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suicide cow are:
gazda bence - darvas bence - tim etherington
the band
formed in 2005 to make a record. this was done in two weeks. the next two years were spent arguing. "I think our music is punk, in the sense that we don't care, and yet we do care, but not much" says singer and tambourineist etherington, "I think it shows through in what we've acheived."
Our first concert was called off due to rioting in the streets of budapest.
" we feel like a folk band but we have fewer constraints. we shy away from old wooden instruments and virgins and warm beer." ... " The cow wants to die, that's why it eats....it's wanting to be fat, like it's in the gingerbread house, like its lost its way in the forest, it smells itself and says Mmmmm... big mac". We all want to return to nature.
Barry
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previous gigs
Klub vittula, kertész utca 4 - 22nd february 2008. ( sárga föld fesztival - yellow ground festival )
Jelen pub, corvin áruház - 23rd february 2008.
Almássy tér -12th december
Kuplung - 8th of november, at 22:30
Szimpla (kertész u.) - unplugged 1st of november
Hanna Hanna fest
- Guta, Slovakia, 29th of august, at 18:30
Gödör Klub, june 3. 2007.
Kuplung, march 15. 2007. (short program)
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Suicide Cow
Lyrics
Bitch Black
Walking in the city on an almost
perfect day
I was nearly at mcdonalds and was
feeling quite hungry
When a girl i thought i recognised
Blew herself away.
Grabbing for my guitar but it wasn't
hard to see
I'd say you were on holiday the way
you looked at me
And then i got to realise it wasn't
All for free
I love the way that you look
You're so comfortable
Low profiles
Bitch black
Your stereo's mind fucking great
I don't care what they say
You're okay
Sex'n'drugs and rock and roll and
credit cards and gas
Sipping milkshakes, laughing lots
and wearing different hats!
My baby throws up every day, but i
like haagen daas.
City is a jungle, a variety of fruits
Imported from asia and africa to boot
Really lots to choose from when
you're looking
For your roots.
Honey Honey
I wake up yawning in the early light
I say i'm all done feelin'
Now i'm feelin' kind of tight
There's a head beside me but it don't look right
I never get, girl, never get you off my mind
Honey honey yeah yeah
There she goes another one
Honey honey yeah yeah
Always goes another one
Tonight I'm crawling in the city streets
Can't keep myself from fallin' for the summer sweets
There's a voice inside me but i send it to hell
I got a taste and girl a bicycle bell
There's trouble brewing, yeah, i'll get mine yet
No matter how i try i always forget
The scent of roses, so much sweeter than wine
And still i'm feeding you the cheapest lines
Happy I know ya
Oh, happy i know ya
you know now, you know now
Oh, happy i know ya
My memory's better lost
Lindsay sat in the kitchen
Playing old rock'n'roll
Waiting for dust to blind her
From a mixing bowl
Polly shot an arrow
Like a feathered cry
Fell against the window
Well at least she tried
Danny crooked his finger
Like his old papa
He didn't have his daddy's voice
His graciousness or charm
I never even thought it
Sitting knitting there all day
You would have been a teacher
If you had had your way
In good times and in loneliness
I think of what might be
And only when the light is low
Do i begin to see
Blue Cafe
Dinner alone at the blue Cafe
enters my diary for today
Twenty five years and severance pay
Centrally heated but damp
Took her away for a week long stay
The time of her life she'd always say
Twenty five years looked the other way
Now she's asleep with the fish
Finally gave her the long summer nights
All the sights to please her
Then as the day drained away beneath her
Salt seemed to settle in her eyes
Caught as the sea began to rise
Slide
Maybe she called
Just feeling bored
You ask me what i think
Well this is it
Every time we sit around
You tell me that she's wrong
Then i slowly realise
I don't have a life of my own
Just listen to you mumble and moan
Star spangled squibs
Twelve fuckin ribs
T.V. and sleep
Thoughts that i keep
Anytime you look around
she's always on your mind
Jaded aspirations
But i don't have a life of my own
Just listen to you mumble and moan
Lemon Tripe
The pleasure travels through the balcony above
My old rust bucket fills the drive up with my love
So very ignorant the shallow spitting fool
Eat your lemon squeezy tripe
It tastes better when you've got, or not
Two faces left to stuff it up
I'm free this afternoon so come up to the pool
We'll listen all the hits won't that be very cool
I think i'll cut the grass and give it all away
And have a luncheon in the nude
And buy some baby cream to make my ex wife really
Feel that i appreciate her food
- cocktail intermission -
Today i feel as if the satisfaction's real
my golf swing has improved, at least that's how i feel
my radio makes me want to sing
a simple lullaby
they sent to take me in again, oh no
the volume never ever rarely goes past five
i think i need to take it easy
All's Well That Ends Well
All's well that ends well
It's hard to sell things
if you look at it
It's true i like blue
But that's all i've seen
Could you wait a bit
Every jumper in the shop
is made by children
round the clock i bet
It's hard to choose
between the hues
In asia kids just cannot sew for shit
Stuck for a hint! My boy's skint
He could use the money
He's off to Beijing
With Soo Lin
That's his financée
They'll be married there this spring
And i'm invited to the wedding
Ha!
It only costs 300 pounds
With airport and fuel tax
e.t.c.
All's well that ends well
It's nive to have things
if you look at it
Disturbing you, it's so true
I see red
If i squint a bit
Despite all the saturated dawns
And dripping postcards
It's so odd,
Though i try my best
i cannot sit
Without the T.V. on
All on my tod
Fish For Your Head
Oh my, seeing that you cry
No loss, pleasures all mine
In the end
Fish for your head
What's that you said
We're far ahead
Still seem ill-fed
Under the neon the stones were all magic
And we were together
We swam through the castle
A game, lame
Try to remember my name
You can't cos you don't have the confidence
Chilled by the freon the ice was fantastic
We robbed out of heaven and live in a bubble
The rain came
Mainly it stayed on the plain
Washing the ink from the paper
under the river you lay there for hours
the sun was exciting the dogs and the flowers
shame I blame, silence has deafened your name
a life for a head full of nonchalance
Touch Of Acid
I remember head up straining
Sounds like crystal fables bleeding
Through the sweat a constant constant
Skin like soft black tracers
When i cry
Garbled threats and old ascetics
Crasing minds sing so pathetic
Finally i find that i can trace
The final poison in my mind
A little bit of a jagged itch
A little jaded niggling itch
I must have ticked you off my list
Why you sit there always brooding
Mouth like mellow surface bubbling
Consonant cracked from inside retching
Touch so acid, recoil and i lied
Leaves a tangled creeping creeping
Of a seething and contagious
Feeling that i know i cannot show
Because it doesn't just unwind
A little bit of a jagged itch
A little jaded niggling itch
I must have ticked you off my list
All Over You
This roller coaster
Feeling, its okey dokey
This startling lustre
Gee whizz
It's all invoked by you
It's true
Safely locked inside my room
Jonny marr laid very cool
Songs played half to death
All over you
Despite the laughter
Healing it's hocus pocus
I try to run
Her reeling
The double dealing juice
Cut loose
There's a mouse with a very short fuse
I can smell her feet
Don't miss a beat
Suicide Cow
You stand there waiting
for the world to stop My dear,
all the things you wish were very different
While you are here
the day is dying, not enough to make you cry,
you borrow, not to lend
You cast aside the earth
Again, you look up to the sky
Find your dreams to tend
Look at john the organ!
Always time upon his hands
Never plays a note except on Sunday for his fans
The dust is lying
His tongue is sharp, and fat.
Eyes of sunken lead.
Choose another feature like the clavichord, e flat
Pray and go to bed.
Suicide, suicide, suicide cow
Blue as the sky!
And the sea, just for now
Oh! Was he pushed
Did he fall, tell me how
Suicide! Suicide! Suicide cow.
Sitting in an altered state,
The saints have gone away
To the glaziers for cleaning,
And another day.
Nobody quite listens now there's nothing left to see
Mimes or pseudonyms.
Supermarkets selling vodka, two-for-one today!
That'll make more sins
Rpt. Chorus.
Worst Wine Keeps Still Coming
I was there
I still care
I was there
Last night is still funny
My eyes hurt
My eye shoes
My ship legs
My kick arse
The worst wine keeps still coming
The flip offs
Shoot honeys
My funnies
My kiss
So let me park, it's yesterday's rush
So i confess, that's all
So i feel shit-faced now
Yeah!!
It's near midnight, sheer rubbish, that's the one
So's the playful one
So is the rightful one
- solo -
the worst wine keeps still coming
tired tired fine fash boots
my shitz mag
my führer
for laughs 'n' all kiss!
(Kiss a lot)
[...]
now i think i am, je suis!
Yeah
when all is gone, i'll just
come over you
still. She white. No sleep.
Still feeling over the glass
The worst wine keeps still coming
Why full of champagne
My codpiece, my kiss
So let me park you, its yesterday, rush
So i confess that's wrong
So i feel shit faced now
Yeah
Next day all night smear rubbish thats the one
So is the rightful one
So is the record run
Kissed Jemima
Kissed jemima on the cheek and went to town
Off to buy a present for my...
Trudged around all day and i was feeling down
All that i could find her was this wedding gown
Took it to my baby waiting at the door
Opened up the bag, that's when se hit the floor
Luckily her friend was there to save the day
He wore a very lovely tan, she says he's gay
Every day i take a train at two to two
Off to have a luncheon with my...
Jemima doesn't mind her, if she only knew
Well what's a dandy in the city meant to do
Sitting at the bar i thought i cought a glimpse,
Thought i saw my honey but it made no sense
Given that she has her hear done every day
Right about this time, i know she makes me pay
Finally left the office at a ten past four
Wandering slowly homeward to my...
Saw a piece of paper that was pinned to the door,
"Dinner in the oven dear, i've gone to the Azores."
I couldn't understand it but from where i stood,
Why bother cooking dinner when she's gone for good?
(the bridal gown was apricot and perfectly fine,
but anyway i'd hardly say she's in her prime)
Six Foot Mirror
Thinking of a suitable refrain
Like lack of trees and acid rain
That's why i'm turning bald
Strained to see the wood for lacquer
Over the noise of a chainsaw massacre
But then the lines got culled
And even as i see you
Checking yourself in a six foot mirror
Hairline snakes
Thighs a quiver
Dainty bones, inflated liver
Well, i only seem myself
Don't belive the ice will melt
Any time i fell you pull
Cuts me deep inside
I feel a fool
Smoking forty cigarettes a day
Will keep the plaque away, away
When ashes turn to gold
See, the policy worked rather well
And we go home as rich as hell
And being young, we're old
And even as i see you
Checking yourself in a six foot mirror
Hairline snakes
Thighs a quiver
Dainty bones, inflated liver
Well, i only seem myself
Don't belive the ice will melt
Any time i fell you pull
Cuts me deep inside
I feel a fool
Wank
Close the door and turn the key
Fluff the pillows, turn on the T.V.
Try to think at least, its all for free
Are you sitting comfortably?
Then we'll begin
Mayhem at the club last night
Wall to wall in slinky tight
Dresses, what posseses them i think i see
But the art of conversation
Isn't my cup of tea
When i think of you my dear
It's only in your underwear
A warm and calm inducing state
To be alone is just my fate
Met her at a club last night
All in all she looked all right
Guess i was a mess but then i thought she'd see
That the art of conversation
Isn't my cup of tea
music/hangzó
Suicide Cow Concert in Gödör Klub on Youtube
Suicide Cow Record
Unreleased
contact - links/kontakt - linkek
links
places:
klub Vittula
alternative bar and club in Budapest.
Gödör Klub
bands:
The Random Chocolates
Cabaret Medrano
Pluto Zenekar
Hangmás
Ez Basic
Mookie Brando
I.O.N. Zenekar
- unlinkable
The Dead Guys
reviews:
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contact
Csillag Marci
Tel: 36 20 940 2928
EMail: csmozika@yahoo.com