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From Tip to Tongue

by Atomgrado

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Life seems a long devious road, like a shadowy Milton's way Up and down like a snake in the fog Beautiful morning, expand your mind, now you know you are all alone And freedom comes, troubles are gone But you see a boy with a knife Two drug-dealers and a punk Four babes there, eyes don't obey Supermodels A junkie man asks for a coin Black eyed skull, cheap wine stench The voice of the drug, image of death World overdose The world is always in change - same shit different day Asking yourself: who am i? Sometimes you loose Sometimes you learn Sometimes is just too late A dubious cop arresting a tramp While a little man plays the guitar In a wagon on the six pm train Forced to listen to some moron’s phone Playing out loud tacky dumb songs Experimenting a… World overdose Here we go! On the whisky bar waiting for a delayed flight Nobody knows how much you can stand That’s enough, you’re an angry man Let it go, let it explode Burn the world, break the universe Feel the problems being dispelled Clearing away Going away Flying away Fading away
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Two heads thinking like one mind - one woman, one man I want to reach a piece of cake - I see your hand grasping the knife I know how you think - you know how I act Without a movement of your lips - i know exactly what you want While i think in a brand new world - you sing me a sweet lullaby It will be better for our life Both of us strolling - by the avenues of death Happiness and sorrow – treacherous feelings to play Every night I dream your dreams - do you remember the one i had? Deep in my mind i feel your fear - the bitter taste of your tears The sun bathed the empty streets - the last rays came to the square A frozen silence filled the air I lost you - but i win me Maybe you had to die - to give me a life Two in one, that couldn’t be I lost you - but i win me You gave me a life
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Gutten Morgen... Gutten Morgen Franz! - I looked at him paralyzed It was the strangest day - Since I arrived to the Town My name is Franz Keitel - For 30 years, I’ve been known as Otto Speer I changed my identity when I left my home - The art galleries were my world One day, after years of badly-paid jobs - I decided to strike taking the three most great works And I sold the pictures on the black market - I wanted to share the art with the nation. And I ensured myself money in the pocket - An operation changed my face My sinful life had been erased Thirty years of peace and sunny days - A pleasant life until this unexpected meet That morning I went for a walk - When I crossed the parking A pair of eyes stared at me - A curious blinking The hat and the suit were black - Like my future, oh, mein Gott!! My pleasant life could be destroyed Gutten Morgen Franz! Do you remember me? - Sorry, I'm afraid not. There must be some mistake - No I don't think so I know you very well Franz - I said my name is Otto Speer... And that man said: "If you don't pay me a million - You will have to explain to the public opinion" And I had to shoot him and start to run - I’m on my way Good bye and have a nice day!!
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14 Rupees 03:41
On the walls of L’Hermitage By a pierced Saint Sebastian A tormented Caravaggio hangs discretely in the dark Less unnoticed as it seems A price is been settled for the piece Stateless mob-boss lacked of qualms Hired a german for the task The cutting blizzard and the night played as accomplice of the thug But criminal minds never play fair The canvas was delivered just in time But instead of the price promised ahead A leather suitcase... with 14 rupees inside
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A new day - the sun rise Down the stairs - open the door Out - everyone seems to laugh Out - a little child sing a song Wooo – wooo - wooo - wooo Wooo – wooo - wooo - wooo Good day - good luck I come to a date- winner smile Walk - with the strength of a god Think - the entire world is yours Wooo – wooo - wooo - wooo Wooo – wooo - wooo - wooo Black clouds - is cold There's no sun - i smell the storm... Just walking down the street Crossing through the park See the neighbourhood of man Blocked inside concrete walls Wooo – wooo - wooo - wooo Wooo – wooo - wooo - wooo
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Apple 03:03
I was sitting behind the fountain watching the gold hitting the ground, I was plotting behind the fence, terribly hungry, stomachache. And when the sun set and the moon was high, I jumped in and rush inside, watching stains of light, I found my way… I was eating under the moonlight, looking around, laying on the soil. I was certain I was alone but I could feel that something was wrong. Then I saw a bright pair of eyes in the dark, A black man came into the light, with a knife in his hand, Heading my way… I was running under the moonlight, laughing as I dribbled around, My treasure bounced inside my pocket, a bird in the hand is worth two in the bush And when the sun rose and the moon was set, I tripped over a stone; my apple fell to the ground, And rolled down to a cliff… Falling down… Out of my reach…
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And I waited for you in that bar In the days of the Third World War You said that you'll wait for me With a single rose in your hand And I felt in love, Waltzburgo smile. The one eyed waiter, has heard of you The wooden leg policeman, has heard of you The young milkman, has heard of you The bald postman, has heard of you And every single day a big bunch of flowers Withered in my hands, or in the hands of others And every single day a chocolate box Withered in my hands… Oooooh, in my hands. The one eyed waiter, has heard of you The wooden leg policeman, has heard of you The young milkman, has heard of you The bald postman, has heard of you And I’ve heard a single word, and the word was prostitute And I’ve heard a muttered word, and the word was prostitute
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Banned Joe 02:28
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Funny Games 03:28
Like music in the ocean is your voice to me Like a canopy of roses is your scent to me Like sunrays in the morning are your eyes to me Like a silky veil of snow is your skin to me When you are not around nothing else makes sense That is why I cry what I mourn what I crave You have to understand you are I need That is why I fear what I do what I will… If you go, there will be winter all along For my heart and for your soul In your little house of wood you have all you need There are no real windows (I know) but you can watch TV To be your lover is all I dream when you talk to me I lost you but I’ll do what it takes to get to you I hope the food was right I cooked it yesterday That is why I cry what I mourn what I crave Please just try to think in the ropes as a funny game That is why I fear what I do what I will… You don't know how I felt when you were gone …Sometimes with me, sometimes alone…
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The Sicilian 03:25
Bow tie, top hat - Silver skull on his stick He entered the bar - Pouring rain, dark night Black shadow behind - Big angel outside Praying for us... Poor sinners… ..."I know all your sins"... ..."I know you are a bad man"... The air froze and my hearth stalled Suddenly knew he was coming for me Wrong place, wrong time, wrong money, wrong man… Wrong man... His eyes spelled - Your time has come Skolled my last drink - Without remorse without any fear I’ll face my death silent and proud - Smoking in some goddamned place (From) where I know there’s no possible exit - No way out… ..."Too late for forgive"... ..."Time to pay the price"... With a Magick gesture of his hand Everybody there fell asleep Wrong place, wrong time, wrong money, wrong man… Wrong man... Then the angel came inside Spreading out his huge black wings Wrong place, wrong time, wrong money, wrong man… Wrong man... He snapped his fingers and the Angel came to me… And opened my chest and took my heart Since that somber night - I wait inside that bar For the Devil and his demon - To bring my soul back… …Bring my soul back …Bring my soul back …Bring my soul back
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By a fainting fire In a little hamlet A weedy baby Came to the world Noone took notice of that cunning ghost Disturbing the shadows, stealing bread loafs A spiteful sharp mind Sunk into oblivion Ruling his world Playing his dice Everyone knows there’s a ruthless ghost that hovers above dictating his law Disturbing the shadows, ruling a mob, a dangerous master that some call Alphonse
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There he goes again Smokey – Everyday waiting for a delayed train Barefoot in the snowy day - Doesn't care about the raindrops in his head Months ago just by my side - His father whispered something secret Then he kissed the boy's head goodbye He was deadly shot downtown - Someone told me about the man He's loop along the railway tracks Bringing the sun in his smile and the full moon in his hands You will have to fight - Poor little beggar don't you cry You are waiting for a dead man I couldn't resist those eyes - The same box in his little dirty hands Waiting for a dead man Months ago just by my side - His father kissed the boy’s head goodbye Everyone knew the saddest truth Poor little beggar don't you cry - Poor little beggar under the full moon He's loop along the railway tracks Jumping and playing with a skull and the full moon in his hands You will have to fight - Poor little beggar don't you cry You are waiting for a dead man I couldn't resist those eyes - The same box in his little dirty hands Waiting for a dead man
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Big Bad Joke 03:09
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Lightbulb 03:47
The Sun is falling, cold and red, while whores and dealers howl for prey, I can't weep, I can't sleep, I am covered with grey despair, Then every man of every time, Start to pray in their distress, I see weakness, I see woe, the palace walls... the city gates... Silent move – The weight of my loss – I can't rise from pain The Moon is pale in her throne, When I walk under swollen clouds, see the river's neverending flow, throw away my painful soul, We are not gods but worms, In the womb of this town’s corpse, Evening Star doesn't shine, stole my heart, stole my hopes... I build a wall - To keep the fear out - It's a good place - To get a song from... And everything starts, With a lightbulb in a store, Wings to my mind, Listening the chords. A new Charm in my voice, I can feel how it changes, That's the way it works, Just when the words leave off... Growing from my roots, Shining in my core, Buried in the earth, Enhancing my world. I build a wall around - To keep the fear out - It's a good place - To get a song from...

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Recorded, edited, mixed and produced at Mantis Studios by V.B. and F. Trych. Mastered at Ornitorrinco Records by Jair. Artwork by Tothartstudio.

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released June 17, 2013

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ATOMGRADO Madrid, Spain

Atomgrado are:

Jayne C. Wilde- Vocals, guitar, bass, ukelele, keyboards
F. Trych - Guitar, bass, keyboards, percussion
B. Grant - Vocals, bass, guitar, keyboards

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