Smokid All Stars" track.
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    - CD running to The Moon Signé !
    - Tote bag Smokey Joe & The Kid
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Ouverture 01:57
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Closing the casket on me My eyes wide open seeing in the dark And when they lower me underneath all six feet Suddenly I had a strong urge to talk They call me Johnny on the double double vision in trouble Always caught in a cuddle plotting schemes in a huddle Bagging up all the rubble stepping in all the puddles And even if they hate it deep down they ‘gon love you I never told the truth and in that I’m lying But what is the proof if a man is defining And here’s a silver lining a second chance at hiding Love is aloof in a poof its comes riding Girl you know I love you I gotta card up my sleeve just to bug you I know it’s hard to leave so I hug you But love only let’s go so salud and let’s toast and set the city aflame I know it’s easier to point the blame From now on it’ll never be the same We’ll hold hands and we’ll sing in the rain Without a wish for the weather to change Bury me six feet (5x) Why don’t you bury me six feet Bury me six feet (4x) Bury me six feet below Bury me six feet below You do hate me, don’t you Johnny I don’t think you have any idea how much Hate is very exciting emotionally (what?) I hate you too Johnny (what?!) I hate you so much (uh huh) I think I’m going to die from it Addicted to the Cha Cha drawn to the fire Elixir in the water only fans the desire I want to take you higher balance on the wire A thousand feet up in a tux I admire Soak in the lava my yachts at the harbor Dinner for two in a pursuit of your pajamas Make up on my collar cologne on the Wonder Bar I wanna make you holler then pretend that I never saw Love is in the air but lust is on the riverboat Crime without a care, a brick that will never float Locked to the safe key under the tongue You might as well get it while you’re still young And make sure ya hum while you take it all in When the push comes the shove will never end So let’s pretend the dream is over, awake and never sober The devil lives in heaven and his hand is on your shoulder Closing the casket on me My eyes wide open seeing in the dark And as they lower me underneath all six feet Suddenly I had a strong urge to talk They call me Johnny on the double Yeah they call me Johnny on the double They call me Johnny on the double Double trouble Bury me six feet (5x) Why don’t you bury me six feet Bury me six feet (4x) Bury me six feet below Bury me six feet below
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At last it's summer, i returned to gather the aquatics flowers, stumbling over the same polished pebbles, where we had tread together. I was alone, your image close to me, and i have to confess, i miss you. Crying soft tears, even though my heart is happy, it will be my secret, tender in silence. At last it's summer, i returned to gather the aquatics flowers, stumbling over the same polished pebbles, where we had tread together. I was alone, your image close to me, and i have to confess i miss you. I'll say nothing, i'll stay like like this, crying soft tears.
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COUPLET 1 -J'suis pas connu dans la noblesse mais no stress God bless -les cotelettes et les paupiettes les grosses fesses et les topless -Les cocktails bien dosés les girafes de Chouffe -Les couplets bien posés et les beats fats de ouf -Les teufs entre potos les belles entrecôtes au- -Tour d'un verre de pinard d'un quelconque quel que soit le coteau -J'aime prendre l'apéro tôt et vu qu'j'ai pas d'moto -Boire ou conduire fallait choisir? Y'avait pas photo -J'bois pas à outrance au bout d'trente verres j'suis bien -Au bout d'une quarantaine j'ai l'accent mexicain -Au bout d'cinquante j'péta l'premier verre qui vient -Au soixantième je te parle du complot reptilien -Je refais le monde avec mes parigos accoudé au comptoir -J'avais déjà commencé mon histoire dehors sur le trottoir -Avant d'entrer dans l(e)bar j'ai fini ma canette -Puis je me suis gratté les couilles avant d'aller piocher dans les cacahuètes -Barman n'oublie pas mon mètre de shots -Tu peux même en mettre 4 vu qu'j'suis avec 2 potes -Faut que j'les cogne qu'on célébre ainsi l'été -J'ai comme une envie de me mettre en état d'ébriété -lancer des WAAAW comme ça pour l'plaisir -lancer des CHAT BITE comme ça sans prévnir -Ouais j'ai la con mais que veux tu je m'aime comme ça -Tu bois pas et tu m'trouves chelou? Ca m'étonne pas COUPLET 2 -Tu peux me trouver dans les p'tits bars à téter des nibards -Hilare oui car j'suis l'pire des vicelards -Du lundi soir jusqu'au dimanche matin -Je bois pour oublier qu'ce monde est rempli d'immenses catins -Mais J'veux pas noyer mes soucis, j'fais boire mes joies -En buvant de la bière dans un p'tit bar Liégeois -Après ça je fais du mal à mes gars -quand j'arrive sur la piste dansant la macarena -L'alcool te rend beau? Moi il m'rend beauf gars comme -Quand ya plus de rhum et que j'enchaine a la vodka pomme -Pour la promo d'l'album Le gros Dino s'la donne -Et entame un moonwalk à faire palir ce pauvre jackson J'tourne sur la tête nan ma tête tourne ce que tu bois ou que tu vois dis toi qu'moi j'ai l'double J'vois ptet trouble mais j'ai toujours un oeil avisé qui surveille ma jolie bouteille ne t'avise pas d'la tiser L'alcool me réchauffe à moi l'alaska On ne peut pas boire au travail donc je n'travaille pas J'fais des concerts que pour les caterings j'aime qu'on m'donne a manger Vu que mon budget est allégé par mes rhums arrangés j'remplace ton boss déchu j'vois tous tes potes déçus Dis leur bien qu'ici c'est Big Yosh qui botte des culs Avec ses abdos kro et ses pecs la mauny Invite le a ton apéro s'tu veux connaitre la folie
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VERSE 1 She got them lips that I'm itchin' to kiss She got a lotta love that she's willing give She got a good sense of what I'm talkin' about She got a little thing about me makin' up sounds She got booga wooga that I love touch She got a funny way of playin' officer bitch She got a little grin that be makin' think She got friend there too that be willin' to play She got a cool style that she rock on the block She got a big smile that be makin' laugh She got a walk so cute -I wanna hold her hand She got skin so smooth -I wanna be her man She got a wild thing goin' with her hair it's the best She got a way she make moves that I love watch She got legs so long I like to see them cross She got a dress so hot it seem to make -ahhh! Ahhh! aahh! CHORUS You lookin' so sexy you make me so crazy BRIDGE I get so stupid when I lookin' at they woowoo I wanna wiggy wiggyi uh -what? I make 'em silly when I ticklin' they moomoo they want dippy dippy -huh! Oh my there's just so many choices I can't just simply choose one they all got some thing 'bout them that I love so much ohhhhh VERSE 2 She got helluva look She got killer way that she movin' to this She got me thinkin' things that I'd never of thought She got me in a strange way messin' me up BRIDGE 2 I can't go on this way no she got me on that voodoo I'm goin' loose my mind ayayayayay CHORUS You lookin' so sexy you make me so crazy
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F Payson, GT Malone Case file 453 The Gravel Sack Incident As tradition dictates.. It started with a dame Bout a month back claimed to seek shelter from the rain and F Payson even called it on the spot “black raven” Hence the present time palaver headlights to the harbour Thick smoke.. Fog lies heavy on the docks Cigarettes glow from the corner where they stock the crops Shots of the scotch no rocks Straight from the hip-flask glance at the clock tock- Tick-ing indicating that the operation saving black raven Is a go stroll down to the yachts Something doesn’t smell quite right - gas cooker Laced with the faint perfume of high-class hooker Veronica, quite the looker The wail of violin harmonics echo in the harbour Hook a left and leave mental image resting in my brain Just in case we bust the case and must escape Board the vessel, sense the millions Malone and Payson handshaking through the minions And in this line of business the trick is to... "Wait Pays, look, the staircase! the Princess!" CHORUS Where the snakes rub shoulders with the kings Every minute in the midst makes it harder to clock Who's who in the cesspool sink or swim Shark fins circling the block X2 Lucky us, the princess is the boss' only offspring The reason 20 unsuited suiters lie in coffins Grim stories over gin of their demises Requires this sire outside for oxygen As we walk on to the dim lit deck Necks almost twist to check through the mist A swiftly approaching boat in the distance Mysterious from the hull to the engines Truth.. I make it 4 silhouetted suits on the approach yo Throwing out a rope between the boats so We infer quick, judging by the pattern of the pack 2 leads in the front.. plus the muscle in the back that pack the briefcase…. mink-laced.. black leather gloves clutch Subtle stir of tension in the nerves of the lady dove It maybe love… Siberian clime frosty Diamond sacks… Liberian mine sourced CHORUS The grand finale crowned with a curtain drop Couldn't know Veronica's a hurting cop Heels never Birkenstock, twerking ¬up the dance floor Working hard and finally reveals her work of art Stern and smart delivery of boss arrest, no sympathy The man she knew by skin of D, stripped of being free, consequences On the fence of how to proceed When a glimpse of the pimps with the diamonds reveal Ey yo, they’re breaking out, over the rail Into the lifeboat as slugs rain, heard a voice bellow through the hail “It’s Smokey Joe and the Kid!” infamous, wanted by Interpol For decades… Jewel thieves top of the list The mist clears, and there within the bath of the floodlights Snagged a bag of diamonds of the blood-type, marauders Briefly caught their eyes across the water Grabbed the gravel sack quick then dipped with the daughter CHORUS x2
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Verse 1 Can I ctl alt delete my day & prolly just start a new one Sun is brighter for my neighbour eating sorbet Morning cup of coffee 1st sip missed my mouth From 2 inches dropped it floor thank god i have no carpet/ Looking to the mirror reflection is still sleeping Corruption on the daily copulate the headline / But yesterday must be greater than tomorrow/ But yesterday seemed to be filled with sorrow/ Chorus: Yesterday was greater than today, so they say x 3 So they say! They saaaaaaaaaay! Verse 2 Up bright and early here’s a price for you nerdy See My brain stays sunny, never once chase a bunny i wish i found a brown paper bag leaning for me but last I seen it was destined to a deputy Im late for work i can find my keys, I’m sweating bullet, The corporation owns forest who lends the money Im daily throwing freebies, with a bag full of candie With some confidence on the plate, im bond to hit a birdie Bumping jay elect ,my favourite is candyman Why we Feed the idiot box just like a bag of sand/ Rapping to my wall paint a picture so clear Spin the wheel, staying focus and also stay near trust the process and do more and say less leave the door open and let in some fresh some air But yesterday must be greater than tomorrow/ But yesterday seemed to be filled with some sorrow/ Chorus: Outro Yesterday was greater than today, so they say x 7 So they say! They saaaaaaaaaay!
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released May 2, 2016

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