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Loopomatic Groove Circulator

by Tom Swift

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1.
Music s’got me goin on Past all the things that are goin wrong Music s’got me comin’ up strong 1.Vers: A life of sorrow isn’t meant form me I find some comfort, studying musicology. In times of teenage mass murder Economy can’t grow no further Where there is a great risk, That they put you on their list, And gona hunt you down as a non-conformist. Bridge1: You say I stick my head in the ground That I don’t wanna see what’s going down But hey I see the misery But can’t accept it as our destiny If we all focus on one spot And give it serious thought I believe there will be a solution coming up. Chorus Bridge2: I don’t need nobody to tell me what to do. I don’t need nobody to criticize my do. But I need you people if I wanna advance. I need you people to help me do the dance.
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Loops double up and tumble down, spin your head round, lift your feet of the ground. They say one day it’s all coming back, every thing you do, every little chit-chat. CHORUS: Goes Round and round and round and round Loopomatic Groove Circulator Goes Round and round and round and round Loopomatic Groove Circulator 1. You think you’re heading one way straight, You want nobody to start a debate. Keeping your nose stuck to the track From this point on there’s no turning back. You set yourself a mission to get away from tradition, Your mommies and daddies high expectations Oh sure a degree would be fine, But you don’t wanna kill time, Sitting on your behind. Yeah you wanna live right now. You set your gear, turn the music loud. It’s sex and drugs and rock n’roll. Unforgettable moments, worth more than gold. But then you speed into a roundabout, Get twisted round and hear Karma-shouts Telling you to find some higher truth Stop fussing about, acing like a fool…. Life it circulates…The blood…The air…The earth… The moon…The sun… The groove …and the loops definitely circulate!!! 2. There’s a story that’s never been told about a young fellow, who was afraid to get old. He was always on the run, trying to capture time. He locked it in a book, that started with a rhyme. Like this There’s a story that’s never been told about a young fellow, who was afraid to get old. He was always on the run, trying to capture time. He locked it in a book, that started with a rhyme. Mmmm Never ending worries in never ending stories, bout how we keep on treading the mill, trying hard to move on, but the mill stands still. Wishful thinking a lot, but the wish wont fulfil. So there’s all these bubbles that have to burst, To make us realise, that humanity is cursed, To always end up, where we headed off, We’re caught in the loop, and the groove’s is getting ruff. Like this
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Walk of Love 03:53
Hey babe, wont you love me some more I know I’ll never get to settle the score Much water’s gone down the stream And will always be gone. I try to make it up to you Just tell it to me straight You’re mirroring what I try to be Don’t you loose your faith! When we’re cuddled up No more hustles erupt. Chorus: But baby, you gotta learn the walk. Gotta learn the walk of love. I sensed your mood, when you walked through the door. I’ve seen it several times before. Something is wrong again But only heaven knows what. I try to get it out of you But you don’t wanna talk I tell you to be reasonable, But you just shut the door. Time soothes every pain Dinners ready and you smile at me again. Chorus Our flat is definitely too small We’re sitting here waiting for love’s call Hard work day in day out, Evenings on the couch. Let’s watch an other episode Of how life ought to be. Passion, love and happiness Just came out in volume 3. Let us break down all the walls Before we get used to it all Chorus Finale
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1. Why oh I can’t deny, Your loving, keeps me alive Looking behind every door, Opening every shell on the shore This is what I’m looking for Your hidden signs. Chorus: Give me a signal I’m a castaway Give me a signal Give me a signal I gona run your way Give me a signal 2. Empty handed fool In this loving you found, nothingness rules Her beauty will trick your mind You want to find so you will find A fata morganic blind Her hidden signs. Bridge: Give me a signal, baby. You got to give me signals. Give me a signal baby. You know I want to be with you you want to be with me too. Come a little closer, I show you what we gona do. Chorus 3. Empty handed fool In this loving you found, nothingness rules Fantasy projects your need To hold onto your mystic deed You just wanna spread your seed. Her hidden signs. Chorus
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Uptight 02:38
Baby, everything is alright Uptight, out of sight Baby, everything is alright Uptight, out of sight 1) Well I’m a poor man’s son from across the rail road tracks, The only shirt I own is hanging on my back. But I’m the envy of every single guy, Since I’m the apple of my baby’s eye. When we go out stepping on the town for a while. My money’s low and my suit’s out of style. But it’s alright if my clothes ain’t new. Out of sight, because my heart is true. She says: Refrain: 2) She’s a pearl of a girl, I guess that’s what you might say. I guess her folks brought her up that way. On the right side of tracks, she was born and raised, In a great big house, full of butlers and maids. She says: “No one is better the I!” “But I know! I’m just an average guy.” No football player or Don Juan Got empty pockets, cause I’m a poor man’s son. I can’t give her the things that money can buy, But I never, never, never let my baby cry. And it’s alright, what I can’t do Out of sight because my heart is true. She says: Refrain
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Legokischte 03:41
1 Wüel in minre Legokischte, zytvergesse im Spil S’tönt wie s’Rusche an de Küschte, spüelt Gschichte zu mir. Suech in minre Legokischte, nach em fehlende Teil Bau mi Welt nach mine Glüschte us de Legoschtei. Us re Burg wird e Ruine und us däre wider Sand Drus bau ich e riese Ruhmschiff, das fliegt wäg mit minre Hand 2 Spiel mit minre Legokischte, e klare Plan han i nid. Was chunt unde was isch obe? Sag mr nid wie d’Welt isch! Bau mit minre Legokischte mini Philosophie, d’Baustei sin immer die glyche, doch was drus wird das weis i nie. Us re Burg wird e Ruine und us däre wider Sand Bau mi Weltbild unbeholfe mit em kindliche Verstand Wie ne Göttli lohn ich’s krache, s’Zämeschpiel vo Guet und Bös Wenn ich fertig bi rüefts Mami: „Ruhm di Puff jetzt endlich uff!“ 3 Er spielt mit sinre Legokischte, doch us em Spiel wird ernscht, er baut e Welt us Terrorischte und Überbringer vom Heil, mit sinre Armee vo Extremischte wird d’Welt manipuliert anschtatt Freiheit vo Gedanke, wird e Plan ufdoktriniert Us me Mensch wird e Maschine vo funktioniert ohni Verstand er tötet mit em heile Säge, doch het dr Sinn vom Spiel verkannt. 4 Suche in minre Legokischte, nach dr Richtig wohi Bau Oase uf sinre Wüeschte, sige si au no so chli Wüel in minre Legekischte mach e risige Lärm Versuech d’Bombe z’übertöne wo explodiere in dr Fern. Us re Stadt wird e Ruine und us dere wider Sand Chum rühr in minre Legokischte, es het Platz für jedi Hand.
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Neutral 03:35
Mir sin neutral Was um uns umme passiert isch uns zwar nid egal. Doch mir mischle nid mit. Sin e komplexe Huffe uf em Egotrip. Es tätscht und kracht Sig’s ä Weltkrieg wo entfacht. Mir sitze still in unserne Hüsli Und hamschtere feini Schockimüsli. Ahnigslos! Wie, was isch los? Korrupti Wält. Mir sin neutral Doch dr Waffehandel lauft phänomenal Und mir mischle heimlich mit. Sin e lischtige Huffe uf em Egotrip. In jedem hinterletschte Kaff, wird still und flissig gschafft Patrone töte Unbekannt, druf stoht „Made im Schwitzerland“. Ahnigslos! Wie, was isch los? Korrupti Wält Mir sin neutral Und verwalte Vermöge us unterdruckter qual Und mir wüsse vo nüt Unseri heiligi Chue mir schlachte se nid. Die Image-Schienheiligkeit unseri heuchlerischi Höfflichkeit Schöffliwolke marschiere a Und mir vön wider vo Vorne a Ahnigslos! Wie was isch los? Korrupti Wält Mir sin neutral Was um uns umme passiert isch uns zwar nid egal Jede uf sim Egotrip Öb mir s’wän oder nid mir mischle mit.
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Vers1: Welcome on board of my musical ship, I’m on an exceptional scientifical trip Entering new spaces, where no soul jet has been searching for the traces of where the funk was last seen. So tie your shoelaces and get ready for the dance, cause I need your physical support to advance. You're my human resources, my magical forces, to take me to a world of regarded sorcerers. Above imagination, depression or inflation, lose touch with the common, start a different hummin', a melody so pure at heart, it will be stunning. So take a deep breath as we speed up to Orion, pass the great wagon and say hi Mr. Moon. So take a deep breath as we speed up to Orion, pass the great wagon and say hi Mr. Moon. Mr. Moon. Vers2: So now we've taken of it's getting really cool, we're speeding up intensely breaking every space rule. Around us darkness, even the stars are out, no need to panic, calm down and don't shout. Cause we're entering a sphere misty and unclear, a spiral-like tunnel sucks us closer, my dear, mayday mayday, we're lost in time and space, an omniscient power is controlling our pace, and there's an entrance an electro magnetically field, And as I pass it, I pass out and everything gets weird…………… Funk heaven: Gona make all trouble, trouble go away now! (Talkbox) The screen light goes on and a horn section blows James Brown and George Clinton they give us a funk overdose, We're invited to stay, forever and a day and they gona make all of our troubles go away. Now this the time to act your rhyme, This is the groove to do your funky moves this is the flow everybody seeks for, so funk you people, funk you.
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In junge Joore han ich mir öbis gschwore, Bevor ich abläb gib ich däre Wält no mini Spoore. Trib se aa mit minre Kraft, stüür se won ich das schaff. Dr Spielruum isch zwar chli, aber s’Ziel isch das ich mi ufraff. Brich uf zu de Wolke, ganz unerschrocke. Bocke tuen i nid will die witti Wält tuet me verlocke. Zum ne Sprung setz i a, weiss noni woni land. Aber was ich do erläb schrieb ich in mi Versliband. Chorus Won i lauf bliebe Spuure, still stön alli Uhre. Farbespiel und Wörterpracht und d’Sunne wo lacht. Glaub nid das es falsch oder au richtig isch, lieb was de machsch und mach was dir wichtig isch. Wotsch au nid viel, aber eins sicherlich Du hesch e Ziel was au immer das isch. Glaubsch das du nid wichtig bisch was nid richtig isch egal wohär du chunsch und wo du zur Zyt bisch und chillsch. Egal wo du au stosch, woane du au gosch, hesch d’Wält und d’Lüt berührt. Verstosch? Du muesch jetz losgo Chum dörfsch nid zu lang verwyle immer vorwärts nie stoh bliebe wie ne Greis. Du dörfsch nid loslo Chum dänk nid an Langiwile suechsch e Ziel wod druf chasch ziele wie ne Sniper. Chorus Was isch es denn was d’Wält im Innre zämehebt, wo mi durch dr zerrend graui Alltag schleppt? Läbensenergie? Exischtänzphilosophie? Doch dr Funke wo’s usmacht isch e süessi Melodie. Musik bisch mini Muse, ohni Schue und ohne Bluse. Ha di vo Kopf bis Fuess erobret, Tag und Nach sin mir am Schmuse. Du groovsch mini Wält Du rocksch mini Wält Du funksch mini Wält HipHopsch mini Wält Du skanksch mini Wält Du soulsch mini Wält Du jazzisch mi up und du bringsch mi nie mol down nei, nei, nei! Nei du bringsch mi niemols down. Nei du beläbsch mini Seele. Du sprüesch us minere Kehle. Chorus
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Undercover 03:41
So many things happen undercover. It’s time for you and me we start to discover All these tricks, that we can’t see Is it too much to ask for some transparency? Apparently! Cause you don’t wana show me what you got behind your back. Now do you? What is it you hind behind your smiling face that makes me blind that makes the truth so hard to find. Hand me a cup of knowledge The sort that they don’t sell at college ‘cause they want you walking in the shade. Chorus It’s undercover We gona light it up, spice it up, fill your cup Got to discover We gona light it up, spice it up, fill your cup Show you how to lose control, try my soul food casserole I reveal my secret ingredients. You gotto stop the mind patrol cause you’re the only guardian of your soul Spread tolerance and dance, dance, dance, now. All secret intelligences, keeping up those invisible fences, that make us people fall apart. Why don’t you help us mend this? To stop the hidden violence and spread some human love through art. Chorus There’s all this hidden knowledge everywhere, all these scientific discoveries, that could help humanity move on. But they keep it undercover. Every generation has to rediscover the misuse of political powers, corrupted lobbies keeping it undercover. As the FBI, the CIA, the KGB, your mum and daddy. Your teachers, your preachers, your banks, your politicians talking ‘bout the oil lobby, all industries, what a corrupted system this is. Keeping it undercover… Chorus
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1.Vers Taking walks in the park, After dark Strolling in solitude searching for that mark A hint a sign A little secret shrine, Something in this wilderness has got to be mine. Chorus: Rumours of secrets Of the key to the door Moving to the next floor Being the breeze on the shore 2.Vers Why I wonder why wonder why I try to touch the sky, reach the third eye Existence whispering answers in the distance Does this make sense? Some think philosophy Some believe religion Some know it scientific Some breath revolution Some succeed in success Well I sense it, but cannot name it. Chorus 1.Vers Chorus
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Heyo heyo heyo, die goldni Zyt isch do, ha d'Gitti mitgno, jez frog doch nid wieso, dr Summer isch cho. Es folgt jetzt Picknick uf Picknick, Gras und viel Spirit, mir gön unter d'Lüt lön numme e Lächle zruck. Mir hänge am Rhy, alli sin drby, Gross und Chli, Arm und High Society. Mr luege Sunneuntergäng, soviel wie mir wän liebe s’Wolkespiel am Himmel, dr Horizont nimmt kei änd. Mir sin ufgstellt, wenn s'Wetter ufhellt, s'einzig wo zellt, isch dass uns d'Sunne richtig dure grillt. Es git kei Verlierer, will dä Song isch e Igfrierer, Wo d'Zyt lot lo stoh, ä ändlos Amüsierer. Himmel uf Erde, e saisonale Säge wo all die versteckte wünsch lot vo neuem lo ufläbe. Du seisch ich ha ä zagge ab, zie mini Sandale ab nimm ä grosse Satz und Splash bi ich drby. Refrain: Das isch dr ändlos Summer Schlummer, Summer Schrummer Das isch dr ändlos Summer Schlummer, Summer Schrummer 2.Strophe Du bisch ä Suechende, ä Erschti Welt Verfluechende, wo weiss dass es nid goht, wies hüt um unseri Welt stoht. Du bisch voll Intellekt, hesch dini siebe Geischter gweckt, Versuechsch es mit chli Emotion, d'Welt z'erfasse wie ne Ton. Schwingendi Monänt mache us das mir, dr wäg finde us em Gwirr Possitivi Luftsprüng, verzelle us vom Ursprung. Schlussendlich bliebt uns d'Sinnlichkeit, jetzt läbe wie in Ewigkeit, D'Tafele isch vorbereit, picked was euch gluschte tuet. Losed lüt s'goht öbis ab, ziend doch euri Flipflop ab, nämmed ä grosse Satz und "spläsh" sin dir drby. Refrain
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I'm gonna make a change, for once in my life It's gonna feel real good, gonna make a difference Gonna make it right... As I turn up the collar on my favorite winter coat This wind is blowin' my mind I see the kids in the street, with not enough to eat Who am I, to be blind pretending not to see their needs A summers disregard a broken bottle top And a one man's soul They follow each other on the wind ya know 'Cause they got nowhere to go Chorus That's why I want you to know I'm starting with the man in the mirror I'm asking him to change his way And no message could have been any clearer if you wanna make the world a better place take a look at yourself, take a look at yourself. I've been a victim of a selfish kind of love It's time that I realize That there are some with no home, not a nickel to loan Could it be really me, pretending that they're not alone? A willow deeply scarred, somebody's broken heart And a washed out dream They follow the pattern of the wind ya' seed 'Cause they got no place to be Chorus If you wanna make the world a better place, better look at yourself and then make that change, Gotta get it right while you got the time, cause when you close your heart, then you close your mind.
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Lovebites 03:21
Chorus Your lovebite are all that I’m longing for Your sweet kisses are my cure I want to embrace the wholo univers This love is for real that’s for sure. I need your lovebite, sweetness each night and day. Giving, Giving, Giving, that’s the only way. I know we, we can be, be on top endlessly. Your marks on my body are worth more than jewellery Think of my body as a beach Your footprints in my sand are more persuasive than speech. Ain’t no wave big enough to wash them away. Our love is so strong no chance for decay. Chorus Love is just a moment, but we leave our traces behind. I express it in this love song trying to reach your mind. I’m stuck to your skin as you are stuck to mine. In this warm embrace, we gona transcend time. Our bodies are playgrounds, touched by gentle thoughts I recall each night, better than forget-me-nots. I’ll wear your lovebites, proud to be your only star. No matter what, no matter who, no matter where we are.

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Motown on a Carribean summer break
Unbelievably upbeat grooves, tap-your-foot-along tunes, and all this from just a one-man-orchestra?!
On his solo debut, apt Tom Swift manages to avail himself of an impressively rich palette of sound colours and pull off very well-crafted arrangements for his sunny song creations. Although sometimes backed by Basel's riddim veterans The Scrucialists, this timbral width is remarkable for a solo project. Also remarkable is the energy he manages to exude and the self-reliant originality with which he tackles established 'Golden Greats' such as Uptight or Man in the Mirror. On the other hand, some of his own songs still need to outgrow being a little overshadowed by the admiration he holds for artists such as Bobby McFerrin, or endangered by slightly imitating the grand old lords of 70's Funk and Soul.
To sum up, Tom Swift & his loopomatic groove circulator makes for a very refreshing debut by an artist with great potential, stage presence and musical and entertainment capabilities.

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released February 4, 2010

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TOM SWIFT Basel, Switzerland

Tom Swift is a singer, songwriter and performer from Basel Switzerland, best known for his love for Retro Funk, Soul and Reggae Music.

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