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Deux Déesses

Live Version of the first public Track by the Malicks.
Lyrics by Pierrot B.  
Music by Alexander A.(Guitar, Backvocals), Pierrot B.(Bass, Mainvocals) and Erik M.(Drums)
Produced by Lex Malone

Lyrics

verse1:
sitting at the window, see the world outside
there are a million of helpless people, i watch them passing by
i try to read their minds, but i know that i never will
cause thoughts are the last privacy in this society
chorus:
and i don t wanna be, the person that you see,
and i don t wanna feel so degraded and unreal,
i don t wanna hear this voices in my mind,
cause of them i feel so vicious and unkind!
verse2:
this time i am on my way, to find my identity,
walk among, this helpless people, without personality
i feel they read my mind, never thought anybody could
but it seems so senseless, to fight against this mindless society!
chorus
bridge:
if you re feeling lonely, please take your medicine,
cause all you need for help, is in the front of your fucked up screen
order something, watching movies, hang out with your friends
cause the new technology, full fill all our dreams
or worst fears!

Wannabe

Wannabe [Live] [@M24 26.11.2022]

Para escuchar la versión original  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/no-soy-nadie-para-ti-version-original-ver-texto

Para escuchar la versión para cantar https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/no-soy-nadie-para-ti-ver-texto

No soy nadie para ti

Yo te amo como a nadie
he amado en este mundo
para ti soy un don nadie
y un chico sin futuro.

Eres rica y tu familia
sé que aspira a algo más
que a un chico con la vista
puesta en tu bienestar.

No me importa el dinero
yo sólo te quiero a ti
sabes que soy sincero
y que sólo lucho por ti.

Estribillo

No soy nadie para ti
eso ya sé que es verdad
no me importa el porvenir
si a tu lado soy feliz.

No soy nadie para ti
nadie lo puede dudar
pero puedo conseguir
la alegría para ti.

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Yo no quiero olvidarme
de mi sueño y la esperanza
de que tú podrás amarme
y tener mi confianza.

Pero quiero que comprendas
que en el mundo no hallarás
la persona que te quiera
¡ni si quiera la mitad!

No me importa el dinero
yo sólo te quiero a ti
sabes que soy sincero
y que sólo lucho por ti.

Estribillo
I'm nobody to you

I love you like no one
I've ever loved in this world
to you I'm a nobody
and a boy with no future.

You're rich and I know your family
aspires to something more
than a boy with his sights set on
your well-being.

I don't care about money
I only love you
you know I'm sincere
and that I only fight for you.

Chorus

I'm nobody to you
I know that's true
I don't care about the future
if I'm happy by your side.

I'm nobody to you
no one can doubt it
but I can get
happiness for you.

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I don't want to forget
my dream and the hope
that you'll be able to love me
and have my trust.

But I want you to understand
that in the world you won't find
the person who loves you
not even half as much!

I don't care about money
I only love you
You know I'm sincere
And that I only fight for you.

Chorus

No soy nadie para ti (Feat. Sebastian)

You pull my strings
Try to make me dance
But I’ve got moves
That you can’t understand

You wave your hand
Expect me to nod
But I’m not playing
Don’t walk in this mode
(No, no, no…)

You’re my puppet
(You’re, you’re) You’re my puppet

I’m not your puppet
(You’re my puppet)
Neither your pet
(My puppet)
I ain’t got no strings
(You’re my puppet)
I’ve my own feelings
(No, no, no… No, no, no…)

You think I’m here
To follow your plan
But I’ve no fear
I’ll walk on my own

You’re my popup
(You’re, you’re) You’re my puppet

I’m not your puppet
(You’re my puppet)
Neither your pet
(My puppet)
I ain’t got no strings
(You’re my puppet)
I’ve my own feelings

(Repeat)

(No, no, no… No, no, no…)

Your Puppet

https://myckalmarcovic.bandcamp.com/track/le-sommeil-du-matamore
translation above
Texte et voix de Jean-Paul Gaido-Daniel
Musique de Myckaël Marcovic
Illustration d'Annie Madec

Le sommeil du matamore

Messieurs, mesdames, mon moi et moi
Vont vous chanter leur oraison
Que j’ai vécue, enfant de chœur,
Dans mon sommeil de matamore

Je moissonne des capucines,
Des mandragores de couleur
Les soirs de brume sur la colline
Sur des losanges de sept lieues

Je pense à des mots de saisons
Comme l’amour jamais cassé
Comme l’extase des matins
Comme la pitié un vendredi

Je traverse des macadams
Dans des souliers de carabin
Rouges qui exhalent la mort 
Comm’ les bottes de Saint-Pierre

Les moralistes, parlons-en !
Ils nous tartinent le melon !
Allez pointer, mais allez donc
À vos comptoirs de xénophobes

Les prophètes ont signé un pacte :
Ces fous de Dieu qui puent de l’âme
Et qui refoulent du malheur,
Sonnent les cloches de leurs blâmes

Ils sont tous là comme des loups
Fumant des pieds sur leur empire
Pour Dieu, la mort c’est l’habitude
De nettoyer ses souvenirs

Quand la lumière se fait courage
C’est toujours l’autre qui a tort
Il n’aime que ce qu’il ignore
Ses essuie-glaces sont en panne

Tous leurs couloirs cassent la vie
Avec leurs portes colmatées
Surtout la nuit, elles me font mal.
Et j’entends ricaner les hyènes

Messieurs, mesdames, mon moi et moi
Vous ont chanté leur oraison
Que j’ai vécue, enfant de chœur,
Dans mon sommeil de matamore

Jean-Paul Gaido-Daniel, 25 07 2024
Musique : Myckaël Marcovic, 7 août 2024

The matamore's sleep

Gentlemen, ladies, me and I
Will sing you their oration
That I lived, choirboy,
In my matamore sleep

I harvest nasturtiums,
Colored mandragores
On foggy evenings on the hill
On seven-league rhombuses

I think of seasonal words
Like love never broken
Like the ecstasy of mornings
Like pity on a Friday

I cross macadams
In red shoes
Red with the smell of death 
Like Saint Peter's boots

Let's talk about moralists!
They're spreading the melon!
Go and punch the clock
To your xenophobic counters

The prophets have signed a pact:
God-fearing fools who stink of the soul
And repress misfortune,
Ring out their bells of blame

They're all out there like wolves
Smoking their empire with their feet
For God, death is the habit
To cleanse one's memories

When light becomes courage
It's always the other who's wrong
He only loves what he doesn't know
His windshield wipers are out of order

All their corridors break life
With their clogged doors
Especially at night, they hurt me.
And I hear the hyenas cackling

Gentlemen, ladies, me and I
Have sung their oration to you
That I lived, choirboy,
In my matamore sleep

Jean-Paul Gaido-Daniel, 25 07 2024
Music : Myckaël Marcovic, August 7, 2024

Translated with DeepL.com (free version)

Le sommeil du matamore (Jean-Paul Gaido-Daniel / Myckaël Marcovic), feat Jean-Paul Gaido-Daniel

First recorded in September 2023.
From the album More Sponges.

It's a song about space, and how far we are off it.

This new version was mixed and mastered by
Woods Studio Norway Mixing and Mastering 
www.soundcloud.com/woods_studio 

LYRICS

Trip the wire...
To the stars, to the stars.
There's a cow...
Whats that now? 
Holy Cow.
Get to bed...
In your head.
Go to bed.

Coming soon! We pretend to be fine.
There a fire in the wastelands. What's mine?
Waste of time.
There's a fire.
We Survive.

There's a crack in the side of the farm.
You would think that they'd run but they stay.
Waste the light.
Avoid the night.
Stay alive. 

There's a river that's flowing with gold.
That you get, when you're good, if you're old.
Waste of life.
Taste the Night.
Stoke the fire.

All of her maybes, mistaken for definitely's.
All you can do is move on.
All of your sure things, replaced now with possibly's.
You've got no crutch to lean on.

All of his don't knows, revealed to be so lows.
That you didn't see where they came from.
All of the can does, are hollow lists of to does.
Interstellar. Toodle-oo. 
Now I'm gone.

Trip the wire...
To the stars, to the stars.
There's a cow...
Whats that now? 
Holy Cow.
Get to bed...
In your head.
Go to bed.

There's a message we sent to the sky.
Imagine that wont be getting too far.
Trip the wire.
To the stars.
To the stars.

There's a man on the moon, and he's heating a spoon.
As he looks sadly down on the earth.
There's a cow.
What's that now?
Holy cow.

Wee Willie runs through the town.
Crying loud as he seeks them all out.
Get to bed.
In your head.
Go to bed.

All you've got left are some rust, cans of peaches.
A pile of old Vizzes and porn.
A Fray Bentos pie and your rosy complexion.
There's no one left you rely on. 

A bust of Beethoven, a packet of suet.
A commemorative plate, a Princess Di coin.
An overfilled ashtray, a battered red jumper.
Interstellar. Toodle-oo. 
Now I'm gone.

All of her maybes, mistaken for definitely's.
All you can do is move on.
All of your sure things, replaced now with possibly's.
You've got no crutch to lean on.

All of his don't knows, revealed to be so lows.
That you didn't see where they came from.
All of the can does, are hollow lists of to does.
Interstellar. Toodle-oo. 
Now I'm gone.

Waste of time....
There's a fire. 
We Survive.
Waste the light...
Avoid the night. 
Stay alive.
Waste of life...
Taste the Night. 
Stoke the fire.
Trip the wire...
To the stars, to the stars.
There's a cow...
Whats that now? 
Holy Cow.
Get to bed...
In your head.
Go to bed.
Trip the wire...
To the stars, to the stars.
There's a cow...
Whats that now? 
Holy Cow.
Get to bed...
In your head.
Go to bed.

Interstellar Toodle-oo [2024 Remaster]

First recorded in December 2023.
From the album Sparks.

It's a song about sparks.

This new version was mixed and mastered by
Woods Studio Norway Mixing and Mastering 
www.soundcloud.com/woods_studio 

LYRICS

Leave it with me, and we'll see.
What we find without.
What the talks about.
What they've left around.
What goes round and round.

Leave it with me, and we'll see.
What we're dealing out.
What we worked around.
What it's all about.
Why we're talking loud.

The spark that glows, can be restored.
The spark is fed, the fire roars.

Just let it be, and we'll see.
What the chats about.
What they're hawking out
Where the feelings gone.
Where we're going wrong.

Just let it be, and we'll see.
What they're paying on.
What's the chance they're gone.
What's the right and wrong.
Whether it's begun.

The spark lights up the window pane.
Only the blackened charred remains.
The spark that glows, can be restored.
The spark is fed, the fire roars.

Leave it to me, and we'll see.
What the life's about.
Spinning lies around.
What this loves about.
What lies round about. 

Leave it to me, and we'll see.
What is going on.
Where it all went wrong.
Why the fuss began.
When the rabbit rabbit ran.

The spark lights up the feilds again.
Showing only charred remains.
The spark that glows, can be restored.
The spark is fed, the fire roars.

Leave it with me, and we'll see.
When it's coming back.
A surprise attack.
What or not, the craic.
That we sorely lack.

Leave it to me, and we'll see.
What the chats about.
What they're hawking out.
Where the feelings gone.
Where we're going wrong.


Spark [2024 Remaster]


Lyrics:

You’re gonna break up just a little bit   (improvised)
You’re gonna take it and run far far away
And when the time comes you never know when  it comes
You’ll be ready like it’s the end of days 
It’s a bluesy little ditty on the south side of town (artistic freedom. I don’t know anyone that lives down the south side of town)
And let’s turn all your frowns upside the hell down 
We’ve got the ocean deep in our minds
So the desert don’t faze us with its sands and lines 
Chorus: (You can sing the You had me at hello part)
You had me. You had me at hello       (Jerry Maguire but I prefer Roy Kent reference)
You had me. You had me at hello           
She said gentle with my black hair.         (True hook up story. Based on fact)
She said Gentle. I’m a little scared
Take me down to the river bed where I’ma be free. (Hell yeah)
And I got no reservations about the restaurant at 3. (At dorsia) (American Psycho reference)
No need for make up darling you can be bold. (Women all over the world be like, “hell no.”
One thousand arrows couldn’t blot our sun     (300 referenceYou had me at hello        
With the raindrops falling down your long black hair
 And I am sold
To the bidder with the clear doe eyes (true story. I was a senior in high school and auctioned off. I was alerted by some giggling girls in grade 10 that my gf had paid the highest price. Memoirs of a geisha indeed. Which makes me Gong Li geisha)
May you be ready
For an avalanche of things I’ll do for you (like what)   (the adlibs are taking the piss out of the incredibly romantic lyrics)
Clearly I have made my mistakes  (what mistakes) 
But I’ll be here for you            Verse 2
Oh what a drag. I’m sighing down your chest (this came before the movie quote before it which I thought tied the room together nicely. I’m not really a huge fan of huge bosoms but it…rhymes)
Pulling at your dress 
Oh she said yes, to twister after the date , a hell of a mess. (True story. Why else would I buy Twister?)
It’s a pulpy little fiction where we go around (Pulp Fiction reference)
And Heath still plays my favorite clown (heath ledger reference)
We’ve got the movies stuck in our minds
So the scenes don’t faze us when we lose our lines
You are my lover
You are my queen
You are my lover
Queen of everything

I swear. I will be ready
I Swear. I’ll see this to the end.




You Had Me (Feat. Herfsen)

Remixed with a new vocal track and mastered January 11, 2025.
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I met a guy.  He had very extreme political ideas and seemed to believe in every conspiracy.  I asked him where he learned the things he was saying.  He told me he know of a guy in Germany who was a fantastic source.  Afterward it occured to me that the "guy in Germany" could be anyone, and that it was a pretty dubious kind of source for all his supposed knowledge.  Little by little the guy in Germany became the Random Dude.
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Lyrics:
Verse:
I recognize that look
I see it all the time
You probably think that I’ve lost the plot
You worry bout my state of mind
You think I’m lost in conspiracy
But I can see things you might never see
Cuz I’ve found a place where the actual truth
Is handed out to anyone for free

Verse:
I’ve been searching for the truth
For as long as I can recall
I was pretty young when I realized
They were lying to us all
The government, church and the media
Their lies are a complete disgrace
But I found a source for the real story
He been there a while, out in cyber space

Chorus:
He’s got a website on the internet
He’s the strangest guy that you ever met
Don’t know where he lives or his real name
Can’t say for sure that he’s completely sane
A chip on his shoulder and a bad attitude
But that’s my guy, he’s just some random dude

Verse:
I tried going to the library
Talk to some folks who had a pHD
Conversed with a government entitiy
Took a course at the university
I would watch the news or a documentary
But all of their lies never satified me
He doesn’t need evidence, science or math
To get to the truth, the dude found a different path

Bridge:
The dude told me some remarkable facts
Like world not round it’s completely flat
He says the deep state had JFK shot
UFOs are real, covid was not
Chemtrails are part of population contrl
With 5G & vaccines they’re killing us slow
When he told me 911 was an inside job
I kinda had to conclude
That he knows his stuff, the random dude

Verse:
You might trust your scientists,
Doctors and lawyers too
You might trust your experts and
Everything the media’s feeding to you
But I know better I know who to ask
I know someone who’s thought it through
I know a random dude on the internet
He always tells me what’s really true

Chorus:
He’s got a website on the internet
He’s the strangest guy that you ever met
Don’t know where he lives or his real name
Can’t say for sure that he’s completely sane
A chip on his shoulder and a bad attitude
But that’s the guy, he’s just some random dude

Outro:
I once did my own research very seriously
Looking for websites that agreed with me
But these days I hardly even bother to read
I got more answers than I’ll ever need
He knows a hell of a lot and he’s never been wrong
if you want to know more all you gotta do is go to random dude
That’s random dude dot com

Random Dude

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