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Taxi co.

Taxi co.

Budapest, 2010.

 

Playground Records stúdió, A38

 

Basszusgitár, bőgő: Heigl László

Billentyűs hangszerek: Vízvárdi András

Dob, vokál: Bubnó Márk

Ének: Nagy Dániel

Gitár: Csaba Tamás

 

Közreműködtek:

 

Asiama Evelyn - ének a "Remind me"-ben
Hargitai 'SkaPeti' Péter - trombita a "Shout"-ban és "Az élet szép"-ben
Rishko Roman - harsona "Az élet szép"-ben
Sélley Szabolcs- szaxofon "Az élet szép"-ben
Bubnó Lőrinc - gitár a "Remind me"-be

Radnóczi "Bobby" András - basszusgitár a "Dream"-ben és az "On the way"-ben

Kárpáti Gábor - zongora a "Dream"-ben

 

Felvételvezető - Németh Márton
Keverés, master - Kondor 'Párizs' Péter
Producer - Bubnó Lőrinc, Pásztor Sámuel
Fotó - Fazekas Kristóf, Kondor Lajos
Borító - Kondor Lajos

 

Köszönet:
Nagy "BONNEVILEE" Sándor
Matis Edit
Sebastian Haase
Bíró Tamás
A38

 

Külön köszönet családainknak, barátainknak, és mindenkinek, aki segített.

1. 400

She set sails alone and without me
My hopes’ on the rope, they’re out to see
The less I deserved her the more I proved to be the best inquiry
I don’t care for hysteria
Fiction, fact, mysteria
The only thing I know’s she’s gone and she’s my paragon

I’ve had her hard, I’ve had her easy, all across town
I try to keep me up but she keeps wearing me down

My friends keep saying: you have had her
My friends keep saying: you have had her
400 times

I say we learn the hard way as adults
That men are judged by their results
And all you ladies by your virtues still, that’s the way I feel

In my land of art playing hard was never easy
Try to stop the dice but now it’s all in my face

My friends keep saying: you have had her
My friends keep saying: you have had her
400 times

2. wide asleep

Leave, smile, turn !
Mine fades like I should know something
I pray I’m wrong, you bet I am!
Just whisper!
Found the card on your desk
My mind is jammed.

And the rain-clouds gather around my head
Now I’m the only one who soaks in the sunshine
She’s out: „You should stay! – it’s a girls‘ night.“

Call to heaven, have I lost my pride and my baby
Lost my baby! Kick, turn, toss, scream!
Instead of sleeping, I can’t get the truth from you…

So lone in need by desperate lies
Or simple facts, I can’t think clear anymore
You never smoked and you always called
And now you even ditch me on the weekends
You can’t explain your transfer
You’re never in the mood
And I became the party-fool.

And the rain-clouds gather around my head
Now I’m the only one who lost in the crowd
She’s out: „You should stay! – it’s a girls‘ night.“

Call to heaven, have I lost my pride and my baby
Lost my baby! Kick, turn, toss, scream!
Instead of sleeping, I can’t get the truth from you…

And the rain-clouds gather around my head
Now I’m the only one who soaks in the sunshine
She’s out: „You should stay! – it’s a girls‘ night.“

Call to heaven, have I lost my pride and my baby
Lost my baby! Kick, turn, toss, scream!
Instead of sleeping, I can’t get the truth from you…

3. shout

Another morning I well could be snoring
Boring brick-clad dreams exploring
Instead I’m in the pouring rain I’m rolling
Soaking high-way landscape roaming
 
Restless I ponder, a bridge drawing over
A town so close yet far from nowhere
Sightless a bower, short of a clover
Just a slug and no revolver
 
Just with a shout!
I shriek my heart away 
Just with a shout!
I’ll blow my pride away
 
A moment stretching out in time
To be ever green, frozen, sublime
A moment stretching out in time
To be ever green, frozen, sublime
Beauty’s truth, truth is beauty
 
At the third rooster an atheist mutters
A faithless foster pater-noster
Icy-rain cluster, chasing a hustler
A moment found and gained and lost her
 
Just with a shout!
I shriek my heart away 
Just with a shout!
I’ll blow my pride away
 
A moment stretching out in time
To be ever green, frozen, sublime
A moment stretching out in time
To be ever green, frozen, sublime
Beauty’s truth, truth is beauty
 
A moment stretching out in time
To be ever green, frozen, sublime
A moment stretching out in time
To be ever green, frozen, sublime
Beauty’s truth, truth is beauty
 
And the rain is still pouring…

4. fathers lost

Deep inside the darkest evening losing sleep
Are you born indeed?
And light’s shed on the cradle wall
 
Did you listen to the teaching
Did you understand the faces
When they gave the answers?
 
In the window you wave
Good bye!
And your father’s away
 
At the start-out
The table helps you do the first steps
Hold on to the air
Go foreward a land-mile
 
Keep your pace, go in peace!
I’ll hold your memory within
Did we all have our fathers lost?
No matter the cost, I will find my way
 
All along I held on
More serious
My face to the world
 
I’m Mr. Right in the traffic jam
Don’t think about you
I’m satisfied
 
It’s ten past two and I’ve been expecting you
I got everything
Blondy curl in the backseat sitting
 
Deep inside the darkest evening
Losing sleep, I got everything
Am I grown indeed
And light’s shed on the cradle wall
 
Keep your pace, go in peace!
I’ll hold your memory within
Did we all have our fathers lost?
No matter the cost, I will find my way

5. on the way

Raidin the squad, spit a spot to the callin
Full blazin hot, matter not, and theyre rollin
Last space in the trunk and boot, were stashin venture all in
Less mess better drunken dood, ye acidic decodin

High tide under neat, nippy my sky
Might hide from a lull, teal like a fast kite
Time now, let your fist off the cast die
Right light is a mist as a last site

Slam van door, pop in the motor
Pickling doe and then hopin for more tar
Flip a cent, see, and drop to the loader
Keep a vent, speed, and sprinkle water / it colder

Foolhardy tyres, takin em for tune
Rule body, lend your ghost to the fortune
Teller fellow, cellar dweller, copper off a cartoon
Passin hiker, fascinator, comin for a far tune

Raid on the way - whirl about and drift away
Prayed to obey - open impulse, would lead me somedy
Raid on the way - Snap out and fire away
Make for a getaway - Rootless life will deem me someday

Foolhardy tyres, takin em for tune
Rule body, lend your ghost to the fortune
Teller fellow, cellar dweller, copper off a cartoon
Passin hiker, fascinator, comin for a far tune

Slam van door, pop in the motor
Pickling doe and then hopin for more tar
Flip a cent, see, and drop to the loader
Keep a vent, speed, and sprinkle water / it colder

Raid on the way - whirl about and drift away
Prayed to obey - open impulse, would lead me somedy
Raid on the way - Snap out and fire away
Make for a getaway - Rootless life will deem me someday

Raid on the way - whirl about and drift away
Prayed to obey - open impulse, would lead me somedy
Raid on the way - Snap out and fire away
Make for a getaway - Rootless life will deem me someday

Esteemless raidin on the way
Midday blazin, driftin away
Witty, suckin fortune wont reject me someday

Raid on the way - whirl about and drift away
Prayed to obey - open impulse, would lead me somedy
Raid on the way - Snap out and fire away
Make for a getaway - Rootless life will deem me someday

Raid on the way - whirl about and drift away
Prayed to obey - open impulse, would lead me somedy
Raid on the way - Snap out and fire away
Make for a getaway - Rootless life will deem me someday

6. cab

…and just a little third gear, up at 60 that’s where we wanna be…
 
alright fellows, here’s a story about me and what I do, my life and job, well that’s just my cab in which the city I roll, the streets I stroll, the ladies I treat, and some of my most distinguished learned collegues, pretty much assholes as it turns out – howya doin there?
So, you know I got the house, painted green, fence is white, the cab’s a lease, the dog’s the best, the job’s the rest, and my fair-robin Jewish marriage counsellor once a week. Things can’t be that bad, ya tell me, I know, I know…
Watcha head, friend and we’re on the road!
 
Roumour has it that taxi-drivers are charming people anyway, ya see, ‘cos ya can’t just face on spit it out: „Dick! Just gimme your cash!“ Preferance holds some backyard manouvering for high tips as well as occasional care-treatment on the metre.
Some say it’s out of recreation.
 
But perhaps you’ve realised yourself, creation hasn’t been good to us all, wanna see some real white trash?! Thrash and smash to cash the hash, alright, that’s Marshall talking, but he’s got a point on cops, it’s true, some should really wear a warning sign: corruption label, means don’t try! But try it straight and honest and all, against the wind, standing tall, the love of a touching government watching but nevertheless, shuttle-service in the city is available 15 hours of the day, including house-calls, from Mondays to Saturdays. Just remember to call 422 „Cab ride“
 
Cab ride – it’s just my cab ride – I’ll take you down
The world’s gone into transit. See, that’s the thing, they wanted transe, now all we got is temporary. But really, who would take that on today, confess to heal then run away down south maybe, I bet they got room as now we’re out of any, don’t even make one bit of a difference now, hey how about a tip, man?!
 
And now they say Obama’s the shit! Bush is gone, the troubles stay. Now I don’t wanna sound too dramatic and stuff, but we feel that’s all there’s left for us is just queuing at the hot-dog stand – I don‘t even wanna think too much, let’s just get back to work, get back to work!
 
And whatever you gotta see’s on the street, lifestyle‘s here, just watch and read the rush, the kill, the fans, the kids and nevertheless, shuttle-service in the city is available 15 hours of the day, including house-calls, from Mondays to Saturdays. Just remember to call 422 „Cab ride“
 
Cab ride – it’s just my cab ride – I’ll take you down

7. dream

Sailors with the sun, waters show their want before
The one believes that hes decieved, the trip reaches the sun

All gone, silver blade flash on his face, his fingers trace to feel the gun
Strictly none, resist the true to make it through the day

Feathers set, my wings improve and prove a fellow way, i keep away
Still the distance wanna seize my sense before too late, i dream awake

Burn along the reed, the altitude will breath the smoke
It seems to me, my will reforms still beneath

All we need is a lunar stream we all adore im going for the lead
Nearly me, pull the anchor, fill the sails today

Feathers set, my wings improve and prove a fellow way, i keep away
Still the distance wanna seize my sense before too late, i dream awake

Feathers set, my wings improve and prove a fellow way, i keep away
Still the distance wanna seize my sense before too late, i dream awake

I dream awake - now keep away, now you see me dream awake
I dream awake - now keep away, now you see me dream awake
I dream awake
I dream awake

8. little prince

Hello! He said
I come from a far-far planet
I look to a life here
Is there anybody here to welcome me?
 
I want to love
His suit and cloak were like a halo too
So I said I’d always be there
There ain’t much more a fox could do
 
Am I home? He said. Am I home?
 
It feels like a hole, you comfort my hope
You feel like no one else, it feels like love!
 
Then he came to sit closer(Waiting all my - )
I said I’m too young for this kind of trust( - life, to find)
He said: well then I’ll be true for both of us(The will of the serpent, the kiss and the rose)
And they’ll see you through my eye(The lead of my road)
 
Am I home? He said. Am I home?
 
It feels like a hole, you comfort my hope
You feel like no one else, it feels like love!
 
This world is not for me 
I believe in things they’ve long forgotten
I can’t see my ending, somewhere waiting for me
He said: I’ll fly once again!
 
It feels like a hole, you comfort my hope
You feel like no one else, it feels like love!
 
Good-bye! He said
I’m off to a far-far planet
Forgiveness’ still light years away
The Prince looks back once again

9. soul pendulum

The face of the clock counting off a minute
Changes your luck and now there is less in it.
So kiss your sweet midnight before morning falls in
Afternoon will hold on tight till late of evening closes in
 
Solos get the walkway and if that heartbeat comes to end
To save the faith of many all my keys are there to lend
Don’t hear the slam of doors ahead or cry-wolves in my way
I’ll stop and open mine instead and I’ll be okay,
Walk in my boots then and learn to stand the next day
 
See, some of us wanna fly so much they’ll soon believe they can
But so many steps are there yet to be taken
So when you choose new dancing shoes and you’re brave to walk the line
You find that all the tools of God will guard the fools’ adventures through
The night, the soul pendulum will set in right
 
Hill after hill, valley after valley
(Bringing) turn after joy, treating lady after lady
Years are to follow seeing party after party
Meeting face after face till the end of my days
 
Solos get the walkway and if that heartbeat comes to end
To save the faith of many all my keys are there to lend
Don’t hear the slam of doors ahead or cry-wolves in my way
I’ll stop and open mine instead and I’ll be okay,
Walk in my boots then and learn to fly the next day
 
Hill after hill, valley after valley
(Bringing) turn after joy, treating lady after lady
Years are to follow seeing party after party
Meeting face after face till the end of my days
 
Solos get the walkway and if that heartbeat comes to end
To save the faith of many all my keys are there to lend
Don’t hear the slam of doors ahead or cry-wolves in my way
I’ll stop and open mine instead and I’ll be okay,
Walk in my boots then and learn to fly the next day
 
Hill after hill, valley after valley
(Bringing) turn after joy, treating lady after lady
Years are to follow seeing party after party
Meeting face after face till the end of my days
 
Solos get the walkway and if that heartbeat comes to end
To save the faith of many all my keys are there to lend
Don’t hear the slam of doors ahead or cry-wolves in my way
I’ll stop and open mine instead and I’ll be okay,
Ready to breathe and ready to wake the day
 

10. az élet szép

Elindult a sétapálca kaptatókon, meredeken
Öngyújtó, bőrönd meg a fél világ ma elfér a kezemben
        
Mer aszontad már annyira menni akarsz
De maradtál, hát én megyek
Utólértem a görkorislányt
És díszdobozba gyűjtöm a leveket

Már félig üres a konyakos üveg
Konga-tánc a színpadon
A tömegben kószál a becsületem
Én is loptam az életem de visszaadom

Az élet szép az élet szépnek lát
Ma velem táncol az egész világ
Lábam botladozva éppen hazatalál
Az ágyban otthon senki se vár

Tudod az a lány már máshova jár
Mást csinál és én élvezem
Borotvahabbal a gólyabál
Csak a tüdőm szólt, hogy kicsit öregszem

Az élet szép az élet szépnek lát
Ma velem táncol az egész világ
Lábam botladozva éppen hazatalál
Az ágyban otthon senki se vár

Erre inni kell, szavamra menni kell
Ma még szívem énekel de mindenki máshova néz
Ezernyi pillanat a széles ég alatt beér
Balga öntudat, a nirvánával ez is felér

Meredten bámulnak a levetett ruhák
Az autóban izzad ez a szar meleg
S ha lejárt nálad a bérletem is
La vita e bella baby, ég veled !

Az élet szép az élet szépnek lát
Ma velem táncol az egész világ
Lábam botladozva éppen hazatalál
Az ágyban otthon senki se vár

Erre inni kell, szavamra menni kell
Ma még szívem énekel de mindenki máshova néz
Ezernyi pillanat a széles ég alatt beér
Balga öntudat, a nirvánával ez is felér

Erre inni kell, szavamra menni kell
Ma még szívem énekel de mindenki máshova néz
Ezernyi pillanat a széles ég alatt beér
Balga öntudat, a nirvánával ez is felér

Az élet szép az élet szépnek lát
Ma velem táncol az egész világ
Lábam botladozva éppen hazatalál
Az ágyban otthon senki se vár

11. remind me

It’s a right day to take a moment around 
Would you care to take me on?
Will you hold on?
Each time the wind blows us cold
 
And all the people that are standing around
They make us so much alike, we’re just being alive
May the sun always be in your face
And the wind in your back
 
Liyaduduma Gqum-Gqum
Imanz’impahla yam’
Chapha-chapha imvula
Imanz’impahla yam’
  
That enchanted expression on your face
There truly are no friends feeling down today
And I guess there’s no downside to playing my life away
For the game is you and I choose to play
 
And all the people that are standing around 
Now they’re so much alike, we’re all so much alike
May the sun always be in your face
And the wind in your back
 
Liyaduduma Gqum-Gqum
Imanz’impahla yam’
Chapha-chapha imvula
Imanz’impahla yam’

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