LYRICS

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Album: Angel Kiss ℗+© 2015 – TUCSON ARIZONA KINGS
LC02618 – Cat No: TAK0214
Recorded by Markus Teske and Christian Moser
Produced, mixed and mastered by Markus Teske
Label: 7us media group GmbH

TRACKLIST: 01. GO TO HELL, 02. EYES LIKE A BLACK CAT, 03. NOT WORTH BUYING, 04. BOOGIE ROYAL, 05. GOOD NEWS COMING, 06. ROOM OF NUMBERS, 07. SNOWPOCALYPSE, 08. NEW YEAR’S RESOLUTION, 09. THE OLD PUEBLO, 10. ANGEL KISS, 11. THE DEATH OF THE COMFORTABLE BOHEMIAN, 12. TALLL WOMAN, 13. BIRDHOUSE SONG, 14. HEARING IMPAIRED DAY, 15. VOODOO RELOVEOLOGY, 16. BURN IT JUST DOWN AGAIN

Lyrics in order of appearance as published on record:

go to hell

beatin’ me, shakin’ me, pullin’ me down
i am the last motherfucker in this stupid town
when i think about reality proof
my illusion is the only brave side of my book
i never heard about a men who’s careful in use
i get no reputation for conclusions i do
when i tingle tangle through the dusty roads of this town
i´m still looking for a place where i can hangin’ around

everywhere i can lay my head
i think i´m still livin´ but i´m already dead
we go to hell
do you really think that life is a living thing for sale?
we are already in hell yes we are not in jail
we go to hell

while a blond redleatherjacketgirl is walking through town
tom waits burn his mansion to the ground
killin’ me, killin’ me, killin’ me count
a suicide-lottery winner around
for my x-girlfriend i´ve just leaving life
a kamikaze pizza for the rest of my dive
when i tingle tangle through the dusty roads of this town
i´m still looking for a place where i can hangin’ around

lyrics by achim horsinka

eyes like a black cat

i’m just a lonely cowboy
i’m sittin’ so alone
don’t mind what tomorrow comes
i’m ripped out of my home
i’m feelin’ like a murder
’cause of my jealousy
happened things are not to chance
get out of my way

she bitched over my head
and made my hard face wet
she preached about love guarantee
she’s got eyes like a black cat

a hallelujah for her number
make the good times bad
all the things we’ve got together
is garbage for her can
hallelujah… …a few days
i was mute on the phone
let me excuse my jealousy
ripped me up to my bones

i will believe – you love me
from now until i’m dead
misery loves company
sounds around my head
please understand – i love you
too much to leave you alone
i know you don’t prefer my way
tell me “what should i do?”

lyrics by achim horsinka

not worth buying

all mothers and daughters listen to me
i’m fightin´ as well i better win
i’m natural modest
not worth buying
breathtaking couldn’t say what i want to
i couldn’t stay where i belong
i couldn’t hate my enemies
i couldn’t!
so i get my life for free
what’s worth buying?

you ask the same like years ago
about the world, the governor,
the temperature of fire, till i found out for myself
there’s no goal, no goal, let me go
go alone ‚cause nothing is worth buying
‚cause you still got all…

waking up tired not ready for life
but it seems to be a part of my sacrifice
i go to work
not yet dying
so i’ll get my life for free
not worth buying

asking for jokes speech is waste
counting my friends i don’t have six
i’m natural disliked
but i’ve got mine
do you really think that life is a living thing for sale?
i know who you are you know me the same
i don’t like to see you
but that seems living
do you really think that life
is worth buying?

lyrics by achim horsinka

boogie royal

i’m the man who met tim roth
i’m the man who talks gold
don’t like patchouli, don´t miss no friends around
i’m m a five letter word, or something else

i stop to go
i rape my home
i say something as long as you leave me alone
she’s got her beady eyes on me
she’s got her beady eyes on me

i’ll do everything to be disliked
she’s got my life
i’ll go anywhere where i’m not invited
she’s got my bug

i’m a man who’s riding a wild horse
i’m the man who walks while talking gold
get in trouble get in fight – no remorse
i walk the cathedral saw a monk walks with a fork

i changed my number and my originally pup
i’m self-made numb for my old cup
i walk the rain without to getting wet
i wear the crown without to become bad

lyrics by achim horsinka

good news coming

i brought you some bad news
why all these feelings for tears?
where are the good things to laugh?
some things i like to disappear
i wanna movin´ slow
a steady walking for my goal
a run for life or survive
I release my perfect life

talk an indian girl
speaks accent free german
mortification by
habit style
got my holy gun
in my awareness
put me out, sending-off,
displace me, fuck me up, turn me round, set me down, check me out…
all the good news coming… …take time for bad

what do i owe you?
i’m so much drunk in the sheet
oblivious acting
i do not live for this
not everything what happened
has got a name
but to appreciate
it has to be
no apologize
for my woman right here
no undertow, cutting up,
stop right here, fuck me up, fell me down, drown me in, check me out…
all the good news coming… …take time for bad

i like to sleep when i’m tired
but life takes no account for my expectations
there is no recognition, no praise no prize
i like to walk my road
but all these exits and crossroads
and tightropes and lifeboats and turning points and rolled joints
drive me nuts, fuck me up, fell me down, drown me in, check me out…
all the good news coming… …take time for bad

lyrics by achim horsinka

room of numbers

charcoal box of empty faces
skyscrapers town in circles
a lot of cameras at open spaces
a lot of privacy to show

lay down in dugout of life

we cannot talk to understand
our thoughts high in the wind
let us work with our two hands
let me keep my present tense

i´ll keep my mind and leave you here
there´s so much trouble and fear
to walk away from all that i known
for the question of us all

we cannot talk to understand
our thoughts high in the wind
let us work with our two hands
let me keep my present tense

i searched in my room of numbers
but the question is still the same
i like some more than the others
but it´s not about the answers

lyrics by achim horsinka

snowpocalypse

since you stuck me out of town
i took my message of my mess around
in an old world „breath-stop-places“
don´t like to admit these human races
what about this winter-boots-girl
displaced snowflakes for empty faces
it´s getting so hard to sit together cryin´
get out of the cage my enemy-lion

woke me up to sleep me down
a closed door a closed mouth
one way ticket one way conversation

put on my socks put on my shoes
walking the road without you
my son is me and me is he
getting together, together free
my world is my world and yours is yours
show me your worldview but don´t show me you
i´d rather be a controlled fire
my flames are beatin´ till gettin´ tired

burn me up to burn me down
make me light to switch me out
my empty sight

my sounds are wavin´ through a sheet metal funnel
my voice stumbles like boots in the jungle
i never heard a sound so true and close to me…
…like walking snow

turn me on to turn me down
you walk with me to walk me out
i´d rather be a controlled fire
everything around me is getting white

lyrics by achim horsinka

new year´s resolution

knock-knock who knocks on my door?
i don’t want you here in my arms
i want to be my free enemy
don’t need a thief who steals me out of my self-made cage
it´s so hard to get a drab existence
and it´s much harder to give it up
you don´t need to free my sympathy
for a world in peace and love
i hide myself in holydays
i hide myself in schedule book control
i hide myself in a cityflathiefphobia
i hide myself of myself, i hide myself of mine
close all doors, lock all locks, draw the curtain – i do not exist

i hear something out of my neighbour’s room
blood and thunder is sugar to the fight every noon
what can i do for you?
you say sometimes it’s better to stay tuned
we’re all in the same boat
sometimes we drive down south even if we won’t
maybe a need to split a social being
maybe a need for greed
maybe a need to steal
maybe a need to kill each other a need to fall in love and away from me
maybe a little addiction
maybe a need for dependence
maybe a need to cry
maybe a need to die
maybe a need to apostatize

what makes a treasure valuable?
“thinking” for sure, only it can
sometimes it’s o.k. to hide your guns
sometimes “feelings” are no other ones
what can make a valuable-proof…
…when we live in abundance?
abundance rises for reputation
so don´t talk about the real kind to survive

i´m able to love
in a friendship full of friction
i´m disable to live
walking without shoes, talking without suits, fighting without rules

lyrics by achim horsinka

the old pueblo

when i walk through the old pueblo
feeling like getting so tight
with the whole world in consequence of
linda ronstadt in consequence of
old pueblo in consequence of
the kings of pueblo and my brother mike
in consequence of burning tarmac
in consequence of sun support life
in consequence of water and atmosphere
in consequence of jojo the man
in consequence of the old pueblo
in consequence of the consequence

you freeze in the sun give me a gun
heartache takes your decision done one consequence of love

after some weeks of suicide feelings
after some weeks of pizza-delivery
after some weeks of a room in process
my first step outdoors sobered my mind
‚cause i realize i walk through pueblo
feeling again on earth so tight
i walk with the whole world in consequence of
my consequence of my nightmare last night

lyrics by achim horsinka

the death of the comfortable bohemian

you bought me i followed
you know what i used to know
you pose me in my cage
all your girlfriends in front of stage
i hate you for sure
i don’t want you anymore
a collar keeps me here
a leather strap makes my frontier

you see me walking
you hear me say

a leather collar suicide
we will meet in hell tonight
an international love project
a social practice hostage act
thanks for hearing
thanks for living
thanks for all the love you’ve giving
thanks for all the -beauty days-
i don’t want you
i don’t want you

you found me dead in collar
love exist by two of us
the whole world still run through
little cool clubs out of use
we fucking morons in big arenas
lighted face by schedule book
so it seems that present tense
detour-minded by futurity

lyrics by achim horsinka

talll woman

tall woman area sense of rattle snake
an asian alcohol proof
masked dj´s consume video screen
the tall woman aura gets me in her scene

she walks with hundreds and don´t know anyone
a sparkle is nothin´ in fire so close
hypnotizing factory pick nick night
get in trouble with me

not to win a fight
not
not to win a fight

tall woman area sense of rattle snake
an asian alcohol proof
masked dj´s consume video screen
the tall woman aura gets me in her scene

she walks with hundreds and don´t know anyone
a sparkle is nothin´ in fire so close
hypnotizing factory pick nick night
get in trouble with me

not to win a fight
not to win a fight
not to win a fight
not to win a fight

throw up in blue my date becomes true
nothing means nothing to me and something means nothing to me too
while the tall woman runs around my back
i start to feel something like ants walkin’ my neck

she walks with hundreds and don´t know anyone
a sparkle is nothin´ in fire so close
hypnotizing factory pick nick night
get in trouble with me

not to win a fight
not to win a fight
not to win a fight
not to win a fight

lyrics by achim horsinka

the birdhouse song

got feathers to fly
got a tongue to lie
to walking by
a bird in the night

the birdhouse song
has got me wrong
i wanna leave
i wanna fly
the birdhouse song
has got me wrong
i wanna fly

my sister gets hurt
while she buries a bird
a flock of birds ahead
burial deal

got a reason to cry
for sure a reason to die
some reasons to live
a reason to give

the birdhouse song
has got me wrong
i wanna leave
i wanna fly
the birdhouse song
has got me wrong
i wanna fly

what about to watch my gift
try to remember my first shift
what about to take what i’ve got
the things around me i’ve forgot

lyrics by achim horsinka

hearing impaired day

watch the clock
watch outside
watch out to realize
what happens to the people here…
…is happening to me

i have been driven
have been running
have been far away
to watch out so distant
to my old life
and so i have got to say
i see your lips moving
hearing impaired day

i see the crowds squeeze
and i am in between
while i try to get out
a little girl screams
i try to take her with me
but it works only in my dreams
i try to make a fire
and burning down the streets

i have been driven
have been running
have been far away
to watch out so distant
to my old life
and so i have got to say
hearing…
…impaired day

sometimes i countin´ down on you
sometimes you count on me
preach about time while my life
went away for free
i´ve diggin´ for a place
where i can still stay to see
what about democracy
what about a bullshit-need
slowly i start thinking
it is already too late
but slowly i realize
i don’t believe in fate
so i rely on the world
but also slowly is the word
the message seems not big enough
to help this little girl

lyrics by achim horsinka

voodoo reloveology

nothing to laugh
nothing to cry
i´ll be late
and so just in time
make my river cry
self indebted love
i can´t fly – voodoo

nothing to search
where is nothing to find
the great escape
a fallin´ sky
make me a lullaby
two-hundred different
mountains high

voodoo – voodoo

there’s one box of trouble
and one of luck
kuala lumpur
street market
malaysian back door
venomous snake tooth
a landfill of vampires
fought my fever

i´m back down to earth
make my rest time
living worth
and i´m back down to earth
make my rest time
living worth

reloveology – reloveology
voodoo – voodoo

lyrics by achim horsinka

burn it just down again

gimme your lover and your user
burn it just down again
tell me the story that you walkin`
burn it just down again
show me the slayer and the prayer
burn it just down again
tell me some sins make you feel good

burn it just down again

go to the burden to take the hurdle
and burn it just down again
go to the fountain up in the mountains
and burn it just down again
go the liar in the fire
burn it just down again
the way of the looser and his bruise yeah

burn it just down again

be just a mirror for my ego
burn it just down again
show me the good in the evil
burn it just down again

lyrics by achim horsinka

all lyrics by achim horsinka
©2014

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