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Eiffel 65 - Deejay Parade estate 2000 - Too Much of Heaven
Deejay Parade estate 2000
Disc 1
01. Up & Down (Don’t Fall in Love with Me)
02. Sex Machine (Get Up I Feel Like Being Like a Sex Machine)
03. Azzurro
04. In These Shoes (remix)
05. Disco Down (The Boogie)
06. Soul Heaven
07. My Heart Goes Boom (La Di Da Da)
08. Never Meet
09. Too Much of Heaven
10. Ararara (remix)
11. Ti amo ti amo (remix)
12. Don’t Bring Me Down
13. Take Your Time
14. Bang
15. Toca’s Miracle
16. U Gotta Be
17. Heaven
18. Singin’ Nanana
Disc 2
01. Crime of Passion
02. Like an Angel
03. Anthem #3
04. Super DJ
05. Pussy Lovers
06. Beautiful World
07. Bum Bum
08. Wonderful Life
09. Techno Harmony / My Love
10. Computer Love
11. The Bomb
12. Need You Tonite (La La La)
13. Turn Around
14. Eldorado
15. Komodo
16. Technodisco
17. L’amour toujours (remix)
18. It’s My Turn
Too much of heaven
Can bring you underground
Heaven can always turn around
Too much of heaven
A life and soul hellbound
Heaven, the killer makes no sound

Too much of heaven
Can bring you underground
Heaven (yeah) can always turn around
Too much of heaven (heaven)
A life and soul hellbound
Heaven (yeah), the killer makes no sound

They're still talking about money
That's right and too much of heaven
Come on, my friend

Let me tell you what it's all about
It's called money dependence today
And people just keep on going on
Looking at the dollar bill
And nothing else around them
No love and no friendship, nothing else
Just the dollar bill coming on into their pocket
Into their bank account
And that's too much of heaven
Bringing them underground

Let me tell you what it's all about
It's called money dependence today
And people just keep on going on
Looking at the dollar bill
And nothing else around them
No love and no friendship, nothing else
Just the dollar bill coming on into their pocket
Into their bank account

Too much of heaven
Can bring you underground
Heaven (yeah) can always turn around
Too much of heaven (heaven)
A life and soul hellbound
Heaven (yeah), the killer makes no sound

Too much of heaven
Can bring you underground
Heaven (yeah) can always turn around
Too much of heaven
A life and soul hellbound
Heaven, the killer makes no sound

They're still talking about money
That's right and too much of heaven
Come on, my friend

Let me tell you what it's all about
It's called money dependence today
And people just keep on going on
Looking at the dollar bill
And nothing else around them
No love and no friendship, nothing else
Just the dollar bill coming on into their pocket
Into their bank account
And that's too much of heaven
Bringing them underground

Let me tell you what it's all about
It's called money dependence today
And people just keep on going on
Looking at the dollar bill
And nothing else around them
No love and no friendship, nothing else
Just the dollar bill coming on into their pocket
Into their bank account

Too much of heaven
Can bring you underground
Heaven (yeah) can always turn around
Too much of heaven (heaven)
A life and soul hellbound
Heaven (yeah), the killer makes no sound

Too much of heaven
Can bring you underground
Heaven (yeah) can always turn around
Too much of heaven
A life and soul hellbound
Heaven, the killer makes no sound

Oh, let me tell you what it's all about
Too much of heaven bring you underground

Too much of heaven
Can bring you underground
Heaven (yeah) can always turn around
Too much of heaven (heaven)
A life and soul hellbound
Heaven (yeah), the killer makes no sound

Too much of heaven
Can bring you underground
Heaven (yeah) can always turn around
Too much of heaven
A life and soul hellbound
Heaven, the killer makes no sound