Cake Split 12"

by Touchy Mob / Tellavision

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04:35
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05:57
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05:03
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02:59
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04:22
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06:15
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credits

released 08 January 2013
BLOOHA14

Side A written and performed by Ludwig Plath
Side B written and performed by Fee Kürten
recorded mixed and mastered by René Huthwelker at Niedervolthoudini Studio, Hamburg 2012
Artwork: Ludwig Plath

released by:
bloodyhands.net
swantow.com

management/booking:
kempf@skrotzki-kempf.com

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tags: cake crime folk pop techno hammerbrook homiegebrabbel neukölln space echo split vinyl Berlin

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look what i made here wow snared in the opiated serene kowtow woozy i turned to salt i understand it now the move i understand it now my flesh its form i understand it now but then it still shows the same boy black and white and not sure if it's blue i canonize what's true i'll string i'll make you bow i understand it now drum roll seems i understand it now yeah i cry i understand it now but then ... more

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Track Name: Touchy Mob - Stones
my outfit's a disaster today
expensive juices send me over land
packages and loveletters cut my hand
the audience pours sugar in my wounds
they take a zippy look at my cold bare bones
my outfit's a disaster again
it happens to the best of us
the audience pours sugar over land
expensive juices fill every corner of my wounds
my limbs my claws the pair of horns i wear just scattered one day
they come they spot they take it away
we share a zippy stare at my cold bare
hands in all the pants and all the dancing on my bones
stones i have a car full of stones
i was buried under stones
i bury my baby under stones
i will launch your hollow skin as a ship
i will fire rubber bullets from your pale jaw
i will dine with my brothers on your belly
i will drink my peach juice from a dry foot with freckles
i'll put stickers on cars i will make the mommies blush
i will wear you as a scarf
i would listen closely when that ugly apparition said
do it for love but love said
Track Name: Touchy Mob - Sexy Yirls
there's room enough
i set up the legs for my eye
i set up hundreds of lights
friend oh i balanced my white
the focus is pulled very tight
and i have my finger on the spot
how come this looks like a loney dance
how come that i've only seen you smile through a dirty lens
well i pass my condolences
directly to the sexy to the sexy yirls
i'm not in the photo because i took it
we're not in the photo because we were sick
we're not in the photo because we're too big
i'm not in the photo because i took it
you're not in the photo because you hate your morning face
you're not in the photo because i couldn't find a place to put you
if anybody ask we'll just grow
i'm not in the photo because i took it
i'm not in your life because i
Track Name: Touchy Mob - Foam Born
let's full stop now see how we got up here
wait for a story to interfere
let's bulldoze around till they defy a ban on things
lather our teeth on piano strings
lukewarm you promised i burned my foot in the bath
who's ever mind the aftermath
o pale peel if only these jokes grew never old
your wet hair catches a thunderbolt

shit time be my brother i wanna love you
and i want to feed you with poison like family does
spook town be my brother i wanna love you
like carp loves the basin
language be my brother i wanna love you
i want to make your heart a drunk fuck
foam born be my brother i wanna love you
and i wanna foster my carelessness on your mammary gland

let's hark back together i would never be late for that
never behindhand for that
let's slow down figure out how to talk to the homely face
i never mind the lonely days lasting
Track Name: Tellavision - Million
Numbers
in a row
a thing we hate

count a billion times
to a million

to start over again

fear drops
in case of
an explosion
your intuition
is not mine

count a billion times to a million
to start it all over again
Track Name: Tellavision - Holidays On Earthquakes
Now that we settle down
does it mean we run out of sight

the minuscule marble
next to the bigger globe

so all the time we are trying hard to
distract ourselves from life

the oceans generosity
your little spot

if you think
that you are dead this means you are not
if you think that you are vacant
this means you are not

So your head is stashed with parallel lines
did one ever cross the other
your head stores future shit
will we ever meet in this time

if you think
that you are dead this means you are not
if you think that you are vacant
this means you are not
Track Name: Tellavision - Reserve The Past
Now we are here
to stay away
to not say a thing

the last spot
I am taking off
it will be
it has been

reserve the past