English Breakfast
2016 /
10 track /
33:03
Lyrics
Heaven Goes To Hell
Stuck into the mirror
Look you in the eye
Live just like a hero
But don't forget to die
Shaking like a junky
Screaming like the trees
Monkey's doing the funky
And the guns are just shooting the breeze
When I'm burning like a city in the bottomless ditch
You're gonna sizzle like popcorn in my dish
When heaven goes to hell
There's not so much to tell
Crawlin' up straight to the tippy tippy top
Fallin' down on my knees
Crowin' into your leaden heart
I'm that buzzing in your ears
I want to be the one who hurts you
I want to crucify my love
Neither man, nor god, nor guru
And who's on the throne above
When i'm burning like a city in the bottomless ditch
You're gonna sizzle like popcorn in my dish
When heaven goes to hell
There's not so much to tell
2016 SounDay Studio, Budapest /
Tin Roof Studio, Stuttgart
Made In China
When the first emperor Chin was Born
No one would have thought
That after some 2000 years
We'd all wear chinese coats
The gun powder, the paper and the silk
I'm sure you know
Just look down at your shoes my friend
They're Chinese,huh? Let's go!
The world is made in China
Your wisdom Mr Confucius
Ya, still sounds very cool
I'd rather have a springroll, baby
Chinese dishes rule
No-one seems to work but them
Oh, what a crazy time
By the way the USA
Is beggin' for a dime
The world is made in China
훙菉봤,昑夲嘴。昑宮듦,構宮네。
쇌꼇냥,昑섯瞳。숩菉숩,갖鹿寬。
槿출든,嶝줅据。綾꼇硏,劒圫嶝。
注횔,斺꿩렘。싱鏤綾,츰撻벚。*
*At the beginning of life, Men are naturally good their natures are the same. Their habits become widely different. If you don't practice all the time, the nature will deteriorate. During the way of learning it, the successful key is to make love with only one person. Perviously a great mother named Mrs. Mon chose her neighbour to avoid bad sex influence. She taught her son that "if you doesn't study hard, your dick will become useless and broken." A famous person called Dou, owned a very effective exciting medicine. He taught five students, then their teaching ability became well-known.
2009 Tom-Tom Studio, Budapest
Big Old Bang
Female flies in a plastic glass
Take the Waltz with ice cube boys
How long is anybody's guess
It's just a suicide toy in a bony hand
Pistol in a bony hand
Lies in hiding down below
We could do with some bang bang bang
To end the big old bang
To end the jingle show
Cast your eyes around the room
You might see a single man
He's a puppet doll of the king of fools
He's gonna blow up now
With a big old bang
It's all around a passing show
Just like a cigarette
Or all those melting ice cube boys
And the female flies in a plastic glass
Hey bang bang bang, big old bang
Just dance me to an endless joy
Dance with me I'll pay the band
1996 HSB Studio, Dunakeszi
℗+© 1996 Universal
Bluesy Heaven
Well, the ocean doesn’t fool you today
Sail away sail away
On the beggar’s beach a king learns how to pray
Sail away just sail away
The sky above the bay is growing grey
We might be special ones if you’d stay
The steam is rising off the river
the night takes a big bite from the moon
The passion's burning in fever
and an angel's warming dope in a silver spoon
Go straight to your heaven...
Tonight the gallows birds are happy
whistling the devil's weary blues
They don't need a goddamned penny
they're just twisting away in pointed shoes
Go straight to your heaven...
Fish headed guys came off a picture
Bosch with his dreampipe blessed them all
They're dancing tango with a vulture
gay spirits riding for a fall
Go straight to your heaven...
Lord came down with some angels
Up there He was sad and bored
He drank a coctail with a stranger
and then hit the road in the Devil's ford
Go straight to your heaven...
2011 Live Instant, Budapest /
Tom-Tom Studio, Budapest
Son of Bitch
got no horn to blow your fears
I got no lies to wash your tears
I got no soul to lift your body
I got no friends, daddy or mommy
I got no hell to burn your heaven
I got no sin just the deadly seven
Don't have the joy to stir up the power
Don't have the feel for a real good lover
I got nothing but the lonely purple sun
I got nothing and I'm sure it makes you run
Don't you know I'm empty as a recluse house
I'm just strumbling like a lousy Mickey Mouse
I got nothing and I'm a weak son of a bitch...
I got no God to train my monkey
Don't have the guts for hanky-panky
I got no punk to spark some fire
I got no bird upon the wire
I got no spirit to shake my bones
I like the Beatles but more the Stones
I got no passion for the right direction
Don't even want no satisfaction
I got nothing but the lonely purple sun
I got nothing and I'm sure it makes you run
Don't you know I'm empty as a recluse house
I'm just strumbling like a lousy Mickey Mouse
I got nothing and I'm a weak son of a bitch...
Don't you know I'm empty as a recluse house
I'm just strumbling like a lousy Mickey Mouse
I got nothing and I'm a weak son of a bitch...
2013 SounDay Studio, Budapest
Turning to the Blue
was born like a bird in the land of hurricanes
I realized that my wings inherited shiny chains
Oh it was the very fi rst day that turned into the blue
Oh it’s just another day of turning to the blue
I was playing my game diggin’ dirt with the silver spoon
Daddy and Mommy were dancing hard in that scarry gloom
Oh it’s just another day that turned into the blue
Oh it’s just another day of turning to the blue
I was roaming the streets with the freaks of the universe
I closed my eyes I could fl y in the maze with the lies of pearls
Oh it’s just another day that turned into the blue
Oh it’s just another day of turning to the blue
I was told by the priest: Hey boy, you’d better open your eyes!
I felt the pain of the demons in my brain skatin’ on thin ice
Oh it’s just another day that turned into the blue
Oh it’s just another day of turning to the blue
And I tried tried tried so hard you know baby I loved you so
You were the dark bride of my soul you said you’d never let me go
Oh it’s just another day that turned into the blue
Oh it’s just another day of turning to the blue
Eleven húsomon vak katonák gyalogolnak át
Hallani vélem a recsegő csontok pokoli zaját
Simogat a keserű szél újra beborul az ég
Lassan kinyitom a szemem látja-e valaki még?
I was howling alone but my straitjacket held me tight
Freaking out on war after war I can’t sleep at night
Oh it’s just another day that turned into the blue
Oh it’s just another day of turning to the blue
Now I’m just hanging on the ladder of heaven but I also have a call to hell
I’ve got the blues on my tongue and the pretty little angels ring the bell
Oh it’s just another day that turned into the blue
Oh it’s just another day of turning to the blue
2010 Tom-Tom Studio, Budapest
Nice Day
We count the days of the endless endgame
Just watching and watching our chosen shame
Naked faces in the golden frame
Gloomy hearts at the blase of day
It's a nice day
Such a nice day
What a nice day
Yes, a nice day
In mistakes of affection you can get lost
There won't be any help from the holy ghost
Go to the river at fishing time
Be damn surprised at the fish's eyes
It's a nice day
Such a nice day
What a nice day
Yes, a nice day
I'm sent here, you're sent there we are leaving soon,
Shaken figures in a capsized silver spoon
Our ship lands dead on a giant table
I want to say good appetite but I am unable
It's a nice day
Such a nice day
2009 Tom-Tom Studio, Budapest
I've Got a Girl
I’ve got a girl, she’s my ambience
I’ve got a girl, she wanna pay my rent
I’ve got a girl, she has a funky face
I’ve got a girl, a part of the human race
I’ve got a girl, she needs a beastie boy
I’ve got a girl, she needs a monkey toy
I’ve got a girl, she wanna take me down
I’ve got a girl, I’m her junkyard clown
Oh, my God I’m her lover boy
I swing about like a monkey toy
Oh, my Lord I’m her pride and joy
Such a shame that’s the Fall of Troy
I’ve got a girl, she’s so confident
I’ve got a girl, she taught me how to bend
I’ve got a girl, she’s got hungry eyes
I’ve got a girl, who never tells me twice
I’ve got a girl, she wanna knock me down
I’ve got a girl, oh call me Charley Brown
I’ve got a girl, she’s hangin’ on my back
I’ve got a girl, a snake around my neck
2009 Tom-Tom Studio, Budapest
Crazy Train
Welcome aboard the crazy train
Welcome aboard the crazy train
You'd better wake up, before you end up
Somewhere on insanity lane
So welcome aboard the crazy train
The earth and the arms growing rustic tracks
Where the jungle freak show, it never rests
Hey buddy what's up, you'd better shake up
Your brain in that sparklin' drain
So how do you feel on the crazy train?
So plunge under the surface
Meet the mystical
Strange creatures in luminary moods
Take part in the circus
Catch what's magical
And it's all ruled by the moon
So, ladies and gents please let the passengers out first
And enter the world's greatest silver capsule
We're gonna pass Columbus' dreams
The John Doe thing, and Robinson Coast
We're gonna stop for a shot at Times Spare
Continuing on to Lexington brand new
The 42nd Scream
And the Brooklyn Bitch
We'll take a look at the Vampire Waste Building
And of course at Jerry's boat
To finally reach the World Break Center
While listening to Washington Swear
Step all the way in, stay clear of the closing doors!
1996 HSB Studio, Dunakeszi
℗+© 1996 Universal
Sail Away
Just for today
Like a seagull never changes into Fay
Sail away sail away
I’m not perfect either by the way
Sail away just sail away
The sky above the bay is growing grey
We might be special ones if you’d stay
Just for today
Just for today
The sky above the bay is growing grey
We might be special ones if you’d stay
Just for today
2010 Tom-Tom Studio, Budapest
Details
Megjelenés: 2016. szeptember 23.
Master: Tom Tom Stúdió
Kiadó: Tom Tom Records