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Exeter Jammy is an experimental group with influences from jazz, blues, rock&roll and heavymetal. The lyrics and the songs ambiance is some times sarcastic and hilarious but other times sentimental and melancholic. Quite often there is an odor in the atmosphere. [hr] [i]Music: Jorge Leandro Lyrics: Vangelis Rozos Guitar: Jorge Percussion: Dan Vocals: Vangelis[/i] [b] Exeter Replacement Hip [/b] My woman left me alone, I am inside a cyclone. She left open the door, I cannot stand it no more. She didn't close the tap, my home now is a crap. At night I'm hard to sleep I'm gonna buy an Exeter replacement hip Now I am drinking a beer, goodbye my dear. X2 The nights are very very hot, I just won the jackpot. X2 No more grumblings at home God so awesome. No need for companionship thank you magic Exeter replacement hip ) X3 [hr] [b] Banan Phone[/b] [i]Music: Raffi Cavoukian Lyrics: Raffi Cavoukian Guitar: Jorge Percussion: Dan Vocals: Vangelis Whistlephone: Vangelis[/i] Ding-a-ling-ling-ling-ling-ling-ling-ling! Boo-ba-doo-ba-doop! Boo-ba-doo-ba-doop! Ring ring ring ring ring ring ring banana phone Ring ring ring ring ring ring ring banana phone I've got this feeling, so appealing, for us to Get together and sing. Sing! Ring ring ring ring ring ring ring banana phone Ding dong ding dong ding dong ding donana phone It grows in bunches, I've got my hunches, It's the best! Beats the rest! Cellular, Modular, Interactivodular! Ring ring ring ring ring ring ring banana phone Boop-boo-ba-doo-ba-doop! Ping pong ping pong ping pong ping panana phone It's no bolagna, it aint a phony! My cellular bananular phone! Don't need quarters, don't need dimes, to call a friend of mine! Don't need coomputer or TV, to have a real good time! I'll call for pizza. I'll call my cat. I'll call the white house, have a chat! I'll place a call around the world, operater get me bejing-jing-jing-jing! Ring ring ring ring ring ring ring banana phone Ding dong ding dong ding dong ding donana phone It grows in bunches, I've got my hunches, It's the best! Beats the rest! Cellular, Modular, Interactivodular! [hr] [b]Elvis with pegs[/b] [i]Music: Jorge (adapted from Elvis song "I Cant Help Falling In Love With You") Orchestration: Jorge Lyrics: Vangelis (adapted from Elvis song "I Cant Help Falling In Love With You") Production: Vangelis Guitar: Jorge Percussion: Dan Ukulele: Francois Vocals: Vangelis[/i] Wise men say, only fools rush in. But I can't help falling in love with you Shall I stay? Would it be a sin? I can't help falling in love with you Love feelings make the hart to pleas but I can't stand her feet to smell like chees Shall I say she has extra pounds on Or my head will sense a brute action [hr] [b] Epilogue [/b] [i]Music: Jorge Lyrics: Vangelis Guitar: Jorge Percussion: Dan Vocals: Vangelis[/i] We travel inside this boat, this boat is called time. In the sea of life we float, searching for our prime. We are meeting lovers and friends, sailing under a blue sky. Whenever we are facing dead-ends, we reverse and retry. We cross the sea along with our mates, quite often we split obeying our fates. And when we split we are feelings the loss, sometimes we cry but these are the laws. [hr] [b] Hostile Land [/b] [i]Music: Jorge Lyrics: Vangelis Guitar: Jorge Percussion: Dan Vocals: Vangelis[/i] The hostile land is left way I remember it as a full ashtray. Noisy and gray are the streets the people live in ugly suites. The others' mistakes (they) don't tolerate (the) others must be polite and straight. Their unique shelf is above all they are awesome, smart, sexy and tall. Their authenticity they advertise they always come with an advise. They are doing their best to hold you back full of bad-faith, they are empty and dark. To grumble around I have to stop after all there is always a hope. Bright exceptions do exist resisting the decay they insist. The clowns' plans will fail the pure people will prevail. The clowns' plans will fail The clowns' plans will fail the pure people will prevail. [hr] [b]Melancholia[/b] [i]Music: Manu Chao (me llaman calle) Orchestration: Jorge Leandro Lyrics: Vangelis Rozos Production: Francois Guitar: Jorge Percussion: Dan Ukulele: Francois Vocals: Vangelis[/i] Melancholia the city center is full of people all around. Melancholia the streets are empty the humans are in the background. Melancholia on city walls walk warriors, feel so proud. Cathedral stands in grey beauty sings songs that only the doves can hear. The city gardens are spooky fields feels like a ghost is to appear. Old ships are resting in the quayside forever tide. [ Chorus ] [ Chorus ] Small fluffy doggies run up and down the banks of flood relief canal a train honks it crosses the river will reach the end of Cornwall the trees are waving the water carries past memories. [ Chorus ] [hr] [b]MY LIFE IN CIRCLES (FANTASTICOLO)[/b] [i]Music: Jorge Leandro Lyrics: Vangelis Rozos Guitar: Jorge Percussion: Dan Vocals: Vangelis[/i] The Seine flows under the Pont Mirabeau, I see on this no flaw, because my life does not follow a line my life is like a cosine. The trial of Kafka is my daily torment no escape, you know, just eternal postponement. I am trying to improve, trying to break free but the Professors refuse and the bad referee. The Sisyphean task is my endless practice they say it's for good they say it's for justice. They draw circular paths and force people to follow It's their method to hide that they are so hollow. I will not surrender, they will not kneel me down I will sustain the ordeal and I ll reach the crown. I will break the circle and make it widely known I am not afraid of any overblown. [hr] [b]My lovely car[/b] [i]Music: Jorge Leandro Lyrics: Vangelis Rozos Guitar: Jorge Percussion: Dan Ukulele: Francois Vocals: Vangelis[/i] We are planing to upload a video with life performance of this song! It was such a shining morning I was walking down the street. The earth was so lovely fruiting then I noticed it. Oh my lovely car (4) I just stepped in asked for the boss he tried to glorify its pros. It didn't take long to conform I took it driving back home. The morning after I flew out the door I was anxious to touch the wheel. I got in my car that I adore to behold the sea was my will. I was leaving land behind there was nothing for me to bind. I was feeling so supreme this sound hurt my esteem. Oh my lovely car (4) I called assistance my car was ill they said they'll send someone with the skill. The guy came, put his gloves on and then he suggested the car to go on. I drove somewhere close to repair the engine blow did prepare. My car ran to garage with labour it was so kind to do this favour. The doctors came out to do their trick open car's mouth and put a stick. They said they will fix I was not to worry they wanted to charge me for a lorry. I returned to home with a train what else to do, to whom to complain? Alas, the morning the sky was so dark the flood passed from where the cars used to park. Oh the flood, take my car, conduct it to canal that flows endlessly. Oh farewell, farewell from me, sail down river to see (meet) the sea. [hr] [b] Signor Capitano[/b] [i]Music: Adaptation from Mimis Plessas Soundtrack for the movie "Treis Koukles k' Egw" Orchestration: Jorge Leandro Lyrics: Vangelis Rozos Guitar: Jorge Percussion: Dan Vocals: Vangelis[/i] Signor capitano, signor capitano grammi ta pedalia na pame Italia na pame Venecia, Angona, Milano Signor capitano, signor capitano Ehh, bongiorno Giovani que bello limani Thn agkyra rikse signor capitano Ti thavma spaghetti me to parmigiano Piccolo mantolino kai pinw kai pinw kai pinw theotreli tarantella davero bella bella bella Kithara se Fa maggiore kai amore amore amore kai alla akoma polla kai firouli rouli roula kai firouli kai firoula kai firouli rouli roula kai firouli kai firoula kai firouli kai firoula Signor capitano, signor capitano grammi ta pedalia volare Bretania Na pame Skotia Agglia Oualia Signor capitano, signor capitano Ehh, goodmorning Steve you wont believe The plane gate open signor capitano The sunset on Thames from a bar with piano [hr] [b]Smelly Rooms[/b] [i]Music: Jorge Leandro (adaptation from Gary Moore's Empty Rooms) Lyrics: Vangelis Rozos (adaptation from Gary Moore's Empty Rooms) Production: Francois Guitar: Jorge Percussion: Dan Ukulele: Francois Vocals: Vangelis[/i] Smelliness is your only friend. A broken nose that won't mend, despite the price you pay. It's hard to take, mold spreads niff. Days of pong, nights of no relief, never fades away. You hope that it will loose the smell, but the days drift on and on. You've never find a way to make it gone. Smelly rooms, where the windows never are close. Smelly rooms, where the windows never are close. You see mold face in every brick. You know the stink, it makes you sick, so you turn away. Tell yourself that you'll be strong. But your nose tells you, this time you're wrong. You hope that it will loose the smell, but the days drift on and on. You've never find a way to make it gone. Smelly rooms, where the windows never are close. Smelly rooms, where the windows never are close. [hr] [b]Sticky and Stinky[/b] [i]Music: Jorge Leandro Lyrics: Vangelis Rozos Production: Francois Guitar: Jorge Percussion: Dan Trumpet solo: Maike Ukulele: Francois Vocals: Vangelis[/i] The disgusting dessert must be eaten that terrible taste has my will beaten. The milky sauce pretends to be good but in your mouth will open a wound. Capsize the plate, the sauce will fall look!, it has not moved at all I try the cake maybe is dissent now the nausea reaches a crescent. The stinky bastard enters the room, his smell hits my noise with a boom. No need to check if he is around, I know from smell in the background. It's not from the carpet that smell, it's that bastard stinking like hell. I can't stand his dirty armpits, I will pour on him a bottle of bleach. [hr] [b]The Weather and the Mood[/b] [i]Music: Jorge Leandro Lyrics: Vangelis Rozos Production: Francois Guitar: Jorge Percussion: Dan Ukulele: Francois Vocals: Vangelis[/i] I like to walk down the street when the weather doesn't spit I like to go see the flowers when it does have no showers I like to eat out hot dogs when it's not covered by fogs Oh the weather spoils my mood is that understood The sun takes days to appear the cold is causing fear Oh the weather ruins my humor I have no more vigor