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EL INQUILINO COMUNISTA

Compañía:Radiation RecordsFecha:1993
Productor:El Inquilino ComunistaDuración:40:24Tipo:L.P.
Pistas:
  1. Brick (instrumental)
  2. Brains colapse
  3. Charlotte says
  4. Domestic lies
  5. Angels hearts
  6. Die shanta
  7. Moonwalk
  8. Two side colour
  9. (J.M.)
  10. The fall
  11. For you (with sonic eyes)
  12. Shot song
Recorded & mixed at "Le chalet", Bourdeaux
By Thierry Duvigneu & Jean Marc.
Sub- Production Thierry Duvigneu.
Art design "Les perriers"
All songs by "El Inquilino Comunista"
Lirics on "Angels hearts": Adrian A. & Santi
Lirics on "Two side colour" & "Brains colapse": Santi & Elisabeth
"El Inquilino Comunista" is: Javi, Juan, Alvaro, Santi.


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Brains colapse

Shot's to fast should see what's like
Branch & concrete angels are falling with fire back dropping
On top of your head it's hard to forget they're calling you there
Old regret's trapped insets in little paper bags
So in your seeping gravel bed, twilight open ear
It's so hard to hear
It's killing me..... But I'm pressing till park
Ain't got you tied
I'm bringing it back
It's on the way
And taking me back to hell

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Charlotte says

"I wanna kill these pain
It's making me insane"
She had to give away
Just because they say.
They thought it was rad
That she was doing hard staff
So she had to crash loud
Had to cut her veins out.
"I wanna kill my friends
They say they know what's good"
She had to cut her veins
She was as good as you.
"I wanna put them down
They say they know what's to do
What's good & what's bad"
She was best we had.
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Domestic lies

Think it's been the time that you get in fun
Think it's been the time that you settle me down
She cries, can't stand, she won't understand
Duff mouth it's not a fault. It's your turn
She can have it done fast & slow,
She's not wrong
Plugged up and see take the weird sit, now she's ill
        Running by        Don't look
        By myside          Let it go

Think it's been the time that you get in touch
Think it's been the time that you stay in the middle
She cries, can't stand, she won't understand
Duff mouth it's not a fault. It's your turn
Breathing in the taste try the soar side.
Your not wrong.
Strengthed her tongue and she claimed for more
Strengthed her tongue and she wanted more
        Running by        Don't look
        By myside          Let it go
& I'll stand while waiting
& I'll run, hard falling.


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Angels hearts

Lying on the road
Corpses from speed
Scream the pain
Rivers flow slowly dirt.
Cross the bridge of southern accents
Reads the skies of angels hearts
Desire is violence at the edge of dark
Love is rape
        & in their heads there's a pain
        something dark and hard to say
        feeling's more than just shame
        there's no more in vain
Roses are cut off not even grown
Black heart's calling for evil trains
They've kill the beauty to feed the darkness
There's no hope
Sunrise comes with the flowers gone
Fire will burn the sins of everybody's hell
Noise is a hole in the head's of hate
Love is rape
        & in their heads there's a pain
        something dark and hard to say
        feeling's more than just shame
        there's no more in vain
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Die shanta

Science's burning
Melted hot house
& ain't got you there
nodded drops, informer says
a guess in well, hey
thin lights burn, belly's there
& ain't got you there
stars calling
barefoot souldiers
come me way
in a side room hotel
I'm walking sick, walking air
& ain't got you there
fancy cars belly's there
I say it once again
See you're one more I hate to share
And this room smells like death
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Moonwalk

When satellite arrived, she went crazy
All in circle lines, half broke rock
The bitch goes to quick, I'm not ready
I'm getting sick, she's not pretty
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Two side colour

Two side colour
Bed's always wet
Turn the motor on
We're going somethere else
Hold those pieces inside your bed
Must be who bleed
Who pulled the trigger, it's a papers death
Two side colour dress.
Two side colour
One is on her head
The other is burning out
& pushing her away
Killing angles, it's a papers death
Must be who bleed
Shot drawn from heros from your head
We're going somewhere else
      (in beded corpses)
Back sit scider - she's there
Pushing hard thruth inside
Light is percil & blind
Colour blunded her mind
Looking throught the camera lents
One colour is hers the other is not there
So open up & just wait
To see it, to fee it, to raise it, it's death.
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The fall

We will, we will, follow
'cause I tripped in yours
So, don't turn back your manners
'cause I'm made in yours
Falling, falling, drinking, drawing
I tripped in yours.
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Shot song

I'm running you still
I'm praying you will
Corps lies, angels eyes
I'm running you still
I'm praying you will
Seven days and a night.

Letras picadas por Indi

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