MP3: CARABAO (MADE IN THAILAND)

 

MADE IN THAILAND

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carabao

met in tai-laen daen-din tai rao
gep gan jon gao rao mee dtae kong-dee dee
maa dtang-dtae gon soo-koh-tai maa lop-boo-ree a-yoo-ta-yaa ton-boo-ree
yook-sa-mai nee bpen gor-tor-mor
meuang tee kon dtok tor (mai-ao yaa bpai waa kao naa)
met in tai-laen daen tai tam eng
ja rong ram tam pleng gor laa leuk lee-laa
fa-rang aep chop-jai dtae kon-tai mai-hen-kaa
glua noy-naa waa koon kaa-ni-yom mai tan-sa-mai
met in meuang-tai laew krai ja rap-bpra-gan ha
(chan waa man naa-ja mee kon rap-pit-chop baang)

met in tai-laen faen faen kao-jai.
plit-pon kon-tai chai eng tam eng
dtat yep seua paa gaang gohng gaang-geng gaang-geng-yeen (cha noy nae)
laew keun kreuang-bin bpai song kao-maa
kon-tai dai-naa (fa-rang mang kaa dai ngern)

(Interlude)

met in tai-laen por kwaen dtaam raan-kaa
maa dtit-bpai dtit dtraa waa met in jay bpaen
gor kai-dip-kai-dee mee-raa-kaa
kui gan dai waa man maa dtaang-daen
tang tan-sa-mai maa-jaak maek-gaa-seen
kao mai-dai lok rao gin
lok rao nan lok-dtua-eng ... oie

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MP3 : FOSTER THE PEOPLE (PUMPED UP KICKS)

Pumped Up Kicks

 

Foster The People

 

 

Robert's got a quick hand.
He'll look around the room, he won't tell you his plan.
He's got a rolled cigarette, hanging out his mouth he's a cowboy kid.
Yeah he found a six shooter gun.
In his dads closet hidden in a box of fun things, and I don't even know what.
But he's coming for you, yeah he's coming for you.

[Chorus x2:]
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks you'd better run, better run, outrun my gun.
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks you'd better run, better run, faster than my bullet.

Daddy works a long day.
He be coming home late, yeah he's coming home late.
And he's bringing me a surprise.
'Cause dinner's in the kitchen and it's packed in ice.
I've waited for a long time.
Yeah the slight of my hand is now a quick pull trigger,
I reason with my cigarette,
And say your hair's on fire, you must have lost your wits, yeah.

[Chorus x2:]
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks you'd better run, better run, outrun my gun.
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks you'd better run, better run, faster than my bullet.

[Whistling]

[Chorus x3:]
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks you'd better run, better run, outrun my gun.
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks you'd better run, better run, faster than my bullet.

 

 

 

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