paroles de chanson Bass Tuned to D.E.A.D. - 2017 Remaster - Super Furry Animals
                                                Icy 
                                                waters 
                                                flow 
                                                between 
                                                us
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                the 
                                                shelf 
                                                life 
                                                shock 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                morning
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                see 
                                                rivers 
                                                split 
                                                to 
                                                deltas
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                trickle 
                                                into 
                                                the 
                                                ocean
 
                                    
                                
                                                With 
                                                my 
                                                bow 
                                                and 
                                                my 
                                                arrow
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                will 
                                                aim 
                                                towards 
                                                my 
                                                atlas
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                where 
                                                    I 
                                                hit, 
                                                I'll 
                                                go
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                in 
                                                my 
                                                chosen 
                                                location
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                will 
                                                croon 
                                                    a 
                                                sorry 
                                                sermon
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                tune 
                                                my 
                                                bass 
                                                to 
                                                dead
 
                                    
                                
                                                Live 
                                                volcanoes 
                                                turn 
                                                to 
                                                craters
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                their 
                                                egos 
                                                turn 
                                                into 
                                                spacedust
 
                                    
                                
                                                Teleport 
                                                me 
                                                from 
                                                this 
                                                vacuum
 
                                    
                                
                                                I've 
                                                some 
                                                contraband 
                                                information
 
                                    
                                
                                                With 
                                                my 
                                                bow 
                                                and 
                                                my 
                                                arrow
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                will 
                                                aim 
                                                towards 
                                                my 
                                                atlas
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                where 
                                                    I 
                                                hit, 
                                                I'll 
                                                go
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                in 
                                                my 
                                                chosen 
                                                location
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                will 
                                                croon 
                                                    a 
                                                sorry 
                                                sermon
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                tune 
                                                my 
                                                bass 
                                                to 
                                                dead
 
                                    
                                
                                                With 
                                                my 
                                                bow 
                                                and 
                                                my 
                                                arrow
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                will 
                                                aim 
                                                towards 
                                                my 
                                                atlas
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                where 
                                                    I 
                                                hit, 
                                                I'll 
                                                go
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                in 
                                                my 
                                                given 
                                                location
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                will 
                                                croon 
                                                    a 
                                                sorry 
                                                sermon
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                tune 
                                                my 
                                                bass 
                                                to 
                                                dead
 
                                    
                                
                            1 Torra Fy Ngwallt Yn Hir - Demo, Big Noise Studios, Cardiff, 16.12.96 - 19.12.96
2 Hit and Run - Demo, Big Noise Studios, Cardiff, 16.12.96 - 19.12.96
3 The Boy with the Thorn in His Side
4 Naff Gan - Demo, Big Noise Studios, Cardiff, 16.12.96 - 19.12.96
5 The International Language of Screaming - Demo, Big Noise Studios, Cardiff, 16.12.96 - 19.12.96
6 Bass Tuned to D.E.A.D. - Demo, Big Noise Studios, Cardiff, 16.12.96 - 19.12.96
7 She's Got Spies - Demo, Big Noise Studios, Cardiff, 16.12.96 - 19.12.96
8 Down a Different River - Demo, Big Noise Studios, Cardiff, 16.12.96 - 19.12.96
9 SFA Theme - Demo, Big Noise Studios, Cardiff, 16.12.96 - 19.12.96
10 Music Box - Demo, Big Noise Studios, Cardiff, 16.12.96 - 19.12.96
11 Let's Quit Smoking - 2017 Remaster
12 Play It Cool - Original U.K. LP Mix - 2017 Remaster
13 Trons Mr Urdd - 2017 Remaster
14 Ice Hockey Hair - 2017 Remaster
15 nO.K. / Frosty Night in Gothenberg - 2017 Remaster
16 Mu-Tron - 2017 Remaster
17 Wrap It Up - 2017 Remaster
18 Carry the Can - 2017 Remaster
19 Mountain People - 2017 Remaster
20 Calimero - 2017 Remaster
21 Smokin' - 2017 Remaster
22 Down a Different River - 2017 Remaster
23 Mountain People - Demo, Big Noise Studios, Cardiff, 16.12.96 - 19.12.96
24 The Placid Casual - Demo, Big Noise Studios, Cardiff, 16.12.96 - 19.12.96
25 Play It Cool - Demo, Big Noise Studios, Cardiff, 16.12.96 - 19.12.96
26 Download - 2017 Remaster
27 Bass Tuned to D.E.A.D. - 2017 Remaster
28 Pass the Time - 2017 Remaster
29 Foxy Music - 2017 Remaster
30 Hit and Run - 2017 Remaster
31 Cryndod Yn Dy Lais - 2017 Remaster
32 Furryvision - 2017 Remaster
33 The Placid Casual - 2017 Remaster
34 The International Language of Screaming - 2017 Remaster
35 Demons - 2017 Remaster
36 Short Painkiller - 2017 Remaster
37 She's Got Spies - 2017 Remaster
38 Play It Cool - 2017 Remaster
39 Hermann Loves Pauline - 2017 Remaster
40 Chupacabras - 2017 Remaster
41 Torra Fy Ngwallt Yn Hir - 2017 Remaster
42 Smoke
43 Dim Ysmygu - Alternate Mix of 'Smoke'
44 B Side
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