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China Shipping

by Bastard Disco

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1.
Sophia 03:11
Sophia Wake Automatically Same as you do Take what you Want from me I’m here for you I’m here Cause you invented me I’m here I’m yours And when you fall asleep My heart will beat like yours like yours Those Who invented me Mean, weak, low Fear When they can not hear Heartbeats When close When close To me You invented me I’m here I’m yours And when you fall asleep My eyes are closed As yours As your
2.
Future Crimes I’m allowed to go in all directions I’m allowed to roam, but not too far I’m allowed to grow to different spaces Just not for long But never ask Never ask a question It’s the same parade we’re marching every day Everyday I see their faces And those faces are all the same It’s the same parade we’re marching every day It’s the same parade we’re marching every day I’m allowed to close myself at home To lock the door With the key they gave me A single man, in my own cell, I stand and stare But never ask Never ask a question It’s the same parade we’re marching every day Everyday I see their faces And those faces are all the same It’s the same parade we’re marching every day It’s the same parade we’re marching every day Imagine us in a stolen car Driving fast towards the dawn We left this town our holograms And got away with list of future crimes
3.
A Time Traveller Raindrop falls on A burning match Always when It’s the last one Irritated I put a cigarette back And speed up In a direction well-known Friday night It's raining heavily There might be a flood Still the place Would be full There’s nothing else to do in this Town anyway Going in, through the crowd. I pick a new matchbox And wait in line To refill my time machine With rum Here comes The sudden sense Of something going on There’s something wrong The place is the same And the music’s on But songs I’ve never heard before Play all night long Once killed butterfly May cause Drastic changes in our world - You’d return and see How fascists win elections A raindrop falls on an envelope Blurs the address - And it’s lost One will have her tables turned And one would wander Like a ghost Or was it wrong, To help your daddy date your mom To help your granny fight a war To help sir paul with couple words? Where would you go? Where do we go from here? It’s hard to recall the names, Hard to remember faces In this crowd They look the same Who would care? Bartender Wipes the glass And laughs at me Says “Rum's never been served In here” I look around And ask some guy About this venue’s name And well, yeah, Strangers look like strangers And all the places look the same Till Fortune makes Them all talk latin Pretty mean She smiles at me Where do we go from here? Where would you go?
4.
Clear! 02:21
Clear! Ain't no fun to fight In a newly opened bar ain't no fun to fight, When you’re the only doc in the god-damn block All night long All night long Mother I can't drink no more But I keep going Charge, clear, nothing Recharge, clear, nothing Charge, Clear,nothing Again and again Charge, clear, nothing Recharge, clear nothing Over and over 20 hours a day Not anymore Mother I can't drink anymore All night long All night long Mother I can't drink no more But i keep going All night long All night long Mother I can't drink no more But I keep going
5.
Shining Confidence We sail away into the bright non-gluten future I’m sitting with a glass of vegan vine on upper deck On our way to Betterland I try to be a better man So when we sailed along the plastic island I almost cared On our way to Betterland Concrete, stainless steel and glass There’s corporate iceberg right ahead My captain! Whatever may come, my lad, Whatever we expect ahead Whatever may come, my son, Stand and pray! We’re gonna smash it down! We’ll do it in our fathers way We’re gonna smash it down! Stand and pray! In our fathers way! ...Stand And pray... ...Stand And pray… For social lifts and lower rent For holidays in Emirates For extra pack of cigarettes And better days Girl, I love the way you wear Your plastic smile with little dress And boy, I love the way you talk To her with fake italian accent Whatever may come, my lad, Whatever we expect ahead Whatever may come, my son, Stand and pray! We’re gonna smash it down! We’ll do it in our fathers way We’re gonna smash it down! Stand and pray! Shining confidence, vodka spirit and in bad need of a shave, The captain moved on whistling the old disco polo tune, About a dude being a bartender at the dancing… "like our fathers did..." - i thought and took a sip. The wine was not that bad, if you ask me.
6.
Ministry of Self-Defence The city’s burning red In ministry of self-defence I’m hiding armed with a slice of pizza And a pack of cigarettes I turned the TV off And drew the curtains Red light spreads on walls The room glows like brothel I turned the TV off And got off the couch It’s time to pack your bag And charge the torch! If tomorrow brings a flood You’d see my poker face Michael sings we got to make This world a better place If tomorrow brings a flood We’re going to the outer space We’ll make a space a better place For human race Only I turned the TV off And drew the curtains Red light spreads on walls The room glows like brothel I turned the TV off And got off the couch It’s time to pack your bag And charge a torch! On and on, on and on It’s getting better On and on, on and on It can’t get no worse, yeah? We are reaching supervoid! We are reaching supervoid! I turned the TV off And drew the curtains Red light spreads on walls The room glows like brothel I turned the TV off And got off the couch It’s time to pack your bag And charge a torch! On and on, on and on!
7.
Games of Patriots Who would expect White men kidnapped Thrown to the land They hate so bad Thrown out to gutters To the ruins To the sand Are they prepared to interact To demonstrate some class and tact To make us proud of represent On their way back To motherland? We’ll witness journey From the city to the sea We'll follow voyage, Adventures overseas “There are no borders for the ones Who were born free” It’s season one, lay back And here comes the first scene Who would expect To see white man Being fed By swarthy hand In the city with no embassy or aid Who would expect To see white man Being treated as a threat In a shipwreck In a camp In a place not signed on map We’ll witness journey From the city to the sea We'll follow voyage, Adventures overseas There are no borders For the ones who drown at sea It’s season two, lay back And here comes the first scene Our heroes Look better On TV screen Our heroes On TV screen
8.
Sink or Swim 04:24
Sink or Swim After all one Steps on the shore Take a breath And feel secure After all one Called long gone Knocks at the parent's Doors In a cold world We were told To remain the same Cold There’s been a hole - it’s gone now There’s been a wound - it’s gone After all we've covered Distance all alone After all one Says “i’m done” Takes his gloves off And heads back home After all one Says “i’m done” Drops the mask And cries “my dear, I lied for too long” There’s been a hole - it’s gone now There’s been a wound - it’s gone After all we've covered Distance all alone As we are widows As we’re unloved My grace I learned There is no “enough” I’ve grown and joined The ancient cult As we are sons We’re raised to fight To fall in the mud On your behalf I’ve grown and joined The ancient cult I am with you But we’re Still alone All alone
9.
B-side Son 02:23
B-side son Bought for a song I am the son From the b-side I was born On a planet turned into a shopping mall That day I got so worried They’re gonna send me back But we don't need no reason to be sad I was born so bored I was born so tired I was born in a shopping mall And there I will die I was born into this world The day when Jackson died He became the richest dead I took a breath and cried That day I got so worried And I dressed myself in black But we don't need no reason to be sad We are the children of boredom In the Melancholy Land As I woke up I looked around My mother smoked and dad was out Where was the closest bar I asked But mum just heard me crying I was born so bored I was born so tired I was born in a shopping mall And there I will die

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Recorded and mixed by Marcin Klimczak at Mustache Ministry Studio
Music: Bastard Disco, Lyrics: Yuri Kasyanenko

Published by Bastard Disco & Antena Krzyku

LP|CD available on www.antenakrzyku.pl

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released May 3, 2019

Bastard Disco are:
Kamil Fejfer (guitar)
Marek Kamiński (drums)
Paweł Cholewa (bas)
Yuri Kasianenko (vocals)

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Bastard Disco Warsaw, Poland

Polish/Ukrainian alternative rock band from Warsaw inspired by alternative rock, post-hardcore and post-punk acts from the 90's.

Our third LP will be released in April 2022.

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