when sun comes out organ by philipp quehenberger...: .

put a red lipstick on my little lip
for you recognize me underneath my twiddle wig
through the stereotype rhythm a voice say „what’s up, chick?“

poppy rolly billy boshy prrpalapalipylipy
in my hairdo grow a window grow a wisdom wicket
through the undergrowth a voice say „what’s up in the thicket“

AND WHEN SUN COMES OUT
A SUPERSONIC SOUND
YOU NEVER HEARD SUCH SOUND
WHEN SUN COMES OUT
dp dp dp dp
through the wardrobe door i hear a little melody
through the wardrobe door i hear a little melody.y.y.y.y.y.y
WHEN SUN COMES OUT
YOU NEVER HEARD SUCH SOUND
WHEN SUN COMES OUT
A SUPERSONIC SOUND
YOU NEVER HEARD SUCH SOUND
WHEN SUN COMES OUT
WHEN SUN COMES OUT

 

lack of the key

heau - you ’re super fishy
real out of key
plastic money
one lost it, we found it
let us go now forever and never come back
our trip to the bottom
lack of the key
well
muscle muscles
you sons of the beauteous dawn
you are the sweetest things
but empty like butter
i’m singing all night long
the song that will make you moan
lick up the butter and stick around
stick around

most are gonna stop.. don’t stop the war
most are gonna stop.. don’t stop the war

 

where the hell is dj fett ?

i trog den peavey down
i trog die mustang down
i trog den sac du merde: down.
i trog mein’ body up
i trog eich alle up
i like it – it’s my job.
• •

step with us / scat with us / right off the bat / let it swell / ferocious cat / where the hell / is dj fett
thhh?
hey - i shoot the breeze - here is it – a breeze
• •

you don’t have an itch / to use the pitch / i got astray / dizzy spell / out of my way / where the hell / Is dj
fett?
hey .... i’m breezy
heyey i breathe.

 

shuguang derhunt solo

 

shenzhou with carla bozulich, philipp quehenberger + frog-orchestre

 

tighter feat. P.Q.

 

tighten

we gave a lot of tearsalt
to mikedi-makedi matter
my lady has a mustache
so much the better
we’re ready to turn the tv down
we’re ready to turn the paper down
we’re ready to turn the neighbour down
we’re ready to t t t t t t t t t
i had it with a soup – illegal soup
my head is like a soup – a lethal soup
we landed in the soup – a legal soup
poop scooper loop – at one fell swoop.
they write quite a load of news
while i dream a dream of you
while i licky licky dream of youuuuuuuuuuu

while we are waiting the house is burning down.
while we are waiting the house is burning down.

 

changzheng

 

fremder hingepisst heinz k aus h meint:

was das ist... das weiss ich nich
hi ngepisst worden
und das darf nicht sein
das ist die ursache zu der ganze scheisse
und allen pipapo
und allen pipapo, nicht?
und pipao und pipapo
und tatütata
mal hü mal hott mal hott mal hüü
mal soundsoundsoo
und äh meistens sind ja äh: fremde hier
fremde glaub ich nicht denn die waren das nicht die sind instruiert
maln fremder gekommen – schwarz, wuschlkopf
den krach den sie da hören: ist der fremde hier
alson fremder hier mit schlüssel
ein fremder und mm das mädchen hier
da sind zwei fremde hier
es waren also fremde hier und drei fremde hier sind, wenn nicht sogar vier
da sind aber fremde die sich da duschen
fremde hier, ich wiederhole: fremde hier, zwei oder drei fremde
vermutlich nur fremde
das ist doch ääh: scheisse
krach krach riesen krach
dauernd krach im hause
2 min ganz kurz laute musik
und dann wieder abgedreht
also da stimmt doch auch was nicht
die welt ist voller lügen. es könnte alles so schön sein auf diesem stern
aber die menschen sind so saublöd das gibt’s überhaupt nicht

 

daddy was a girl i liked________<<<< video

first symptom: discomfort in swallowing, or: stiffning of the jaw.
“leather, leather, pearl, pearl“ said papa; daddy said: “rub my pearl“

scrub with soap + running water
voda voda.
daddy d_d_d_daddy
daddy was a girl i liked
daddy was a girl with a pearl
daddy was a girl i liked.
uuuh

 

the songs name

this rhythm is shit
just can’t get on with it
to boot the bass is dropped
where now dammit was the stop?

we sing along with moon
slightly out of tune
we knock along with rain
and now: a refrain

AIN’T NO refrain
BECAUSE IT won’t come back again
AND THAT is the songs name
EACH BAR got eleven beats
AIN’T NO MUSIC but mathematics
THE WHOLE SONG is a mistake
HERE COMES something like a break
(dopedopedopedope ddd dopedopedopedope ddd
dopedopedopedope ddd dopedopedopedope ddd)
now we can do this, take a breath
dd you’d look different, when close to death
but now we’re in that hutch, dd don’t play too much
dd don’t play too much - d_d_d_don’t play too much!!
now i add the guitar-line
already for the second time
i think it only fits
when you give it eleven hits
i sing sleazy
[derhunt]: i sing pretty smart
[dd]: now we’re used to that
let’s do the howling part.
(howl)

 

steve le postla in mostar / bosnia herzegovina a statue of bruce lee was unveiled on nov. 26, 2005 (on bruces 65th birthday) as a sign against ethnical conflicts in that region. steve le postla stole a part of the bronze to help his girlfriend who has been injured by a mine::

you know you know i’m steve le postla
i put my money in the toaster
i put you know what in the toaster...
fee.
you know i took it to the coasta
to meet da girl i like uh mosta
you know that girl (from Mostar) lost a...
knee.
now hell none of us ain’t no kung-fu star
once we start drinking sure we won’t stop
and who can hold more – girl or postla?...
she.
° ° ° °
she is the girl i am the postla
we’re lying boozy close the toaster
and in the toaster: money for the most of a new...
knee.
now girly merely burly boaster
said: „listen pink punk postla –
we better take a knee from the bronze statue of bruce..... lee.“
bronze lee, bronze lee, bronze lee.

 

 

loss mei hen in ruah

kummt da hermann, kummt daher und beisst en weana ins waalboa • und da weana faungt zum pläan au, kaun nimma raalfoan. seine heana sant kleana und sei klane is so a foi • und da hermann geht mim weana seina klanen in heanastoi, jo.

nur da wimma woa gschwinda, der lossat si sowos net gfoin. und da wimma vaschwindt aa mit der klanen im heanastoi.

loss mein hen in ruah (4x)

 

dust in my zimmer

oh if i meet today my best bosom friend
i’m gonna be delighted and i’ll give him my hand
i give him silver finger
i give him golden ring
and all the dust i collected in my zimmer
i give him too.
° ° ° °
and if i meet my boss - i won’t gather no moss - i won’t give him my hand
ain’t got no boss - (and that’s not a big loss) - and i ain’t got no hand
(hmm) i gave my hand to my best bosom friend
and like the devil likes the dust i like to dance without a faust and past eleven there’s a bus a bus a buzz a buzz a buhuhuzzzzzz
huuuuuuuu

 

das stück

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_______bulbul: bulbul album #6 [exile on mainstream EOM036] [2008]

 

                   
 

again with raumschiff engelmayr, derhunt, ddkern. we were thinging & sinking about being locked in the locker,

guest appearances by: carla bozulich, philipp quehenberger, martin zrost, richard klammer........drawings by kati heck.

engineered by ollmann at feedback studio 1, produced by patrick pulsinger...

mastered by martin siewert at motone sound services, vienna

CD on EXILE ON MAINSTREAM !$* ••••• _________ limited 12" out on ROCK IS HELL

 

 

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