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FCG AFD
00:08
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always antifacist!
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While the pen ridicules me
The paper's waiting patiently
For my deepest thoughts
For my inner fear
Or the tale how I lost your love my dear
But something seems to hold me back
Why would anyone ever give a crap
How I struggle to express the mess
That's happening inside my head
Or what's keeping me awake in bed
While I nurture my desperate hope
That I’ll manage on lives slippery slope
But singing gives me more than a sore throat
The microphone makes me take fright
Caught like a deer in the headlights
My shaky voice suddenly so loud
Just wanna sing, sometimes I'll shout
An inner urge to speak my mind
A failed attempt to make me unwind
My little life wrapped in a rhyme
I wonder if it's worth a dime
Though this is not about money or fame
Naw, I'm hopeful that there is more to gain
It's just thoughts keep spinning
'Till some words spill out
Got no choice, gotta say 'em out loud
If I'm too afraid of my worries and feelings
Maybe I shouldn't be so damn revealing
But I need to let go, let people in
Behind a barrier so much thicker than skin
Descent into the depth of my soul
Reveal everything
Show all the sadness in my bones
'Coz at least one thing is true
Yeah at least one thing is true
Down to the logic of transcendence
Every weakness
Well every weakness holds a strenght
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Ovaries
02:49
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I think you're so lovely
With that crooked smile
And that ever so slightly receding hairline
Goddamn you're gorgeous
With that little scar
And that misspelled tattoo on your left forearm
Baby you're truly a sight for sore eyes
With those piss-stained trackies and wifebeater style
And when you yell shit at me on the street
Makes me feel real special indeed
But who am I to complain
I'm just a girl
I'm up for it
I ain't got a brain
I've got ovaries
But I got over it buying groceries
And a little bit of cyanide for your dinner
'Coz I'm the motherfucking patriarchy killer
Well at least at the office
I have slept my way up
I've got sixteen degrees
But that's barely enough
My opinion don't matter like the length of my skirt
And when I don't wear make-up, the boys are concerned
But actually they’re all really nice
And explain everything to me twice
'Coz what the fuck do I know
I'm just a girl
I don't know shit
I ain't got a brain
I've got ovaries
But I got over it buying groceries
And a little bit of cyanide for your dinner
'Coz I'm the motherfucking patriarchy killer
Either way, this whole job thing Is just temporary
Till I find a husband and we marry
'Coz all that I ever fucking hoped to be
Is a wife and a human breeding machine
And the clock is ticking
Yeah it's ticking away
So I've got no time to fight for equal pay
I ain't got a brain
I've got ovaries
But I got over it buying groceries
And a little bit of cyanide for your dinner
'Coz I'm the motherfucking patriarchy killer
Hell, I ain't got a brain
I've got ovaries
But I got over it buying groceries
And a little bit of cyanide for your dinner
'Coz I'm the motherfucking patriarchy killer
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Filled to the Brim
03:54
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Everything is as it's always been
Got this endless to do list
And nowhere to begin
The same mistakes over and over again
Regret and failure go hand in hand
But I still got the courage to try again
And losing seems to be just part of the game
I'm sure you have nightmares and demons too
And when I look at the world
Well why shouldn't you
It's like we're waiting for something
Not sure what it is
Or if it does even really exist
Filled to the brim with fear and self-doubt
But baby let's turn the story around
You and me we've got the blues my dear
But we'll dance, regardless of our fear
You and me we've got the blues my dear
But we'll dance, regardless of our fear
Shit keeps breaking
And things fall apart
"A valuable lesson"
Claims the heart
Better not get too attached
'Coz everything is just bound to crash
Seize every moment for what it is worth
Each fleeting second you've got on this earth
Letting go seems to be the biggest clue
And what else is there left to do?!
You and me we've got the blues my dear
But we'll dance, regardless of our fear
You and me we've got the blues my dear
But we'll dance, regardless of our fear
So let the lonely, sweet melodies work their charms
Try to embrace the world with all its flaws
Let the choir keep singing and the chords ring on
Each sonnet holds beauty
Though the audience's long gone
But silence is poison
A sneak peak of death
So I pray we keep humming till we draw our last breath
You and me we've got the blues my dear
But we'll dance, regardless of our fear
You and me we've got the blues my dear
But we'll dance, regardless of our fear
You and me we've got the blues my dear
But we'll dance!
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5. |
See Someone
02:41
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She keeps suggesting I should see someone
And maybe talk a few things through
Like some events from my childhood
Or that family issue
Or why I sometimes feel so blue
But what good would it do me if it's out on the table
Still there is nothing that I can do
See I aint depressed
It’s just the world’s in a mess
Sometimes this shit gets to my head
But I refuse to be crushed down by it
I’d rather spit some rhymes instead
'Coz memento mori
I mean we’re all gonna die
And I won’t waste my time to whine
Sometimes I don’t seem to function no more
And will I find myself crying on some bathroom floor
Some nights I just wanna smash the place
Destroy everything and give into the rage
Well admittedly, I might need some help
In the fourhoundredthirtysomething attempt
To sort myself out
Get my feed on solid ground
And maybe turn this frown around
So I apply for therapy
So that someone’s there for me
To listen to all my shit
Lets hope they'll hand me a solution
"Here you go girl"
And this is it
And if that wont help
Well I’ll just self-medicate
Drown those demons in tears and beers
Well it’s so cliché, but it’s one way to behave
Now, wouldn’t you agree?
Tonight I don’t have to function no more
I will pick myself up from the bathroom floor
And tonight we’re gonna smash the place
Destroy everything and give into the rage
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6. |
Treadmill
02:20
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We keep pushing and pushing
And treading the mill
Ain't getting nowhere
But could you bare standing still?
Just keep on reminding
Ourselves to be brave
Perfectly knowing
There are things we can't change
Well I know it's a battle
And it’s yet to be won
Everyone's struggling
You're not the only one
On this shaky earth
We're all desperate to find
Someone or something
To give us peace of mind
It's a brutal place
And nothing is safe
But it helps to smile into a strangers face
Everyday we wake up
To the sound of the alarm clock
A faceless runner
In a corporate rat race
And they're asking you
To pick up the pace
Do we look like we give a toss
If your profit margins
Still ain't high enough
I'm just trying to make ends meet
I got bills to pay
I got mouths to feed
And you just wanna buy a new SUV
Claim a working class hero is something to be
BUT ONLY CLASS WAR WILL SET US FREE
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7. |
Shake me well
03:54
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Well I want your head between my legs
And I want that tongue to never rest
Got me trembling like Kate and Leo
Don't worry honey, I'll be alright though
Slow it down baby, don't take it to fast
We've got all night, you better make it last
Stretch the moment like a chewing gum
I love the feeling when I'm about to come
Keep going down like Marvin at Motown
Keep going down like Marvin at Motown
I'm riding, I'm riding, I'm riding your face ...
Shake me well please
I said shake me well please
Come on and shake me well please
Come on and shake me well
Please
Better be careful, 'coz the floor is slippery
And I don't want you to get a whiplash injury
That horny look when you give me pleasure
How you enjoy it makes it so much better
I ain't no cook, but here's your dinner
Do me like you're a salad spinner
'Coz you are what you eat and don't you wanna be me?!
Yeah you are what you eat, who wouldn't wanna be me?!
I'm riding, I'm riding, I'm riding your face ...
Shake me well please
I said shake me well please
Come on and shake me well please
I said shake me well
Please
I'm riding, I'm riding, I'm riding your face ...
Shake me well please
Come on and shake me well please
I said shake me well please
Come on and shake me well
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Bronko Cologne, Germany
Next shows:
08/05: Theater und Konzerthaus, Solingen
01/06:
Druckluft, Oberhausen
22/06: Kult41, Bonn
28/06: VEB, Siegen
05/07: JKC, Troisdorf
06/07: Villa Nachttanz, Heidelberg
07/07: AU, Frankfurt a.M.
03/08: Sonic Ballroom / Ballroom Blitz Festival, Cologne
14/08: Trauma im G-Werk, Marburg
... more
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