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Daisy
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Dhaka-dice
This is not as much a side-project to Fungus (since Fungus IS pretty much my solo project anyway) as it is sort of a test tube where I try out my ideas to see what they sound like with full instrumentation. Most of these songs are written for Fungus and will be played live and maybe even recorded in a real studio some time in the future, so a lot of the songs are really "Fungus" songs that are complete even before the other members have even heard them. You could say they are to demo recordings what regular demo recordings are to professional studio recordings. I also use the pseudonym "Dhaka-dice" when making hip-hop beats. But I'm not sure I can upload all my beats, as some of them contain samples that haven't been altered enough for me to be able to call them my own. Anyways, if you're curios about what I'm doing, feel free to listen.
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Charts
Peak #717
Peak in subgenre #134
Author
Tomas Rauhala
Rights
2005
Uploaded
May 15, 2006
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MP3 3.3 MB 128 kbps 3:34
Story behind the song
I think the lyrics are pretty self-explanatory.
Lyrics
Your moisture Our sticky skin Humid breath Won't you let me in My saliva Your hungry mouth Our slippery tongues And yes I do like flowers Gotta ask 'em, gotta ask 'em just how do they feel Gotta ask 'em, gotta ask 'em if, if they are for real Gotta know 'em, gotta see 'em gotta know what they've got Gotta know what they have and I do have not Touch me, like you touch them Touch me, like you touch your friends Touch me, like you did before Touch me, 'cause everything's a bore Perfect you are my dear but deaf and blind Can't seem to hear None of my cries Vaporize My eyes I'm sick in her proximity My gorgeous prom queen of promiscuity Gotta ask 'em, gotta ask 'em just how do they feel Gotta ask 'em, gotta ask 'em if, if they are for real Gotta know 'em, gotta see 'em gotta know what they've got Gotta know what they have and I do have not Touch me, like you touch them Touch me, like you touch your friends Touch me, like you did before Touch me, 'cause everything's a bore I hear the feromones spreading they say that you're in heat But with all the others in your bed I... I know I can't compete I'm so goddamn tired of talking Rather close my mouth And down this goddamn road I'm walking I'd rather push up flowers I...really want to...be...you!
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