Beautiful vocals! Everything sits well together!

Beautiful neat voice and nice choir! Cool arrangement and mix!

this sounds so professional, love this track

I truly enjoyed the Ukulele, voice and lyric as a whole through your song. Keep up the good work.

Beautiful song! I rarely hear many I like, excellent!!

Nice feel good bouncy song I guess it’s alright😉

Light Of My Life

In Your Eyes

Hold On

Forever & Ever

Back In Time

Introduction in English:

My mother was always a smart woman, endowed with a naturally high intelligence .

Living alone with her sick father, she had to leave school already in the 6th grade and go to work in a factory.

When she later met my academically pre-educated father, she was introduced through him into the circles of the so-called " educated citizens ".

We then often had corresponding "nouveau riche" and "status conceit" parties in our large rented apartment. Here, my mother regularly got to feel the "fine", subtly deeply humiliating difference between the would-be educated and her as a despicably uneducated person.

At the same time, the would-be educated often had a style of communication that I call "trash talk" in this song. They often engaged in name-dropping by mentioning only the names of famous personalities without knowing anything more about their work. When asked more closely, they quickly changed the subject or texted you with some quarter-truth.

My mother, who was plagued by feelings of inferiority, was very intimidated by this, and it made her feel all the more stupid, uninteresting, and not socially acceptable.

At that time I was still too small. But I would have liked to turn back time for my mother's protection and sing this song at the highest volume to all these "trash talkers" standing on our dining room table at that time.

That the topic of "subtle differences" is a timeless one (I bow here to the wonderfully perceptive Pierre Bourdieu in this regard) is shown by the deep rifts that continue to exist between today's self-proclaimed "elite" and the supposed "primitives".

Lyrics in English (for those, who don`t speak German):

Trash Talk

Just chat, don't think anymore, dislocate brain, be stupid 
Chattering sideways, never wavering, just no profundity, flatland

They remain one-dimensional, quite gloriously meaningless
The wordplay is all thin and stale, The shallow is all big with them

Come close all books, welcome to a shallow brain walk
Sult yourselves in the mud talk, It`s time for a nice trash talk  

Are at many parties with colorful Smarties, with false eyelashes and pout 
No contacts, just meaningless verbal acts, word junk.

They are the heroes of the lazy mind, meaningless in the jelly glow 
Are narrow-minded, cheeky and brazen, persist in the one-legged dance

Come close all books, welcome to a shallow brain walk
Sult yourselves in the mud talk, It`s time for a nice trash talk 

Have no enemies, no friends either, talk beside, nothing remains 
Leave only grease stains, can`t even bump, get stuck in the approach, nothing drifts 

Except: Trash Talk, Trash Talk, Trash Talk, Trash Talk (Fad Out)...

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Deutscher Originaltext

Trash Talk

Einfach quatschen, nicht mehr denken, Hirn ausrenken, Dumm sein 
Seitwärts plaudern, niemals zaudern, nur kein Tiefsinn, Flachland

Sie bleiben eindimensional, ganz herrlich bedeutungslos
Der Wortwitz ist ganz dünn und schal, Das Seichte ist bei ihnen ganz groß

Komm schließt alle Bücher, welcome to a shallow brain walk
Sult Euch im Schlammreden, It`s Time for a nice Trash Talk  

Sind auf vielen Parties mit bunten Smarties, mit falschen Wimpern und Schmollmund 
Keine Kontakte, nur sinn-entschlackte Verbalakte, Wortschund.

Sie sind die Helden des faulen Geists, nichtssagend im geligen Glanz, 
Sind borniert, vorlaut und dreist, verharren im einbeinigen Tanz

Kommt schließt alle Bücher, welcome to a shallow brain walk
Sult Euch im Schlammreden, It`s Time for a nice Trash Talk 

Haben keine Feinde, auch keine Freunde, reden daneben, nichts bleibt 
Hinterlaßen nur Fettflecken, können nicht mal anecken, bleiben im Ansatz stecken, nichts treibt 

Außer: Trash Talk, Trash Talk, Trash Talk, Trash Talk (Fad Out)…

Trash Talk

Introduction in English:

Last year, my wife and me bought a cottage on the Baltic Sea. It was to be something like our retirement home for the next thirty years. 
Unfortunately, this vision has so far been thwarted by our increasingly resentful neighbours. Consideration is a foreign word for them. They let their children play loud basketball as long as they want; they grill foul-smelling meat as long as they want and they party as long as they want. 
If you ask them nicely to be quiet, you will be dismissed with slogans like "We don't give a shit", "Move away if you don't like it" or "We'll do what we like".
In my helplessness and speechlessness over this dissocial stubbornness, I came across an old Beatles song called "Not a Second Time". Of course, it was composed by John Lennon in 1963 in a completely different context.
But its lyrics fit just as well with my desperate and so far largely unheard plea for more neighbourly consideration. - In particular, the lines: "You're giving me the same old line/ I'm wondering why/You hurt me then/ you're back again/No, no, no, not a second time“ sum up our current plight with these self-centred neighbours.
And as always with covers, my aim is not to get as close as possible to the original, but to transform it into a Karlit-O-Kay sound design.
The picture cover for the song is by German artist Markus Schuke.

Einleitung auf Deutsch:

Letztes Jahr kauften meine Frau und ich an der Ostsee ein Häuschen. Es sollte so etwas wie unser Alters- und Ruhesitz für die nächsten dreißig Jahre werden. 
Leider wurde diese Vision bisher von unseren zunehmend renitenten Nachbarn durchkreuzt. Rücksichtnahme ist für sie ein Fremdwort. Sie lassen ihre Kinder lautstark Basketball spielen, solange die wollen; sie grillen übelriechendes Fleisch, so lange sie wollen und sie machen Party, so lange sie wollen. 
Bittet man sie freundlich um Ruhe, wird man mit Sprüchen wie "Ist uns doch scheißegal", "Ziehen Sie doch weg, wenn es Ihnen nicht paßt" oder "Wir machen, was uns passt" abgefertigt.
In meiner Ohnmacht und Sprachlosigkeit ob dieser dissozialen Dickfelligkeit stieß ich auf einen alten Song der Beatles namens "Not a Second time". Der ist natürlich damals 1963 von John Lennon in einem ganz anderen Zusammenhang komponiert worden.
Seine Textzeilen passen aber ebenso gut zu meinem verzweifelten und bisher weitgehend unerhört gebliebenen Bitten um mehr nachbarschaftliche Rücksichtnahme. – Insbesondere die Zeilen „You're giving me the same old line/ I'm wondering why/You hurt me then/ you're back again/No, no, no, not a second time“ bringen unsere derzeitige Not mit diesen egozentrischen Nachbarn auf den Punkt, 
Und wie stets bei Covern geht es mir nicht darum, dem Original möglichst nahe zu kommen, sondern dieses in ein Karlit-O-Kay- Sounddesign zu transformieren.
Das Bild-Cover zu dem Song stammt von dem deutschen Künstler Markus Schuke.

Not a Second Time

Not A Second Time (Lennon/Mccartney)

Maybe I'm Amazed (feat. Billy Porter )

Written by Disciple Brothers
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I heard there was a beautiful song that Marley played so we sang along
I heard there was a beautiful song that Marley sang so we played along

Well alright, well alright, it’s gonna be alright, yeah
Well alright, well alright, it’s gonna be alright

She needed the truth and only the truth, a black-skinned beauty on a Brooklyn roof
She need the truth and she needed the proof - a black-skinned beauty on a L.A roof

Well alright, well alright, we’re gonna be alright
Well alright, well alright, we’re gonna be alright

She sat you down in a hellshire chair, she stroked your hand, and then she tied your hair
She sat you down in a hellshire chair, she spoke her truth before she tied your hair

Well Alright, Well Alright,   it’s gonna be alright, hey hey
Well Alright, well alright,  it’s gonna be alright 

BRIDGE UKE SOLO

They broke our trust til we had enough, despite their mess we really tried our best
They broke our trust, our hand was forced, in the bed they made - we couldn’t get no rest

Well alright, well alright, were gonna be alright, hey hey 
Well alright, well alright, we're gonna be alright

So, It’s not enough and it’s not our best, the rules they made - put us - to the test
and, It’s not enough, it's not our best, no more looking down- no more - second-guessed

Well alright, well alright, we’re gonna be alright, hey hey
Well alright, well alright, we’re gonna be alright

I reach for the sky and I sing this song – when it all goes wrong- I said I reach for the sky
So, I reach for the sky when it all goes wrong, I said I reach for this song and you can sing along.

Well alright, well alright, we're gonna be alright, hey hey 
Well alright, well alright, we're gonna be alright – hey

We're gonna be alright, we're gonna be alright Hallelujah 
We're gonna be alright, I said 

Be Alright, I said, Be Alright, Were gonna be alright 
Hallelujah - Hallelujah , I said, I said

I SAID were gonna BE Alright 

Be Alright, I said, Be Alright,

Well Alright (feat.Stash)

Well Alright (we're going to be alright)(feat.sTash)

Written Disciple Brothers, All rights
One-Stop Licensing

I heard there was a beautiful song that Marley played so we sang along
I heard there was a beautiful song that Marley sang so we played along

Well alright, well alright, it’s gonna be alright, yeah
Well alright, well alright, it’s gonna be alright

She needed the truth and only the truth, a black-skinned beauty on a Brooklyn roof (Athens)
She need the truth and she needed the proof - a black-skinned beauty on a L.A roof (Specis)

Well alright, well alright, we’re gonna be alright
Well alright, well alright, we’re gonna be alright

She sat you down in a hellshire chair, she stroked your hand, and then she tied your hair
She sat you down in a hellshire chair, she spoke her truth before she tied your hair

Well Alright, Well Alright,   it’s gonna be alright, hey hey
Well Alright, well alright,  it’s gonna be alright 

BRIDGE UKE SOLO

They broke our trust til we had enough, despite their mess we really tried our best
They broke our trust, our hand was forced, in the bed they made - we couldn’t get no rest

Well alright, well alright, were gonna be alright, hey hey 
Well alright, well alright, we're gonna be alright

So, It’s not enough and it’s not our best, the rules they made - put us - to the test
and, It’s not enough, it's not our best, no more looking down- no more - second-guessed

Well alright, well alright, we’re gonna be alright, hey hey
Well alright, well alright, we’re gonna be alright

I reach for the sky and I sing this song – when it all goes wrong- I said I reach for the sky
So, I reach for the sky when it all goes wrong, I said I reach for this song and you can sing along.

Well alright, well alright, we're gonna be alright, hey hey 
Well alright, well alright, we're gonna be alright – hey

We're gonna be alright, we're gonna be alright Hallelujah 
We're gonna be alright, I said 

Be Alright, I said, Be Alright, Were gonna be alright 
Hallelujah - Hallelujah , I said, I said

I SAID were gonna BE Alright 

Be Alright, I said, Be Alright,

Well Alright (feat. Nikotrip)

Well Alright (Remix) (feat. Nikotrip)

Written by Disciple Brothers
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I heard there was a beautiful song that Marley played so we sang along
I heard there was a beautiful song that Marley sang so we played along

Well alright, well alright, it’s gonna be alright, yeah
Well alright, well alright, it’s gonna be alright

She needed the truth and only the truth, a black-skinned beauty on a Brooklyn roof
She need the truth and she needed the proof - a black-skinned beauty on a L.A roof

Well alright, well alright, we’re gonna be alright
Well alright, well alright, we’re gonna be alright

She sat you down in a hellshire chair, she stroked your hand, and then she tied your hair
She sat you down in a hellshire chair, she spoke her truth before she tied your hair

Well Alright, Well Alright,   it’s gonna be alright, hey hey
Well Alright, well alright,  it’s gonna be alright 

BRIDGE UKE SOLO

They broke our trust til we had enough, despite their mess we really tried our best
They broke our trust, our hand was forced, in the bed they made - we couldn’t get no rest

Well alright, well alright, were gonna be alright, hey hey 
Well alright, well alright, we're gonna be alright

So, It’s not enough and it’s not our best, the rules they made - put us - to the test
and, It’s not enough, it's not our best, no more looking down- no more - second-guessed

Well alright, well alright, we’re gonna be alright, hey hey
Well alright, well alright, we’re gonna be alright

I reach for the sky and I sing this song – when it all goes wrong- I said I reach for the sky
So, I reach for the sky when it all goes wrong, I said I reach for this song and you can sing along.

Well alright, well alright, we're gonna be alright, hey hey 
Well alright, well alright, we're gonna be alright – hey

We're gonna be alright, we're gonna be alright Hallelujah 
We're gonna be alright, I said 

Be Alright, I said, Be Alright, Were gonna be alright 
Hallelujah - Hallelujah , I said, I said

I SAID were gonna BE Alright 

Be Alright, I said, Be Alright,

Well Alright (we're going to be alright)(feat. Stephanie Rosado)

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Well Alright (we're going to be alright)(feat. Stephanie)

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Well Alright (we're going to be alright)(feat. Stephanie)

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