1. |
Mars Landing
02:07
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Front Page Superstar
04:03
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Handstands in a crowded street
Got arrested again in the name of a foreign queen
Life high, entertainment cheap
Put him on the cover of a magazine
Who’s the man with face pristine
Everybody wondered…
We don’t know
Chic shoes and designer suit
Looking mean, clean Million-dollar face
Sharp gaze through to you
Most knew they’d seen him before
Was it in a movie or a TV show
Who’s the man of charms unseen
Everybody wondered…
We don’t know
Front Page Superstar
Then back to the dirty track
To the same old tricks and the same old life out of a hat
No no, they wouldn’t believe
He was the man on the cover of that magazine
An unknown celebrity
Dancing for quarters on Hay Street
Front Page Superstar
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3. |
The Entertainer
03:51
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She’s the shadow of big star
She never met
A fine copy with an accent
From outer space
Your new crush between the lines
Spotlight eyes
A flash exploder
A red lipstick overload
Fireless smoke
The perfect cover
In love with the entertainer
Prime life through the eyes of strangers
Switch it up for the new sensation
She’s got heels for days
And funny-name pills
You’ve got quotes by a buddhist monk
From Beverly Hills
Who wears what, who likes your tweets
How did you meet
And what did they order
Random ink or impeccable style
Two frozen smiles
With a cocktail hangover
In love with the entertainer
Prime life through the eyes of strangers
Switch it up for the new sensation
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4. |
La Güerita
05:15
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Another long and lonely road
Blindly searching high and low
East to west, and west to Hell
Cast adrift by an evil spell
I didn’t know, I had no clue
When she walked into that room
If La Güerita stares at you
You’ve got your muse to lose
Güerita, please, where did you go
You stole my voice and I’m out of control
My throat is dry and my lips are burned
Güerita, please, I won’t let go
I’d rather you would’ve taken my soul
I’m begging you, I need your cure
She lit a smoke and drank for free
Watched the crowd from the Devil’s seat
We were on fire, the house ablaze
’Til I was struck by her wicked gaze
I didn’t know, I had no clue
When she walked into that room
If La Güerita stares at you
You’ve got your muse to lose
Güerita, please, where did you go
You stole my voice and I’m out of control
My throat is dry and my lips are burned
Güerita, please, I won’t let go
I’d rather you would’ve taken my soul
I’m begging you, I need your cure
She comes back in my dreams
In the heat and the light
Turns a drop into steam
And I’m in for the ride
And so this tune’s inside my head
Waiting for me to sing again
Until I do, I’ll just ramble on
Dive to dive and dusk ’til dawn
Güerita, please, where did you go
You stole my voice and I’m out of control
My throat is dry and my lips are burned
Güerita, please, I won’t let go
I’d rather you would’ve taken my soul
I’m begging you, I need your cure
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5. |
Drifter
04:35
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I don’t want to be here any more
I don’t want to be here any more
I don’t want to be here any more
I’ve got no place to call my home
Been drifting all around and all alone
My friends are far away, I couldn’t stay
I wonder if they miss me anyway
My boots like open mouths
Overfed with the miles they devoured
When they were still hungry for new beginnings
Hidden meanings
Sunrise creeping in
I don’t want to be here any more
I don’t want to be here any more
I don’t want to be here any more
My hands are cold
One thousand winters ago you’d keep them warm
And I still wonder: where did you go?
Who stole your soul away from us?
I lost it all
They won’t talk to me any more
I’m only shame to my own blood
Guilt is heavy
Heart is aching
Bottle’s empty
I don’t want to be here any more
I don’t want to be here any more
I don’t want to be here any more
I don’t want to be here any more (Guilt is heavy)
I don’t want to be here any more (Heart is aching)
I don’t want to be here any more (Bottle’s empty)
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Marc Aliana Barcelona, Spain
Marc Aliana is a singer, songwriter and guitarist from Barcelona, Spain, who has earned nominations in the American
Songwriting Awards and the Hollywood Songwriting Competition.
Full bio at alianaofficial.com/press-kit
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