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GIPSY PRIDE

by MAX GOOR

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    Max Goor album "Gipsy Pride" comes as a digipak fully printed, with artwork by the artist himself and a lyrics folder included.

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    fully printed with lyrics folder inside, cover design by Vizion Communication, photo credits cover Sergil Figurnil, Quietbits and Cspenler, photo artist by Remi Angeli and illustrations booklet by Max Goor and Vizion Communication

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1.
Max Goor - 01-HOW I BECAME A FOOL 03:34
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HOW I BECAME A FOOL (Max Goor) Life, life’s a bitch sometimes. No matter how hard I try, I get lost like a ghost... And everyday them booze Turns me mad and down. Oh Life, life’s a ditch sometimes. Lord I long for sooth, Make me see the light, For everyday them booze Turns me mad and down. No matter how hard I try, I must tell you why, No matter what you choose, We all choose the blues. So sweet and sour... When the booze comes around, Down town, All cats moan. So sweet and sour, And we all get on down like clowns… So welcome brother, Down the gutter, We’re all fools born to loose, Bound for a return to sender. Oh life ! Life’s such a mess sometimes ! No matter how hard I try ! I get lost like a ghost ! Oh mother ! Oh mother see ! See how I became a fool ! Dazed and cruched and confused by their rules ! I’m a fool mother ! I’m nothing but a fool, I’m nothing but a fool, oh mother ! Oh mother see me tumbeling, tumbeling, tumbeling down ! I’m nothing but a fool, oh mother ! Oh mother ! I’m a fool mother !
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Max Goor - A LITTLE RUNT 03:41
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A LITTLE RUNT (Max Goor) Throught the steel slit-throat city, A little runt, ragged and creepy, Walks among the dead-end zombies, Givin’ you the heebie-jeebies… At the corner of your mansion street, He’s the one you fear to meet, Like the mirror down your pit Looking for a flash exit… It’s a wasted land, Built on moving sands. It’s a wasted land, Built on wasted men… He’s the ghost haunting your cigar, He’s the rat in your fine wine cellar, He’s the black widow in your attic, Your apocalipse, your panic… And at the corner of every streets, They are legions hungry for meat, Ready to tear your flesh to bits Like the mirror down your pit… It’s a wasted land, Built on moving sands. It’s a wasted land, Built on wasted men… It’s a wasted land, Built on moving sands. It’s a wasted land, Built on wasted men… On wasted men… On wasted men… Wasted men… Wasted men…
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Max Goor - THE AMERICAN DREAM 04:03
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THE AMERICAN DREAM (Max Goor) All I did, all I wanna do and all I am I’m a frontier man, conquering the land. All I conceived, all I created with my hands Bears my brand, I’m a self-made man. You can’t stop a man heading for the American dream. Hear the freedom claim of the frontier man. You can’t stop a man heading for the American dream. See the self-made man is a super man. I’d better be tough, I’d better be strong to enter the game, ‘till the greedy men all worship my name. And I wanna be, I wanna be free and do all I can To get to my aim : The V.I.P clan. You can’t stop a man heading for the American dream. Hear the freedom claim of the frontier man. You can’t stop a man heading for the American dream. See the self-made man is a super man. No ! No one can stop me to get my American dream ! My place in the sun in the western run ! No One can stop me to get my American dream ! Be the number one, son of a gun ! You can’t stop a man heading for his American dream. Hear the freedom claim of a frontier man ! Thank God, I’m blessed, see all I posess, see who I’m See who I became, see my glory and fame. And I wanna be, I wanna be free and do all I can To keep my promised land under command. You can’t stop a man heading for his American dream. See the self-made man is a super man. You can’t stop a man heading for his American dream. Hear the freedom claim of a frontier man ! You can’t stop a man heading for his American dream. See the self-made man is a super man.
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Max Goor - GIPSY PRIDE 04:56
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GIPSY PRIDE (Max Goor) Ô pride, oh pride! Run, sing along For every distant land mourns a bohemian song Now please, show me your hands Your past may be gone But the scars you bear Will tell me where you come from... Darkness and rejection... Boldness and frustration... Too proud to cry, my gipsy eyes won’t let the rain cover my sight Too young to die, my bleeding heart won’t let the pain weaken my pride Nowhere to hide, shelter or quiet For the devil is always Into the foreigner’s eyes Oh lies and prejudices ! Wanderers wondering why  Fate remains a sneaking shadow Always crushing our cristal lives... We’re to born to be survivors And this burden makes us stronger Too proud to cry, my gipsy eyes won’t let the rain cover my sight Too young to die, my bleeding heart won’t let the pain weaken my pride Ô pride, oh pride Run, sing along For every distant land mourns a bohemian song See the fire, hear the ring-around singers Fell the fever,the fever of our temper Cos we’re the last freedom seekers Yes we’re the last mother nature lovers Too proud to cry, my gipsy eyes won’t let the rain cover my sight Too young to die, my bleeding heart won’t let the pain threaten my pride Oh love…Won’t you give me a smile… Oh love… Won’t you give me a smile… Oh love please enligthen me with a smile Oh love sheer up my gipsy pride, oh my gipsy pride! Born to be survivors! Too proud to cry, my gipsy eyes won’t let the rain cover my sight Too young to die, my bleeding heart won’t let the pain threaten my pride No! No! My gipsy pride…
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Max Goor - LOST IN THE MAZE 04:19
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LOST IN THE MAZE (Max Goor) Trapped in a one way direction Tangled in lies and insanity Between the walls of oppression The sky-scrappers of tyranny… Wrapped in a web of illusions Where everything doesn’t seem to be The packman in loco-motion Hunting the ghosts of reality… No liberation for you and me in toxic-auction world company No destination « land of the free » thru the meanders of history Concrete jungle, no way out, I’m still running! Day in, day out on a round about, no escaping! Lost in the maze… Lost in the maze of… Lost in the maze… Lost in the maze of… The Minotaur! United Alien Nation The slavery Ideology New world order invasion Knitting the plots of lobotomy Disinformation con-men machines, Scamming your freedom to a dead end street. No golden thread, no hero’s glory, The slauther house is where all ends meet. From subway creeps to highway tracks, I’m still running! Traffic spied by sattelites, no escaping! Lost in the maze… Lost in the maze of… Lost in the maze… Lost in the maze of… The Minotaur! This is a world of confusion At every cross-roads of destiny There’s a king of division To blinker-blind your liberty Lost in the maze… Lost in the maze of… Lost in the maze… Lost in the maze of… The Minotaur! … Lost in the fucking maze of the Minotaur!
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Max Goor - ALL HOPES RENEWED 03:49
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ALL HOPES RENEW (Max Goor) Everything is still Everything is quiet Whispers of a chill In the dead of night Everything is still In the silver light Dreams becoming real With the morning plight Let it come, let it grow Let it blossom, let it show Let it shine, let it grow Let it come... Let all hopes renew in the new born day Oh my little bird Soothing in your nest Wake up to the world Wake up from your rest Oh my little pearl I wish you the best I’m your biggest fan Watching on your steps Let it come, let it grow Let it blossom, let it show Let it shine, let it grow Let it come... Let all hopes renew in the new born soul Let the morning star Rise up from afar Let the winter fall Let the springtime stroll Let the seasons pass Till the Xmas match Let the seasons roll Till you stand tall Let it come, let it grow Let it blossom, let it show Let it shine, let it grow Let it come... Let all hopes renew in the new born year
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Max Goor - OPTIMISTIC DESPERADO 04:16
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OPTIMISTIC DESPERADO (Max Goor) Well I ain’t no pessimistic, hopeless apocalypse freak I am not a sadistic, cynical and satanist I ain’t no charis-magnetic, lonesome hero, philanthropic I ain’t no egocentric, greedy devil, narcissist I am just an optimistic desperado! And I'm on the run riding through the strom Survival is my norm! I’m on the run and on the freedom call of my stolen solid gold... Optimistic desperado! I’m not in politics, double talking enigmatic I’m not a fanatic, neither mystic nor dogmatic No hypocrit, no romantic, I ain’t no beatnic neurasthenic! No hysteric misantropic, I ain’t no junky alcooholic I’m just an optimistic desperado! And I'm on the run riding through the strom Survival is my norm! I’m on the run and on the freedom call of my stolen solid gold... Optimistic desperado! Well I may be an anarchist, I ain’t no bloody terrorist I may be an atheist but no petty nihilist I am not a communist and no selfish capitalist I’m not a pacifist, beware my bloody heavy fist! I’m just an optimistic desperado! And I'm on the run riding through the strom Survival is my norm! I’m on the run and on the freedom call of my stolen solid gold... Optimistic … Optimistic… Optimistic desperado!
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Max Goor - YOUR SLAVE 04:00
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YOUR SLAVE (Max Goor) I’m a fool to be your slave I’m a fool to be your dog I’m a fool to be that brave peaceful pet Praising you like a god… I’m a fool to be your slave And I’m the only one to blame I’m a dumb ass that can’t be saved From my self disgust and shame… Oh I’m a soldier of loneliness Submitted to your game of chess I may deserve that puppet fate Dumb, deaf and blind, freedom can wait. Yes I’m a prisonner of emptiness Submitted to my fearfulness I may deserve these ball and chains And dully serve your bloody reign. Oh I’m so stupid to be your slave I’m dreaming of a fair revenge I’m a fool that may rebel And die for nothing, for nothing will ever change… I’m a fool to be your slave I’m a fool to be your dog I’m a fool to be that brave peaceful pet, Praising you like a god… Oh I’m a soldier of loneliness Submitted to your game of chess I may deserve that puppet fate Dumb, deaf and blind, freedom can wait. Yes I’m a prisonner of emptiness Submitted to my fearfulness I may deserve these ball and chains And dully serve your bloody reign. I’m a fool to be your slave... Yes I'm a fool to be your slave, I’m a fool to be your slave, I’m a such fool to be your slave...
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Max Goor - SO WHAT SO WHAT 04:03
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SO WHAT, SO WHAT (Max Goor) So what the fuck you try to say? So what the fuck you try to say, what? So what the fuck you try to say-say? You’re talking loud but sayin’nothin’ ! I’m so fed up to hear your lies So fuckin’ fed up to hear your lullabies I’m so fed up, shut the fuck up Your double talks and false promises. Don’t wanna hear you say nothing Just wanna see you do it Don’t wanna hear speak fo nothing Just wanna see you do it right Do it good, do the good thing! Do it up right! Do it good, do it right! Do the good thing, do the up-right And not the wrong upside-down! Before you talk, before you speak You’d better check your wicked leak Before you talk, before you speak You’d better act to proove what you think Cos it’s all written in your eyes Cos it’s all written in your cheatin’ eyes Cos it’s all written in your eyes And your greedy smiles all dressed up to the nine’s! Don’t wanna hear you say nothing Just wanna see you do it Don’t wanna hear speak fo nothing Just wanna see you do it right Do it good, do the good thing! Do it up right! Do it good, do it right! Do the good thing, do the up-right And not the wrong upside-down! So what the fuck you try to say? So what the fuck you try to say what? So what the fuck you try to say-say? You’re talking loud but sayin’nothin’! Aahhh Talking Loud... But saying nothin' Don’t wanna hear you speak! Act right! (repeat 6 times) Don’t wanna hear you say nothing Just wanna see you do it Don’t wanna hear speak fo nothing Just wanna see you do it right Do it good, do the good thing! Do it up right! Do it good, do it right! Do the good thing, do the up-right And not the wrong upside-down!
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Max Goor - THE MAN IS MAD 04:49
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THE MAN IS MAD (Max Goor) If you really want to be my friend Well first you’ll have to understand That after all I’m just a man And my desires I can’t command If you really want to be my friend You’ll surely don’t want me to pretend My love is within a striking hand Undercover of what you blind refuse to comprehend… If you really want to stay that close to me And tease me like I’m a no-body If you really want to see what’s deep inside of me With faked futility If you really want to stay that close to me Sippin’ down all my whisky If you really want to play that closed envy – ah! You’ll bring my devils free! Perhaps that’s what you long to see!? And even if the man is mad You’d better take me as I am If the man is mad You’d better take me as I am If the man is mad You’d better take me as I am If the man is mad You’d better take me as I am Baby take him as he stands If you really want to be my friend You’ll surely don’t want me to pretend My love is within a sticking hand Undercover of what you blind refuse to understand And even if the man is mad You’d better take me as I am If the man is mad You’d better take me as I am If the man is mad You’d better take me as I am If the man is mad You’d better take me as I am Oh baby! Take him! Take him! Take him as he stands! Oh Baby take me as I am! If you really want to be my friend…
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Max Goor - THE BLUE PLUMED SERPENT 06:21
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THE BLUE PLUMED SERPENT (Max Goor) I’m ready to offer you my chest To your pagan revolving quest I’m ready to bleed all my best I’m ready to offer my heart To your knife’s celestial chart I’m ready to die as for a start If there was just a little chance I’d throw the dices on myself I’m so stuck in this maccabre dance I’d sacrifice myself, I’d sacrifice myself… I’m longing for a little sunshine You’re longing some ancient time I’m longing for a brand new springtime You’re claiming a scapegoat grind Now I see the blue plumed serpent Claiming for my bleeding heart See the blue plumed serpent Taking-off in a blood red sky El condor has passed here once again Leaving us in the pourring rain Switching our pride to guilt and shame Must have been some old christian shimes Mistaken faith and mislead vows Odd fairy tales and twisted lies I fear there’ll be no other chance To make you come back again One has to die in this maccabre dance Then I’ll sacrifice myself, I’ll sacrifice myself I was longing for a little sunshine You were longing some ancient time I was longing for a brand new springtime You where claiming a scapegoat grind Now I see the blue plumed serpent Claiming for my bleeding heart See the blue plumed serpent Taking of in a blood red sky, Taking of in a blood red sky... Claiming for my bleeding heart, Claiming for my bleeding heart…

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11 original songs ranging from west coast californian rocks to flamenco and central american, atmospheric, ballads.

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released October 1, 2021

Written, composed, arranged, mixed and produced by Max Goor
Mastering by Mathieu Parcheminal
Cover design by Vizion Communication
All instruments and voices by Max Goor except drums by Mauro Tahin on "How I Became A Fool"; Strings arrangements by Philippe Collas and additional voices by Elise Fillette on "Gipsy Pride"

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Max Goor was born in the seventies in the north of France. Although french by birth, he has belgium origins from his father and spanich ones from his mother.
His carreer as a musician started in the nineties. He has already published several albums with different bands such as Mess Distraction and Imarvic. More details on maxgoor.com ... more

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