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COOKING LESSONS (ep 2005)

	COOKING LESSONS			EP autoprodotto finito di registrare a gennaio 2005 presso i vaina studios, buden schloß e la narkoikos. Rilasciato a novembre. Narco - voce David Armela - chitarra Lord Buden - chitarra Crishtobal - basso Dylan E.Armela - batteria
	1. New Cue-Essay	5:47
	2. Bavaria '86	6:66
	3. Explicit Losers	3:48
	4. Big Mama Russia	5:35
	5. Cooking Melons	5:55
	durata	30:18

New Cue-Essay
Look into your eyes noisy smell of death you call U.S.' pride I say U.S. shit Stop imperial war Stop the fall of bombs in your stupid mind you think you've God behind	lots of war for your pride millions died Nuke U.S.A. too much wars for the empire Nuke U.S.A Blood streams of blood too much blood streams of blood
*Bavaria '86*
Night on the road this is our dreaming quest night on the road looking for some place looking for some food we are travelling again we are going away we are searching for new we are searching for you wasted angel waiting us at the bridge crawling for our thoughts calling for our dreams over mourning water we are lost we are lost in our dreams we are going away we are travelling again we are searching for new we are searching for you we are travelling for you	Waiting the dawn We're waiting the dawn over ruined cities walking in your inner wastelands wasted in our dreams walking in our dreams the sun will rise again on your wasted dreams the sun will rise again
Explicit Losers
(strumentale)
*Big Mama Russia*
Earth is pierced by your bombs tanks has fired to the plebs no more place for the tombs rotten corpses in the streets mothers raped in the streets while you laugh at their screams So this is your Big Mama Russia blood red painted by the blood of her sons your Big Mama Russia blood is flowing from your hands falling from cutted throat So this is your blood red painted Big Mama Russia this is your blood red Russia blood red painted by the blood of her sons your Big Mama Russia Deportation obliteration you have killed another nation Deportate Obliterate how much nations can you hate
*Cooking Melons*
Eating red I have grown but people says I look like Eating red I have grown but people says I look like a prawn Now they’re taller Now they’re thinner Blinking lights Now they’re thinner Braining nights Void of madness Happiness Enjoy I’ve built two wings made of mud And now I find myself plenty of “too much” Now they’re taller Blinking lights Cooking melons Crushing apples Echoes Echoed mind Echoes raining from the sun Echoed mind Echoes are reflections of your mind Echoes raining Fresh winds Flesh pills Shrewd fellow Your elbow Pale grey on my way Cooking melons Crushing apples


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