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Antebellum Delirium

    Band: Turahtan

   Album: Antebellum Delirium
    Year: 2015
   Genre: Political, Psychedelic, Satirical Rock
Duration: 30:09

1. Golf is a Dangerous Game
2. Wreckage
3. Nowadays Jonah
4. Under the Sand
5. Dirty Angel
6. Johnny
7. Evil King And The Superhero
8. Vodka Rock-N-Roll
9. The song of Cannoneer Jaburkov 
       (inspired by Yaroslsav Gashek)

Just a piece of a broken mirror...

1. Golf is a Dangerous Game

The main peace keaper is playing golf...

All the wars are certainly lost
And the armies have left the positions,
And the country will slide as a ghost
On the peace of illusions to wish in.

The main peace keeper is playing golf...

Passing over foe's brazen voice
As a simple and modest prize taker
Haste to send absurd loony envoys
To show hoax of a real peace maker.

The President is playing golf...

Show yourself as a he-man!
The murder is near your house!
Why you can not to fist him?
Why not to push him out?

The Earth is burning today on the spot
The smell of the war in the air of Europe,
And no meaning to put the dot
Amid the fears to appear too rough.

The war is staying on the threshold...

2. Wreckage

Turn on your TV, and what you can see
Is the headline news of the death in the sea.
How many more times it again can be seen?
The alien world outside of the screen...

Political stories, bombastic fat rats...
We do love the lie of all these talking heads,
When no more heroes around on the Earth.
The truth of the Orwel's insane universe...

It is not a problem, just one sudden shelf,
And it will be solved, we believe, by itself.
Titanic still sails, the great deal is done,
The iceberg has gone far away and astern...

3. Nowadays Jonah

what do you feel inside the fish?
do you believe in it?

buildings surrounding through
taking besides all the room
city is following you
suddenly close and gloom
as you are vitally stuck down
just like a leaf on a tree
when no freedom around
and no way to be free

4. Under the Sand

At long last I say I've built my house with the sand.
How strong it is, this was reported on demand.
With the main side wall and length of more then sixty feet,
Very good straw roof is as a yellow hat for it...

Safe on the rest of my life.

At long last I say I've built my house with the sand.
How strong it is, this was reported on demand.
Plastic film for windows and some paper for the floor,
Corrugated board is so useful for the door...

Safe on the rest of my life.

5. Dirty Angel

I feel pain when I see your face.
I don't like your pretended cry.
Do you know that I hate your grace,
As I can not accept your lie.
I don't care and you have crew,
That's enough I decide to go.
If you tell me that this is true,
Does it mean that I wanna know?

Dirty angel... dirty angel
Never never... maybe maybe

6. Johnny

Earlier in the morning,
Passing on the street,
All the troubles gonna
Wait for me to meet.
Just a fish for to gig,
What I wanna tell?
Time when Boogie Woogie
Doesn't go so well.

My friend Johnnie Walker
Is coming with the night
Line of walkie talkie
Is calling him straight right
Some time after dinner
Just relax, first class!
I'm a lucky winner
With a full cold glass!

On TV they are racing
Movies, happy end,
Every day I'm facing
Slander of my friends.
Do it, show round
Stupid dirty face...
I escape, I'm out
From non-stop rat race.

Only Johnnie Walker
Is coming with the night
Line of walkie talkie
Is calling him straight right
Some time after dinner
Just relax, first class!
I'm a lucky winner
With a full cold glass!

I read Edgar Allan,
not alive nor dead,
Awful Usher's House
Is falling on my head.
Stop your worst forecasting,
The destiny to loom,
When I feel behind me
Hard steps of the doom.

But my Johnnie Walker
Is coming with the night
Line of walkie talkie
Is calling him straight right
Some time after dinner
Just relax, first class!
I'm a lucky winner
With a full cold glass!

7. Evil King And The Superhero

Look at the train in the station,
On the dead way it has stuck,
Trumps of the rotten sensation,
Blowing the tune of bad luck.
The ill old King in the mirror,
Seems as about the dead.
Needlessly cry on the pillow,
This is just nothing to get.
Words of an uppish forecaster,
He has been killed, what is else?
By magic will of the Master,
The King must die in this year.
Nothing can help, it is clear,
Even his diamonds and gold,
Well, the big war now is real,
He will destroy this wrong world.

The Super Hero, the fighter,
Dressed on a pink leotard,
Playing with cigarette lighter,
Lazy and fat Super Star.
The full day just drinking beer,
More than ten years maybe passed
When he had managed, it is clear,
To save the world in the past.
Please don't wake me this morning...
(Noise of emergency call...)
This is the war real warning,
We are calculating the toll.
- I'm feeling sick on my sorrow,
Hate this heroic drab life,
Kindly re-call me tomorrow
I will try, fly and arrive.

8. Vodka Rock-N-Roll

For your heart and your soul
This is Vodka Rock-N-Roll!
In the future, in the past
Each next glass is not the last!
No doubts, don't think!
Get them out! Drink! Drink!

Can you hear me? Are you in?
This is Russian time machine!
I can't tell you, do you trust,
How many days have passed?
Weeks and months have gone? Oh, Yes!
Crazy rock on amazing years!

Next one thing, forgot to say,
This should work but just one way!
I can show you, no lie,
Perfect path to burn your time.
Welcome, friend, tramp a rake,
No means to roll it back!

9. The song of Cannoneer Jaburkov (inspired by Yaroslsav Gashek)
(Lyrics from the novel of Yaroslsav Gashek
translated by TURAHTAN)

He bravely sings the song
To charge the cannon on.

A hostile shell does blow
To cut his both hands off.

But he still sings the song
To charge the cannon on.