French Grammar EP

by KOLARI

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released September 30, 2014

All songs written, performed, arranged, re-arranged, re-re-arranged, forgotten, remembered and rated "ok" by KOLARI. Recorded, mixed & mastered at Hertzwerk Studios Hamburg by Olman V. Wiebe. Illustration by Liz Hanke. Artwork by Matthias Reinhardt. Gangshouts performed by Matthias C.J. Brattig, Olman V. Wiebe, Stefan Schulz and KOLARI. Listener to this record: You.

© & ℗ 2014 Brutkasten for all of the universe. All rights reserved. Use this record for slicing bread, as a coaster or throw it at your annoying neighbors. Lend it to all your friends, don't stop loving them for listening to this, put the songs on your mp3-player and start moshing in the subway on the way to one of our concerts.

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Stell Dir vor, Du hältst eine Kettensäge in einen Kühlschrank voller Katzenbabies, während Dir jemand 2000°C heißes Käsenfondue über den Kopf kippt – so hast Du einen visuellen Eindruck davon, wie KOLARI klingen.

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Track Name: Fashion Values
Praying at the altars of our
church of egomania
To me, myself and I
That's our holy trinity
'Cause what else is there then
To lie, cheat, steal
All in a day's work
Reaping the profits of doom
First commandment, last commandment
"Self-absorbed and act a fool!"

Don't you worry, baby
If there's a hell below, we're all gonna go
There's no ifs or maybes
When basking in purgatory's afterglow

We're aiming high, but shooting cheap
'Cause when inspiration strikes
You gotta keep swinging

"Carry on, all you wayward sons!
Rejoice! Let errors be thy ways!"
Spoke the Lord from the mountain top: "There is just hell to pay!"

Well ain't that a good boy!

Don't you worry, baby
If there's a hell below, we're all gonna go
There's no ifs or maybes
When basking in purgatory's afterglow

Rejoice!
Track Name: Marilyn, Mon Rose
Yes, this is what I said
I said exactly what I meant
Did it offend you?
Everything went just as planned
No, we won't relent
Like the faithful that won't repent
Still dreaming of heaven
More likely hellbent

Oh why can't we see?
We are done and this is it
This was never meant to be
Oh why can't we see?
We are done and this is it
We'll go down in history

Only he said/she said bullshit
Accusations left and right
Two adults behaving childish
Our contribution to shedding light
On personal gender issues
Relationship misconstrued
Right from the start
Nothing but getting screwed

We keep pretending like we're never ending
Let's keep pretending like we're never ending
Isn't it splendid this eternal mending?
Keep on keeping on
We're just make believe!

Oh why can't we see?
We are done and this is it
This was never meant to be
Oh why can't we see?
We are done and this is it
We'll go down in history

If love is a battlefield we're fighting without defenses
If love is a battlefield we're ending dead in the trenches
Ending dead in the trenches
Once and for all
Clashing without defenses
Ending dead in the trenches
Once and for all

Two hearts that beat alike
"Come on! Mistreat me right!"
We deserve each other
Happily never after

All is not well
Track Name: Crash Worship
"Sometimes too much ain't enough"
Seems just too true to be good
Financial parasites feasting on
The product of zeros and ones

We lack commotion
Advancing the new greed
Crash worship
Burnt offerings so divine

"Men is a god to men"
But not the gracious kind
Trials and tribulations
Burnt offerings so divine

Anyone for conscience please?
Whatever happened to common sense?

Cash rules everything around me
C.R.E.A.M.
Cash ruins everything around me
C.R.E.A.M.
We'd rather burn than get burned

"Men is a wolf to men"
Pack mentality arcane
Top dogs all around
They are all around
Feeding frenzy so humane

Cash rules everything around me
C.R.E.A.M.
Cash ruins everything around me
C.R.E.A.M.
We'd rather burn than get burned
We never learn fearing profits spurned

Nero just needed one day

Nero needed just one day
Well Rome's not the whole world crashing

Greed of gain
Cash vortex
Human stain
Crash worship