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Elyas Khan’s Lowest of The Low, featuring Nick Stubbs on drums. Recorded for Dijon Campus Radio 92.2, October 2009.

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Les Enfants du Papillon, recorded for Le Cargo acoustic sessions.

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Cat Head, recorded for Le Cargo acoustic sessions.

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Dead Naked, recorded for Le Cargo acoustic sessions.

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Lowest of The Low (Lyrics)

Lowest of The Low (Lyrics)
Written by Elyas Khan


I was happy x4
I was the lowest of the low
They had my future x4
They had my ready made soul
Don’t Let this happen x4
When you kiss them let them go
Don’t let this happen x4
Use your body and run
They got your future x4
They got your ready made soul
Oooh yeah I was happy, was the lowest of the low x2

THE ISOLATION OF TOTAL FREEDOMTHE MUCK, THE GOLD
I HAVE NO-ONE
POWER IS GOOD, BAD IS WEAKNESS
THE FIRST DECENT HUMAN BEING
HE CAME HE SAW HE WENT MAD

I was happy x4
Too bored by fantasy
Too smart for TV
Tear up your CV
No God Not you Not me
I was happy x4
I was happy was the lowest of the low
They had my future x4
They had my ready made soul
Oh yeah I was happy was the lowest of the low x2
Of the low x16

I AM THE OPTIMIST ABOUT NOTHING AT ALL
I AM THE SENSATIONALIST ABOUT NOTHING AT ALL
I AM THE HEDONIST WITHOUT NOTHING AT ALL
I AM PREPARATIONALIST FOR NOTHING AS ALL
I AM THE REPARATIONALIST FOR NOTHING AT ALL

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Three Merry Boys (Lyrics)

Three Merry Boys (Lyrics)
Written by Elyas Khan


Three merry boys
Make their own toys
Your mamas gone with Hep C
Girls sing in Church with HIV

They Smile at you
They’re lonely, they’re lonely

Slums and Poets
They sleep deeper
Nobodies child no-one to keep you

Nothing simple about the simple life
Took our final first steps
The day your mama died

Are you lonely?
Three Merry Boys x3

Three merry boysMake their own toys
Your mamas gone with Hep C
Girls sing in Church with HIV
They Smile at you
They’re lonely, they’re lonely

Slums and Poets
They sleep deeper
Nobodies childno-one to keep you
Nothing simple about the simple life

Took our final first steps
The day your mama died
Are you lonely?

“Death take me easy, the living was hard”

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The River (Lyrics)

The River (Lyrics)
Written by Elyas Khan


Saw a new heaven
Lived a new earth

Possessed by the Gods
We dig through the dirt

To the river

Swinging from the bells
Nothing can save you now

Friends turn in to foes
Like arrows through the clouds

To the river x2 

Hoping that we’ll walk someday
In I go and in I go

Searching for the everglades
In we go and in we go and x4

The River

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Everything Matters (Lyrics)

Everything Matters (Lyrics)
Written by Elyas Khan


It’s us again
Losing a friend

It’s us again
There is no end
Everything matters
Everything matters
Everything

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Pocket Full of Gold (Lyrics)

Pocket Full of Gold (Lyrics)
Written by Elyas Khan


Dedicated to the Lost Boys of the Sudan.

We were born with a pocket full of gold
We were told would never going to grow
Though when you did, I saw you
I saw you
No no one else will

I know you, you
You don’t want to hear this
But I seen you
I decree you
To leave here
Cause no one else will
No, none won, no none, no no-one
Nobody else will

So when you come back to visit
Show me what you got
With that pocket full of gold
Will it be pretty?
Will it be tasty?
Will it keep us warm?
Make me look good
Make me feel so tall
We’ll all be waiting for you

Just don’t ask us who won
No none won
No none
Not One

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Flame Girl (Lyrics)

Flame Girl (Lyrics)
Lyrics Written by Sarah Provost

She’ll paint your hot
She’ll read your dreams
I’m not sure how she does this
But I know that she knows things

She’ll lift your spirits high
She’s an angel with flaming wings
She’ll get you topsy-turvy boy
She’ll make your innards sing

She’s no angel
She’s got, she’s got, she’s got
Flames for wings

So don’t be a bore
Come and get your thrill to the core
She’ll singe your heart
She’ll throw her flamed like they’re darts

She’ll paint your hot
She’ll read your dreams
I’m not sure how she does this
But I know that she knows things

She’s no angel
She’s got, she’s got, she’s got
Flames for wings (x4)

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