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Excess ain't Success

by Angelo

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1.
I Wanna Live 03:54
Climbing the walls got nothing to do Clock is ticking, life’s too slow I wanna go where you never sleep I want action all the time Got a dead man’s hand and time is out of reach I don’t want your pity, I want to live Don’t stop me now when I’m going to the city Got a deathwish and a bum’s dream Living my life on the line I want action all the time Got a dead man’s hand and time is out of reach I don’t want your pity, I want to live I wanna, I wanna, wanna live I wanna, I wanna, wanna live I wanna live Skulking the closed bars at night I find some action, I cling too tight Used to live by government’s decreet Contagious danger to society Got a dead man’s hand and time is out of reach I don’t want your pity, I want to live A child is born without sin, Changes come like the turn of a page Bodies filled with alcoholic lust, wanna go selfdestructo bust Got a dead man’s hand and time is out of reach I don’t want your pity, I want to live
2.
Fakir 03:20
He’s a mystic, a vagabond Roaming the streets at nights, haunting hazy saloons Sleeps all day and hunts all night He’s gonna get you, gonna get you too Watch out Close your mind Don’t you look into his eyes Watch out Beware of his gaze Don’t you look into the eyes of the Fakir On a spiked mat he drove daggers into his chest Nothing to harm a claimed prophet of God Taking the weak underneath his wing Soon to be without out any will Watch out Close your mind Don’t you look into his eyes Watch out Beware of his gaze Run for your life when you see his face
3.
Had a good time in the city last night Went home again through the city’s park I was real drunk you see, a flash and the the party police got their hands on me At 6 am I woke and to my fright I had gotten into trouble but I don’t know how or why I tried yelling but no one said a word I was locked up, like a damn jailbird Yesterday I wasn’t in jail I wanna come out and smell the fresh air I wish I could get out on bail Oh yesterday I wasn’t in jail No one to blame but myself Cause I aint gonna put my troubles on someone else I’m a misfit, a fuck-up, a son of a bitch you see But that ain’t no coppers fault, it’s all on me When I’m in a cell with no daylight or heat I kick the door and I howl and I scream There’s piss on the matress, blood on the floor, And I ain’t gonna take it anymore
4.
Dead Fish 03:20
I live alone and I live for kicks I don’t get swayed by pumped up lips I looked at the billboards and said ”they just want me to live that way” A lot of friends, they just spoke, wanted me to run errands for them I don’t care and I’m here to stay And I can do whatever I want I can think for myself You can say whatever you like Ain’t gonna give you the pleasure or the time You can kick it the way you like But you follow your friends into a turnpike Whatever you want, you don’t got no clue Your soul was captured to whatever they do You’re a loser without no class A first class dog without no act Dead fish float along the stream and that’s how you look walking down the street
5.
Angelo 04:27
Untamed like a wild child I don’t see with my eyes When I got sunglasses on We’re a Modern Dance Club And you all just wanna be wild You were a fool not to want it It’s your biggest regret Maybe you could come to our show It’s the second coming of rock n roll I know you, you’re all talk Don’t try to deny it If you come on over, you can call me Angelo I ride in the backseat My friends got bad attitudes Electric fever, overdriven hunger I’m getting older but feeling younger You were a fool not to want it It’s your biggest regret huh Maybe you could come to our show It’s the second coming of rock n roll
6.
Whatever 04:18
’ve been looking for something to hold And I was all by myself With nowhere to go And nothing to show I got an expired ticket to whatever Yeah I was, looking at the bloodred moon And soon I was levitating, I was Contemplating I got an expired ticket to whatever Took a look at the young kids Cellphones in hand and dead eyes Too blind to see Got an expired ticket to whatever I foresaw the death of our dreams With tech in hand we reached the final scene I got an expired ticket to whatever
7.
So many thing’s I should tell you So many thing’s you should know You got your head in the sand, like you always did Our time’s coming cause we got a lot to give You can’t hold me down You aint got no style Excess ain’t success you got nothing to hide I walk on glass all the time, ever since you put your knife in my back But you oughta know, what you reap is what you sow I don’t wanna be alone I sure don’t wanna be at home Take me to our special place and buy me a drink I don’t need another day to think You can’t hold me down

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released August 12, 2022

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Angelo Malmö, Sweden

Powertrio straight out of the nastiest basement of Crime City Sweden

Gustav - vox/guitar
Victor - bass guitar/vox
Emil - drums

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