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Children Of Men, Various Artists
Children Of Men
Release type: Soundtrack
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Release date:

2006

 
Duration: 55:01  
Size, Mb: 77,59  
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208

 
Price for album: 1.12 (discount 20%)  

 
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Title / Artist     Duration Bitrate Size (Mb) Price Download
1
Hush Lyrics
I got a certan little girl she's on my mind
No doubt about it she looks so fine
She's the best girl that I ever had
Sometimes she's gonna make me feel so bad

Hush, hush
I thought I heard her calling my name now
Hush, hush
She broke my heart but I love her just the same now
Hush, hush
Thought I heard her calling my name now
Hush, hush
I need her loving and I'm not to blame now

(Love, love)
They got it early in the morning
(Love, love)
They got it late in the evening
(Love, love)
Well, I want that, need it
(Love, love)
Oh, I gotta gotta have it

She's got loving like quicksand
Only took one touch of her hand
To blow my mind and I'm in so deep
That I can't eat and I can't sleep

Listen
Hush, hush
Thought I heard her calling my name now
Hush, hush
She broke my heart but I love her just the same now
Hush, hush
Thought I heard her calling my name now
Hush, hush
I need her loving and I'm not to blame now

(Love, love)
They got it early in the morning
(Love, love)
They got it late in the evening
(Love, love)
Well, I want that, need it
(Love, love)
Oh, I gotta gotta have it
04:26 224 7,02 0.10
2
Witness (I Hope) Lyrics 04:15 208 6,10 0.10
3
Tomorrow Never Knows Lyrics 03:30 192 4,57 0.10
4
Sleepy Shores Lyrics 02:52 208 4,07 0.10
5
The Court Of The Crimson King Lyrics
The rusted chains of prison moons
Are shattered by the sun.
I walk a road, horizons change
The tournament's begun.
The purple piper plays his tune,
The choir softly sing;
Three lullabies in an ancient tongue,
For the court of the crimson king.

The keeper of the city keys
Puts shutters on the dreams.
I wait outside the pilgrim's door
With insufficient schemes.
The black queen chants
the funeral march,
The cracked brass bells will ring;
To summon back the fire witch
To the court of the crimson king.

The gardener plants an evergreen
Whilst trampling on a flower.
I chase the wind of a prism ship
To taste the sweet and sour.
The pattern juggler lifts his hand;
The orchestra begin.
As slowly turns the grinding wheel
In the court of the crimson king.

On soft gray mornings widows cry
The wise men share a joke;
I run to grasp divining signs
To satisfy the hoax.
The yellow jester does not play
But gently pulls the strings
And smiles as the puppets dance
In the court of the crimson king.
04:49 208 7,10 0.10
6
Backward Lyrics 04:33 224 6,97 0.10
7
Wait Lyrics 04:47 192 6,55 0.10
8
There Is An Ocean Lyrics
There is an ocean of vast proportion
And she flows within
ourselves.
To take dips daily we dive in gaily,
He
knows who goes within himself.
The abode of Angels, the
mystical Promised Land,
The one and only Heaven, the God of
man
Is but the closing of an eyelid away.

There
is a silence of pure excellence
And she flows within
ourselves.
To appreciate, re-deactivate,
He knows who
goes within himself.
The domain of Devils, the Fearful
Land,
The only and only Hades, the Satan of man
Is but
the closing of an eyelid away.

All is as it was and
ever more shall be,
Though they try to tell us it's
not so.
Over all the earth there's nothing new to
see,
Excepting every seed will newly grow.

Innocence in childhood false men misconstrue
To be years
of darkness spent in shade,
Denying childhood's vision
of the God of Love,
So that Truth be turned about and
untruth made,
And untruth made.

There is a
reason for every season
Of change within ourselves.
To
navigate, re-appreciate
And know the flow within
ourselves.
The deliverance from Deluge, the good dry
land,
The one and only Haven, the rock of Man
Is but
the closing of an eyelid away.

There is a season,
ooh,
There is an ocean, ooh,
There is a silence,
ooh.
04:47 192 6,34 0.10
9
Ruby Tuesday Lyrics
She would never say where she came from
Yesterday don't matter if it's gone
While the sun is bright or in the darkest night
No one knows
She comes and goes
Goodbye Ruby Tuesday, who could hang a name on you?
When you change with every new day
Still I'm gonna miss you

Don't question why she needs to be so free
She'll tell you it's the only way to be
She just can't be chained to a
life where nothing's gained and nothing's lost at such a cost
Goodbye Ruby Tuesday, who could hang a name on you?
When you change with every new day
Still I'm gonna miss you

There's no time to lose I heard her say
Catch your dreams before they slip away
Dying all the time
Lose your dreams and you will lose your mind
Ain't life unkind
Goodbye Ruby Tuesday, who could hang a name on you?
When you change with every new day
Still I'm gonna miss you
Goodbye Ruby Tuesday, who could hang a name on you?
When you change with every new day
Still I'm gonna miss you

I'll miss you
I'll miss you
03:37 192 4,62 0.10
10
Money Honey Lyrics 03:46 176 4,62 0.10
11
Arbeit Macht Frei Lyrics 01:15 240 2,04 0.10
12
Indian Stomp Lyrics 03:30 176 4,35 0.10
13
Bring On The Lucie (Freda Peeple) Lyrics 04:14 208 5,86 0.10
14
Running The World Lyrics
Well did you hear, there's a natural order
Those most deserving will end up with the most
That the cream cannot help but always rise up to the top
Well I say, "Shit floats"

If you thought things had changed
Friend, you'd better think again
Bluntly put, in the fewest of words:
Cunts are still running the world (x2)

Now the working classes are obsolete
They are surplus to society's needs
So let 'em all kill each other
And get it made overseas.
That's the word, don't you know
From the guys that's running the show
Let's be perfectly clear boys and girls,
Cunts are still running the world (x2)

Oh feed your children on crayfish and lobster tails,
Find a school near the top of the league
In theory I respect your right to exist
I will kill you if you move in next to me
Ah, it stinks, it sucks, it's anthropologically unjust
Oh, but the takings are up by a third, oh so
Cunts are still running the world (x2)

The free market is perfectly natural
Do you think that I'm some kind of dummy?
It's the ideal way to order the world
"Fuck the morals, does it make any money?"
And if you don't like it, then leave
Or use your right to protest on the street.
Yeah use your right, but don't imagine that it's heard
Cunts are still running the world (x6)
04:44 224 7,38 0.10