COLP
CAN'T ESCAPE

COLD STEEL (4'16)
THE LORD OF DREAMS (4'41)
FUCKIN' FOR BREAD (4'14)
HOW MANY MORE TIMES (5:58)
THERE AIN'T NO BETTER FUTURE (6:00)
CAN'T ESCAPE (4:29)

SOUTHERN POWER PRODUCTION
Jiří B.C. Rajče Kracl, Plzeňská 59, 370 04 České Budějovice, 038/733 07 18, Czech Republic

KN 3000
JÁŘEK
PASTE
B.C.RAJČE
PETR ŠANDA - DRUMS
MÍRA AUER - BASS
VLASTIMIL KORITAR - GUITAR
JIŘÍ KRACL - GUITAR, VOCAL

RECORDED AND MIXED AT HACIENDA STUDIO ŽIROVNICE (16.-20.6.+12.-13.7.1997)
PRODUCED BY COLP
SOUND ENGINEER FRANTIŠEK MUSEL
COVER BY BOB & PS imprintatur
BAND PHOTO BY VÁCLAV MALINA (MF DNES)
LYRICS BY HELENA BURCALOVÁ, MONIKA VAJDLOVÁ, PASTE
TRANSLATION BY VLADIMÍR KUZBA
MUSIC BY COLP

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COLD STEEL

TWILIGHT'S COMING
SOMETHING IN YOUR SOUL IS DYING
YOUR BODY LET YOU DOWN
BUT YOU DON'T CARE FOR DEATH
COLD STEEL
YOU KNOCKED FEAR'S HEAD DOWN
IT'S ALL OVER
BLADE'S CUTTING THE ARTERY

WHY TO LIVE A LIFE
YOU DON'T FEEL LIKE LIVING
WHY TO LIVE A LIFE
WHICH IS BORING

THAT'S DYING
YOU'VE OUTLISTED YOURSELF
FROM THE LIST OF LIVING
YOUR LIFE'S FADING AWAY
YOU CAN'T GO ON
FALLING ON THE GROUND
YOUR LIFE WAS
JUST A GREAT MYSTERY

WHY TO LIVE A LIFE
YOU DON'T FEEL LIKE LIVING
WHY TO LIVE A LIFE
WHICH IS BORING

THE LORD OF DREAMS

I CAN'T SLEEP, A NIGHTMARE'S KILLING MY EGO
I'M SPRAWLING IN MY BED, I'M DOWN
WHEN I CLOSE MY EYES, THE SEILING'S FALLING ON ME
MY HEAD GOES ROUND AND ROUND, MAYBE I'M A LUNATIC

I'M A CHAIN SMOKER
I'M AFRAID TO HAVE A LOOK INTO THE DIRTY WINDOWS
THERE'S A THUNDER, SNOW FALLING WITH THE WIND
X-RAY EYES KILL

THE LORD OF DREAMS BORN IN DARKNESS
ANTISTRESS FUNCTIONS WERE TURNED ON IN MY BRAIN
WHAT ELSE CAN HAPPEN
HIS PRESENCE MEANS PAIN

I'M UNDER HIS POWER
HE GRINS WHEN I BASH MY HEAD AGAINST THE WALL
HE DISAPPEARS AND REAPPEARS AGAIN
OH, I WISH IT WAS FINALLY OVER

I CAN'T REMEMBER MY LAST SWEET AND PEACEFUL DREAM
I REALLY DON'T KNOW
I BELIEVE IT'S COMING BACK SOON AGAIN
NOW, THERE'S THE LORD OF DREAMS KILLING ME

THE LORD OF DREAMS BORN IN DARKNESS
ANTISTRESS FUNCTIONS WERE TURNED ON IN MY BRAIN
WHAT ELSE CAN HAPPEN
HIS PRESENCE MEANS PAIN

FUCKIN' FOR BREAD

DON'T CALL ME "LOVE"
YOU'RE JUST A BITCH
AND I PAY FOR YOU
YOU'RE NOTHING BUT A CUNT

THAT'S FUCKIN' FOR BREAD
COME ON, SHOW ME YOUR PUSSY
DON'T HURRY LOVE
LET ME ENJOY THAT FUCKIN' FOR BREAD

FUCKIN' FOR BREAD

FUCKIN' FOR BREAD

YOU'LL GET YOUR BREAD
LIKE THOUSAND TIMES BEFORE
FEELINGS?! DON'T GIVE A SHIT!
I DON'T CARE FOR YOU ANY MORE

THAT'S FUCKIN' FOR BREAD
COME ON, SHOW ME YOUR PUSSY
DON'T HURRY LOVE
LET ME ENJOY THAT FUCKIN' FOR BREAD

OH YEAH, STAY HERE, YES, RIGHT HERE
I'M COMING, I'M COMING!
YOU'LL GET YOUR BREAD
AND I'LL GET MY ROCKS OFF

THAT'S FUCKIN' FOR BREAD
COME ON, SHOW ME YOUR PUSSY
DON'T HURRY LOVE
LET ME ENJOY THAT FUCKIN' FOR BREAD

HOW MANY MORE TIMES

POISON CRYSTALS FALL DOWN
FROM BLACK CLOUDES ONLY A FOOL, FOOL THOUGHT
THOSE WERE PEARLS THE KISS OF THE MUSE
AN UNIMPORTANT TOUCH
HE SITS AND THOUGHTS, AM I A POET?

TEMPLE IN THE SKY
I CAN SEE IT ONLY WITH MY EYES CLOSED
I CHOSE THIS WAY
HOW TO "SURVIVE"

HOW DOES IT FEEL
TO WRITE VERSES ABOUT PEARLS
WHICH ARE LIKE A RAINBOW
I KNOW, TOMORROW WILL BE THE DAY
WHEN THE CUP OF TIME BECOMES FULL

HOW MANY MORE TIMES WILL BE THERE SUNRISE JUST FOR ME
HOW MANY MORE TIMES WILL THE FLAME BURN DOWN
HOW MANY MORE TIMES WILL I FALL DOWN TO THE GROUND?

TEMPLE IN THE SKY
I CAN SEE IT ONLY WITH MY EYES CLOSED
I CHOSE THIS WAY
HOW TO "SURVIVE"

I CAN HEAR TONES OF PEARLS
WHICH ARE LIKE A RAINBOW
THE MUSIC PRODUCES WONDERFUL FEELING OF FROST IN ME
LET IT SOUND FOREVER

THERE AIN'T NO BETTER FUTURE

YOU'RE CRAWLING ON THE GROUND
YOU'RE SICK OF LIFE
YOU'VE NOTHING TO EAT
DUST'S KILLING YOU

THERE'S NOTHING BUT A MESS ALL AROUND
BUMMERS HAVING THEIR OWN WORLDS THERE
SO YOU'D BETTER BELIEVE YOURSELF
AND MOVE ON, AND MOVE ON

THEY AIN'T GONNA HELP YOU
THEY MAY JUST CLENCH A KNIFE INTO YOUR BACK
THEY IGNORE YOU
LEAVE THEM ALONE

YOU ALREADY LOOK LIKE THEM
THERE AIN'T NO BETTER FUTURE FOR YOU

THERE AIN'T NO BETTER FUTURE

THEY AIN'T GONNA HELP YOU
THEY MAY JUST CLENCH A KNIFE INTO YOUR BACK
THEY IGNORE YOU
LEAVE THEM ALONE

YOUR ELEGANT STYLE
IS COMPLETELY OVER NOW
WELL, NOW YOU KNOW THAT
YOU'RE CLOSER AND CLOSER TO THEM EACH DAY

CAN'T ESCAPE

NO ONE'S GONNA STOP THE RAMPAGE
IDIOCY WINS
DESIRE FOR FORTUNE IS BIGGER AND BIGGER

IT'S ALL CONTROLLED FROM ABOVE
IT'S ALL JUST BULLSHIT

HATE, KILLING, PAIN
A GREAT ANNIHILATING POWER
SWALLOWING YOU
THERE'S NOWHERE TO HIDE
DESIRE FOR FORTUNE IS BIGGER AND BIGGER

IT'S ALL CONTROLLED FROM ABOVE
IT'S ALL JUST BULLSHIT

WE'RE BELTING INTO DARKNESS
WE'RE JUST PUPPETS - WE CAN'T ESCAPE