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Space Vagabond

by Chic Debris

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1.
Since I lost my memory things are swell They might have been before but who can tell ? I believe that I am much better off, so new Without a roof that obscures the view. Among the homeless I feel home. Pennsylvania Avenue, Mr Kodak spills his tea. „What the fuck you telling me?“ „Well, I hate to say it, Sir, but he simply disappeared. We lost our chief engineer.“ „You got three days to bring him back.“ „This nation’s pride depends on you!“ And as we lay together looking up to the stars Fragments of the past flash through my rotating skull „The first rockets were used for arrows – the Chinese.. It starts and ends with them it seems.“ Blue lights flashing on the carton castles I designed. And all my bearded friends, my sisters of the underground! How could I leave you now, you shared the little that you had, I used to be their tool and I am never going back again. Noooo Tell them, please, the following: I don’t wish to receive you, I am indisposed. We tick along without clocks. I am too pissed to meet you I am Vagabond Knox.
2.
Haystack 03:08
Rise in flames The sky is rocking His eyes are mirroring the deed. Hell! The fam is a bundle of sheer disbelief. He hums a melody, who’s the ill who claims to be a man? Haystack, burning shack, every day’s another missing paycheck he can’t provide. Where’s your faith when you fail to believe ? He’s got a haystack on the bottom of his soul. Run on your knees. Descend with the ashes. She held your hand in hers, you looked just like a boy. Breed your hell in silence, until the final blow When their faces turn white in the glow. Haystack, burning shack, every day’s another missing paycheck he can’t provide. Where’s your faith when you fail to believe ? He’s got a haystack on the bottom of his soul.
3.
They’re breeding a new right. They occupate all sets of sorrow. The pale and angry are bending our nights. Before we take the streets, let’s get a ticket for the big show. I know it’s serious - the funfair’s back in town. „First things first“, the devil whispered. Sugar, Candy, Blood and Terror. They’re feeding on our fears They’re no fans of arguments but They genuinely love the grammar of a gun. And we’re wasting words, and we think we know Who the other is and what makes him grow into This All that is left … What a mess what a mess what a mess
4.
Hey, man I keep on strottin‘ – fake-it-‘til-you-make-it-style Nothing seems to suit me better than the wreckage of a smile. Shake all the chic debris of your shattered phantasy Pet your void just like a doggy, decorate this sad mobile. The days keep dropping like fruit in my own Hollywood I peeled my favourite dream, I finally understood. Stroll with me sister, will ya ? I am pushing back on pleasantries. In the flames of California something‘s staring back at me. It keeps on calling my name’s an echo in the shell inside the shell Man, I think I lost the plot long before the curtains fell. The days keep dropping like fruit in my own Hollywood I peeled my favourite dream I finally understood. Damn, man, I can’t resist: Put my name back on the list. I wanna shake, I wanna roll ,I want to celebrate this soul! And if hope is just for idiots then I am the idiot of the hour. Tired of all the shallow talkers, I am waiting for the cancelled train. The days keep dropping like fruit in my own Hollywood I peeled my favourite dream, I finally understood.
5.
Rearrange your memories Allocate the storm Founding fathers of the horror Flex the muscle of your failing self. Happy like a goldfish Patient like a stone. I am the word you need to twist Before our silence gives consent. Do you want it, that particular war? We might as well turn apeish It seems to please the crowd All you little damaged boys you shoulda be in bed Not on the throne. Do you want it, that particular war? And I can‘t fight the sickening calm that breeds the storm The levity. Fetch the truth that’s on TV the numbing light that speaks through me. The bullet we fired in vain is on its way back to mirror the wound. No, no. Just seconds to go.
6.
Odyssey 05:29
7.
Farewell 03:18
The echoes of the weepers settle down And there’s a place for every single sound. The past creeps up on me, the future‘s doomed to pass. And don’t believe this moment when it tells you it's gonna last. Just sing with me, sing with me, lovers of the tides ! Thanks for every moment, yeah it’s been a hell of a ride.

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released April 22, 2022

Vocals: Karim Ben Abdelkader
Guitar: Johannes Mueller
Bass: Markus Funk
Keyboard: Nicola Zimmermann
Drums: Jorgo Papapanagiotou

Album recorded and mixed by STUDIO STEINKRUG

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Chic Debris Germany

Auftritte:

12.08.2023
Roseburg

19.08.2023
Jenstock- Festival
Besenthal

09.09.2023
Steinaukultur-Festival
Büchen

22.09.2023
Kulturhaus Serrahn in Bergedorf

29.09.2023
Kulturschiff Minna in Boizenburg
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