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פלונטר
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פורטיס משולש
   פורטיסחרוף:
1900?
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על המשמרת
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שוטר, פושע והענק הלוחש
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כרומוזום
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שירים שונים

Deadly Weapons(1984)

1. Next One Is Real
2. Losing Tracks (In Time)
3. The Well
4. There's Always Now
5. Nada
6. Not Knowing
7. Deadly Weapons
8. Burnt-Out Hotel
9. The Howling Hole
הפקה מוזיקלית: פיטר פרינסיפל
מפיק בפועל: ג'ילס מרטין
הוקלט באולפני DayLight בבריסל

סמי בירנבך - שירה
ברי סחרוף - גיטרות, שירה, קלידים וצ'לו
רמי פורטיס - גיטרות ושירה
מלכה שפיגל-ניומן - שירה, בס וסינתיסייזר
מקס פרנקן - תופים

בליין אל-ריינינגר - ויולה וכינור
מארק הולנדר - כלי הקשה, כלי נשיפה וסינתיסייזר
פיטר פרינסיפל - גיטרה סלייד

Next One Is Real
I went out from an open cell blotted past just some rotten spell undress have another life I went down where the souls get hired worked for days then we all got fired under x in a dead-end file fake, deceit and the common lie next one is real next one is real next one is real understand well I'm quite aware human weakness for a perfect world under stress now have another round welcome back in the arms of hell have a few and you'll feel so well what a mess have another one I was gone but my ghost still cried: next one is real next one is real next one is real

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Losing Tracks (In Time)
self-exiled, tied and caught pulled by wire led into void how can I tell you how can I tell you now we're losing tracks in time Je me rapelle ce qu'elle m'avait ecrit "nous sommes tous des enfants dans une ecole perdue..et le reste c'est l'oubli" memories lying hurt I forgot living and dying I wrote down my note how can I tell you how can I tell you now we're losing tracks in time

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The Well
Sitting down by the fire staring out through the flames heart's a slave of desire inside of the well mother weeps father's crying brothers planning the sale while they try to deny it Josef dreams in the well sitting down by the fire drawn like moth to a flame heart's a burn of desire inside of the well beaten slave will be master day and night ring the bells till there's no more but laughter echoing from the well

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There's Always Now
there's always now there's always now the things that you say and never believe there's a crack in the sky and the lake's running dry the further you'll go the harder it gets always so wide awake don't let it steal your heart the one you're with will wait so let her fill your heart there's always now there's always now the dues that you've paid the gifts you've received there's a crack in the sky and the lake's running dry the further you'll go the nearer it gets always so wide awake

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Nada
Now that the night has gone away end of the day seemed near he went out the empty court filled with shame and fear trapped by a shadow set, betrayed wishing it wasn't him further down the same old court ruins of passing years Blind folded man still facing the wall hiding away his tears and when the guns are set to go death whispers in his ear - nada blood on the pavements blood on the hills gates of the heaven sealed goon squads came like beasts of prey lookin' for thier kill run from the shadows looming near wishing he wasn't here further down the sad old morgue ruins of passing years blind folded man

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Not Knowing
watching different roads and wonder where my own is rolling waiting all day long for a change and it's showing all those moments days and years left me standing here not knowing all these people everywhere kept me waiting and not knowing holding to myself fear is all that kept me going waiting all day long for a change and it's not showing all those moments days and years left me standing here not knowing all these people everywhere

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Deadly Weapons
We have the right to state opposition the thirst for power and profit we're members of the family now bitter memories still haunt deadly weapons life shells are not the only danger we shoot we ride fast we shoot again terminal friends soldiers of fortune awake all night, I'll wait all night, I'll wait for the light lookin' at the wall should I stay or should I go we have the right to state our position the crave for profit and power dismembered from the family now waiting for a final call deadly weapons life shells are not the only danger we shoot we ride fast we shoot again terminal friends soldiers of fortune awake all night... lookin' at the wall the poverty surrounding me the treasure that no one can see the poverty surrounding me the bloody hands that hold the key

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Burnt-Out Hotel
I've heard they arrived... ...it's an avarage day running away grey lights pacing the street with indifference wonder how they burnt out alive if there's no reply from the station radios jammed broken lines if you can recall empty spaces filled with debris wasted lives in a burnt-out hotel flames danced with cruel affection black smoke has covered the sky everytime you play with fire something inside you just dies rain has washed away the traces no one's suspecting a crime wind has swept away the ashes nothing remains to remind

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