Stereolab
la demeure
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People are pressed, liberties crushed
Shouldn't it resound, cry of our soul?
It is so faint I can't hear it, I know it's there
Somewhere, somewhere, somewhere
Men could ask for happiness
They could ask for brotherhood
When we were not a lonely crowd
Natural was impersonal was non individual
Where strangers were not a threat
But more of a potential
Public space was wide open
The relevance was action
Beyond the cry lies the meaning
Common language of belonging
It is throttled, it is confused, has to be there
Somewhere, somewhere, somewhere...
- Album:
- Miscellaneous
- Not Music
- Chemical Chords
- Fab Four Suture
- Margerine Eclipse
- Sound-Dust
- The First Of The Microbe Hunters (EP)
- Dots and Loops
- Emperor Tomato Ketchup
- Mars Audiac Quintet
- Transient Random-Noise Bursts With Announcement
- Peng!
- Aluminum Tunes
- Refried Ectoplasm (Switched On)
- Vol. 1 Switched On
- Serene Velocity - A Stereolab Anthology
- Switched Off
- Transient Random-Noise Bursts With Announcements
- The Studio Album Collection 1992-2004
- 2001-09-18: Muffathalle, Munich, Germany