TheDeadMachineThatGoesPing

by HERR GEISHA & THE BOOBS

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released October 4, 2014

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Track Name: Skolofenstrü
sweating in your uniform
going to a movie twice alone
you care about the night
meet all the junks under moonlight

have a walk by the river
all your friends are good swimmers
you dive all alone
to save you tonight thers's no one

doing drugs for the week end
mom and dad give you a hand
you spin on yourself
still a long way to go

down the street where the bums boil
i just don't care about the laws
you shoot with your gun
smart ass iof you : you won !
Track Name: Fokya
you try break my bones
you try to eat my narrow
you wanna suck my brain
you wanna see me dead
sure
you wanna break my spine
you gotta cut my throat
you wanna stain my lungs
you wanna break my bones
you wanna see me dead
fokya

trying to figure out what's going out there
trying to figure out what's going in me
Track Name: Yellow
-yellow , do you like my flowers ? hello ?
(ugly flowers in Moscow , with an eye drown up in pain)
-i love rose
Track Name: Freesbee
one more dawn which colours have tarnished
one more start in the new noise
one more station which beings are transluscent
one more passage through this world
one more mirror to confuse our blinking eyes
one more breathing and it's gone
one last glance at this fucking sun
i won't get out this brilliant hole again

one more drink
i won't speak anymore
one more crash , another ripped secret
one more lie from which truth will hatch
one more sound before silence swallow us all
one more chance , one more trip
one more glance and then it's over
one more time...
Track Name: Shadows
drink another one
and telle me a story
about you and your sister
she would drive naked
and say "bet my life is beautiful "
in the garden : oak trees
shadow is a strange fruit...
events are quiet like stones
resting in lullabies...
drink another one
kiss me lie a wine
with the lips of a flower
your sister where she lives ?
she would swim in the river
and piss a warmer water
my blonde hair is her's
that sheep is a hero too
how can the sun shine that bright ?
well you love berries , don't you ?
so drink another one
Track Name: Wasabi
in my kennel
ain't no doggies
ain't no bastards
ain't no bitches
where's my way ?

yeah it's funny
Track Name: Asker
How many miles to go ?
what have we done ?
do you need my help?
where is your heart ?

don't answer
stay around
not show off
keep in touch

is god your mate?
am i affraid to die?
is life worth living ?
do i ask too much ?
Track Name: Mikado
warmth and welfare
create and pray
you think your policy is worth a word
mankind is no more
who got the trick
robots already tought us their lifestyle
watch the sun turn into a cube
the warships are there in the two-faced showroom
you're stronger and stronger
you'll beat yourself up
no one could say who you are
you shake and you stumble
you're stuffed with fake stuffed
somehow you're dead

bring out your dead
the sun is back
no past should be remembered until the future comes out
the idea of this brain turns into a joke
with the laughter of the dust
spirited dumbness
poor sight , sicknote
silently settle up with who wears the crown
scorn your body
get your revenge
raindrops dig your forehead
an orchid juice flows from your ears
music is violent

surrounded by tiredness
digging for fever
craving for anything left here
dying to feel alive
have you seen anyone ?
what would you do ?
a billion cells still dance in the noisy nothing
this boiling void is full of voices
praying in unknown languages
new bodies are secretly set up
in which there is no blood
whiff of a sad machine
un-answered mails , un-hugged people
unfulfilled dreams , unclear will
they made this prison for us all
and one by one we take off
Track Name: Chicago May
who hovers between the hostile and the broke
still a sip or two in a ragged bottle
knots in the gut , knuckles crack
can't clim this ladder

half-time man in a half-dead life
the golden days followed the few who ditched it all
we dabbled in breathing for a while
& then dashed it away
swaped it for anxious dreams of peace
rain pierces soft heads

your handkerchief is full of blood
your halo is tarnished
your desires have been halved
& this endless hangover

when the heart fails...

glory gross & glossy
fooled you crawly crowd
fed with harmful inaction
you give yourself to this bloody body
criminal dudes , cold prisons
sick whores with poisonous tits
leech-cops frown at you
no life for you is frugal
hunger and thirst erased your goodwill
hooked on crimes there is no way