1. |
For No Certain Reason
02:22
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for no certain reason
the scale's unbalanced, hoods are on the rise
I hope it is treason. Treason of the mind.
Nowhere to go, new stadards by dangerous clowns
make the world go brown.
To clear out the cleaners no lives were taken.
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2. |
Blinkers On
02:35
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We infected No.3, painted it pink
we are persistent , we adapt in a wink
and the coast line's gone but we got our blinkers on
and still billions prone to a better phone
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3. |
Waiting
04:09
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My place is austere, not a thing that cathes the eye.
I sometimes flip things upside down.
then I get troubled with excitement, so I turn them round again
It's my objective to pass my time with steadiness
and not have guilty thoughts or murder passers-by
and so I'm waiting
until my flesh is disintegrating
alternatives I am not contemplating debating
waiting
until my flesh and bones are separating
as long as noise and earth are oscillating and rotating
Put me on hold or else I might get overcharged
I might explode right in your face
drop me a message - one sentence at a time or else I switch off my screen
awaiting the genius to build a box with just one knob that causes time to stand still
until then I'm waiting
until my flesh.....
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4. |
A1
04:47
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5. |
Schrizzo
03:41
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good night, leave your skin inside your socks
good morning, pull it out and collect it in that little box
energy ! corneocyte factory
solitude ! ditch the sun and the sea.
It's time. Seal the box and at a fuse
Light it up and throw your seeds towards the moon
cyclone, blow my patricles away
(into the) river .. corpuscles are not here to stay
energy ! corneocyde...
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6. |
Memo
04:29
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Sugar is white, water is wet
and in a wink You will be dead
every life matters and so does none
sooner or later they'll all be gone
think You're important, well You are not
no one is godlike since there is no god
equality, equally gross
a little caesarian madness in all of us
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7. |
I Do, I Do
03:50
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Who wants to vanish when there's a promise of afterlife?
who to stay home when there's meadows and beaches out there?
who wants to be locked away when the world's full of people?
who wants to remain when there's countless options?
I do, I do
surely I do I do
Give me a bible and I will ridicule it
give me vacations and I will pass them on
ask me to be social and I will turn away
offer me anything - see me stepping back
I do, I do
surely I do, I do
(who wants to vanish when there is vacations, offer me meadows, give me a bible)
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8. |
Eat Propaganda
03:32
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sitting there head on the keys
brain rotating about holes in the texture
is everything already covered up
what's left to do or yell when everything already has been said
eat propaganda
the most honest face smells rotten, too
the dissapointment is inevitable
catchy slogans, pious hopes
has it ever worked? has it worked? don't we need a iron fist?
or eat propaganda
the worst deeds we tend to forget
within 5 years the soil is flat again
what's the use of having good ambitions
when the best thing you can do is to shout them out right into the night
better eat propaganda
sitting here, snooty bigmouth thoughts
can't decide if I want to have another nap
I'd throw an egg at myself if eggs were vegan.
switch my head off and the TV on and spend the rest of my life
eating propaganda
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9. |
A Cold Cell
04:13
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see Coil
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10. |
Box Of Dicks
06:21
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rusty, broken and the lid cracked open
buried in the sand of an unknown land
once the pride or reckham jack
now hidden in the ground
gold and treasures you will search in vein
things are not always what they seem
just a solid collection of penisses
well, everybody has their weird side
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11. |
End
02:16
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the Surreal Funfair Berlin, Germany
Soundchopper from Berlin (formerly Cologne), musically active since mid/late 80s
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