Melonengelb

by Niedervolthoudini

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released June 17, 2016

Drums: Thomas von Volt.
Bass: Carl-John Hoffmann.
Vocals: Uli Himstedt II.
Synthesizer: MIDI robot.

Lyrics: Uli Himstedt II.

Recorded, mixed and mastered by Carl-John Hoffmann at Niedervolthoudini Studios, Hamburg.

All songs written and recorded 26-28 May 2016.

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Track Name: Chrom/Melonengelb
Chrom
Melonengelb
an der Wand
Melonengelb
Gangsterausdruck
im Gesicht
legale Wand
trotzdem Gangsterausdruck

Buchstaben
unleserlich
Kapuzenpulli
im Gesicht
dein Gesicht
erkennt man nicht

Chrom
Melonengelb
Fatcap
Melonengelb
Skinnycap
Melonengelb
auf den Ohren:
Trap!

Tornadorot
Melonengelb

We're at the casino, babe
play every game you want
we're at the casino, babe
don't you care how much it costs
don't you care how much it costs

I pay the chips
you throw them in
I know we'll win

Tornadorot
Sturmgrün
Pussy Pink
Melonen
Lipstick
Melonengelb
Saharabeige
Ockerbraun
Teerschwarz
Melonengelb
Felsengrau
Melonengelb
Neonpink
Melonengelb
Chrom
Klarlack
Melonengelb
Track Name: Nummer Eins
I meet you at the supermarket
all our products on the conveyor belt
you still speak so quietly
I got to interpret the movement of your lips

I understand you got a house
und’n Gartentor
und’n Carport mit’m Smart davor
but it could also mean
you’re visiting an aunt who lives by the sea

The shop assistant wants us to pay and leave
no more speak of green hoodies
you gotta and I gotta
and the dog is waiting in the car
und ich muss schnell zur Bahn
I’ll see you around
is that still your number?

Gotta go home and resume
filling out forms for the annual tax return

Nummer Eins
Nummer Eins

Wir verlassen die Kaufhalle
it’s getting fast
at the beach
on the hill
on the road
wir schnallen uns an
ziehen uns Schoner an

Wear that helmet!
We’re looking stupid, really
but if we slip
this could save our lives

It’s getting high

Auf der Wippe
auf der Klippe
auf der Aussichtsplattform
wear that parachute
tie the leash to your board
don’t shake too hard

Keep the balance
keep the change
keep the receipt
Track Name: Teenage Dream
Through the dirt
through the piss
no clues, but
some old, old, old feelings

Trains rush by
through the night
passengers, party crowd
loud sounds, neon lights
cold forgotten beds in the
old deserted flats

Freckles on a map
stretched out on the face
of a high school boy
high school girl

Noisy drunken shouting
red dots, black air
drags from cigarettes
stomachs growling
falafel to go
back on the road
a teenage dream
an adult’s sleep
falafel to go
Track Name: Stehende Welle
Aggression
analog
pressure
on the chest
Meisterwerke
Zufallsprodukte
Megaoutput
Burnout

Relevanz
Totentanz
Weltproblem
luckily far away
schönreden
schönsaufen
content becomes
stand-up comedy

Unterhaltungsprogramm
schalt es ab
Frequenzgang
in den eigenen vier Wänden

Stehende Welle
stehende Welle
stehende Welle
stehende Welle

Stehende Welle
stehende Welle
stehende Welle
stehende Welle

Stehende Welle
stehende Welle
stehende Welle
stehende Welle
Track Name: Live Resource
Everyone cut off a slice of me
how nice of me
put your knives on me
the leave me be
let me bleed
I need some privacy

I’ll leave you to it
I’ll let you feed
drink my blood, eat my flesh
I only need those bones
and the brain
the rest I’ll gain again
someday again

My work—your pleasure
I function best when under pressure
I fill those holes in the lives of yours
I formulate goals
I am your live resource
I formulate goals
I am your live resource
your live resource

Your live resource
your live resource
your live resource
your live resource
Track Name: Platform
On the platform
on the brink
on the way to see the sun
in another
state of mind
mind the gap
mind the crap
mind your own fucking business

I’m on my way
to do what for
centuries has been
the subject of my dreams

And I stand
and I freeze
and I shake
like in a horrifying dream

And the floor
sticks to my feet
rendering me
unable to move
I thought I was close
but I’m not
only just
only just

A distracting phone call
Track Name: Rookie
Walk back
with the feathers
hanging from your scalp, rookie
you aimed too high
now the shame is on your side
walk through the swamp
the mud’ll stick to your limbs forevermore

Bow bow bow
bow bow bow
bow bow bow
bow bow bow
bow bow bow
with your head low
kill the floor
kiss the boot
they’ll tear you out the ground
without the root
throw you on a truck
and let you rot
on the longest transport
Track Name: Paneburromarmellata
Citrus fruit on the horizon
pedal to the metal
tiny speakers blare

Paneburromarmellata
italo disco, motherfucker
Paneburromarmellata
italo disco, motherfucker

Olive trees on the horizon
pizza, pasta, antipasti
calendars with pin-up girls

Paneburromarmellata
italo disco, motherfucker
Paneburromarmellata
italo disco
italo disco, motherfucker

coffee, red wine
coffee, red wine

Flatlands
hills
mountains
glaciers
mountains
hills
flatlands

Pane … burro … CHHHKKRRRRR

Italo disco radio
gets lost in the noise
can’t find the signal

This ain’t no coffee
this ain’t no pasta
welcome to Bavaria

Paneburromarmellata
italo disco, motherfucker
Paneburromarmellata
italo disco, motherfucker
Paneburromarmellata
italo disco, motherfucker
Paneburromarmellata
italo disco
italo disco
italo disco
Track Name: Toast
Es wird ganz leicht im Kopf
der Raum kippt zur Seite
es riecht nach Toast