These three lads hail from a small island off the coast of laos, a territory unrecognised by the un and contested by twelve nations. The defectors skyped in to the dusty studio one night delivered these 86 seconds of intrigue. A traditional song, the english version comes thanks to google...
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A mini epic of alienation. A lumbering voyage through the darkness to a sanctuary under siege
lyrics:
well i won't show a face in the cold
no i don't want to face any soul
though my warm place is gone
a peace i don't long for i won't bow or sway to your law
well i don't want to wait...
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Jabberwocky - lewis carroll
'twas brillig, and the slithy toves
did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
all mimsy were the borogoves,
and the mome raths outgrabe. "beware the jabberwock, my son! The jaws that bite, the claws that catch! Beware the jubjub bird, and shun
the frumious...
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