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Album out 27.5.2016.

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Track Name: Power to the Women of the Morning Shift
Blonde one from the wilderness
Is almost dressed and i'm just her guest now
Female grace? she hits my face.
Makes me feel like i've ruled this world too long

Power to the women of the morning shift
Power to the women of the morning shift

Yesternight your rhythm made me stumble
Your geometry made me feel humble
But i'm a man - Rock'n'Roll makes me cry in the dawn -
i mean: almost - anyway, you've got to move on!

Power to the women of the morning shift
Power to the women of the morning shift
Track Name: Silent Girl
Silent girl with that silly scarf
will you be here tomorrow?
same place, same corner,
same eyes full of sorrows?

silent girl with that silly scarf
between pale and red you think of love
if you ever happen to climb into my nest
leave that silly scarf on

the other day you were not here
now i'm in desperate need of someone who doesn't speak with me
and if someone comes up
and says a word
i'll stub out the cigarette..
...and leave.
Track Name: Hot Hot Cold Cold
You almost sleep and you, you're still awake
You: phlegmatic snail and you run around in circles
You to be here and you for sudden night calls
I want you left you right
And you left and you right
right now.

I want it hot. hot, hot - and then terribly cold, cold
My hand to be held and another hand hitting me hard
You down, down there and you look down to me, me
I want you left you right
And you left
don't you both leave

You in heavy rain and you for rhythm and ecstasy
you and you forever
forever you and forever you
minor and major
merge in eternal tension
love hurts me but i
live and i live and i live
and i feel
Track Name: Madame O. (Black Friday)
When the markets crashed, we lay in bed
Told stories of love and loss
What we could get, what we never had
Games and promises, mouse and cat

Madame O.!
Nothing's so true like the backsides of your knees
We're not dead, we just sometimes forget to breathe

In our bed and on the floor
The night went mad, then left offshore.
Look, o, look how high we are!
i'll never descend, never gonna part

Madame O.!
Nothing's so true like the backsides of your knees
We're not dead, we just sometimes forget to breathe