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Conspiranoid EP

by Mortal Wombat

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1.
No coast 02:26
When I stare by the window I can see the concrete sea The enormous city where I always lived And I wonder if it’s the place where I wanna be No east, no west No peace, no rest No waves, no boards No surf, no coast This ain´t L.A, this ain´t N.Y. I complain, I don´t know why When I want to watch the sea I take the tram to Parla Beach
2.
Mike wakes up at 5 a.m. Drives 30 miles everyday Works from sunrise to sunset Earning money that will never be enjoyed Work is dignity, says Mike (But) He´s a fucking stakhanovite Talk shit ´bout those who don´t work Snitches if someone does something wrong Mike, think about it, There´s a life beyond your job And you won´t inherit the world By working for someone
3.
May Day 01:50
The stick beats the head A spurt of blood begins to flow Among the crowd The leader is not safe anymore After all those betrayals You got what you deserved That tissue´s getting bloody red (oh yeah!) After all those betrayals You got what you deserved It´s seems you really wanna yell Mayday, mayday, mayday Mayday, mayday, mayday People shout The fellow is a heavy-weight An emergency call Because his flight is losing height After all those betrayals You got what you deserved That tissue´s getting bloody red (oh yeah!) After all those betrayals You got what you deserved It´s seems you really wanna yell: May Day, May Day, May Day May Day, May Day, May Day
4.
Grip 00:39
God (God) Give me more grip (give him more grip) To grab my sticks (to grab his sticks) My butter hands don´t help Please (please) Give me more grip (give him more grip) To grab my sticks (to grab his sticks) So they won´t fly over their heads Give me more grip (give him more grip) Give me more grip (give him more grip)
5.
With a ball in the hand Ringing the bells at my friends´ Stones, bottles or sweaters Were the posts of our goals Scratched knees and bruises Matches with no referees Waste grounds or lonely streets Were the stadiums of our league Games lasted till dusk Blew the final whistle Scratched knees and bruises Matches with no referees
6.
Conspiranoid 02:22
Were the aliens who did this to me? Was Osama really thrown to the sea? Who the fuck drew that shit in the fields? Is the CIA behind everything? How the hell that pyramid was built? And what about that attack to the twins? I´m trying to answer these questions My friends tell me that I´m becoming a… Conspiranoid I need to fill this void Conspiranoid And blame the reptiloids Aliens and Americans Bilderberg and saurians They all are to blame Maybe they are the same I´m not sure if that´s the truth But it works for me (and for you) To explain good and evil Taking the easiest way

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released January 18, 2017

Grabado, mezclado y masterizado por La Ruidosa Producciones en octubre y noviembre de 2016.
Artwork: Marceline.
Karlitos "Rude Pride": voces en "Conspiranoid".
Gracias a Nacho por dejarnos la batería para la grabación.

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