DICES

Did you think it changed my mind when I saw you
Not very near?
In my eyes your helpful clichés started freezing
The whole atmosphere around you
When you said you won't
And you hide these diamonds in your face
The ones I'd love to steal & play with

This is my role in the game with your scent
It's only a restart with the rules of revenge

If you wanna have sun, you'd better rolling on
If you wanna have sun, you'd better rolling on
If you wanna have sun, you'd better rolling on
If you wanna have sun, you'd better rolling on
Get it done, counted out & on your own
The 1, the 2, the 3, the 4 ain't good for you ...

How d'you feel in my heart-shaped prison?
How will it be?
In the end there's maybe a bloody decision
The whole atmosphere around me
When you said you won't
Turned a deeper red & the jack of hearts
Climbed up to the head & just tore it apart

This is my role in the game with your scent
It's only a restart with the dice in my hand

If you wanna have sun, you'd better rolling on
If you wanna have sun, you'd better rolling on
If you wanna have sun, you'd better rolling on
If you wanna have sun, you'd better rolling on
Get it done, counted out & on your own
The 1, the 2, the 3, the 4, the 5, the 6
Come on!

Now it's your turn to go on
To go insane, yeah
Now it's your turn to go on
To go insane, yeah
Now it's your turn to go on
To go insane, yeah
Now it's your turn to go on
To go insane, yeah

If you wanna have sun, you'd better rolling on
If you wanna have sun, you'd better rolling on
If you wanna have sun, you'd better rolling on
If you wanna have sun, you'd better rolling on
And on and on ...




"Dices" is taken from the new EP "Resurrection!".
Music by The Fowes. Lyrics by Nils Carlson. Master & Mix by Jesse Flame. Recorded at FlameFactory Studios in Gera, Germany. All rights reserved (2014).

Dices

DANCING TO FORGET

Well, I don't want you to think on you & me tonight
We're standing on the brink of wilting
Till the DJ's down again, I'll dance into the light
But its sparkle's telling me something's missing

Oh yeah, and do you really can't see
The word above it all?

I'm dancing to forget the tears on my own
I'm dancing to forget the love that is gone
I'm dancing to forget the tears
I'm dancing to forget the tears

She's diamonds & champagne but nobody could get her
In the French luxury rain she's sleeping
That's why I drink too much wine, too far away's her bed
From the memory butterfly I'm keeping right now

And do you really can't see
The word above it all? Come on now!

I'm dancing to forget the tears on my own
I'm dancing to forget the love that is gone
I'm dancing to forget the tears
I'm dancing to forget the tears

I'm dancing to forget the tears on my own
I'm dancing to forget the love that is gone
I'm dancing to forget the tears
I'm dancing to forget the tears
I'm dancing to forget the tears on my own
I'm dancing to forget the love that is gone
I'm dancing to forget the tears
I'm dancing to forget the tears
I'm dancing to forget the tears
I'm dancing to forget the tears

"Dancing To Forget" is taken from the new EP "Resurrection!".
Music by The Fowes. Lyrics by Nils Carlson. Master & Mix by Jesse Flame. Recorded at FlameFactory Studios in Gera, Germany. All rights reserved (2014).

Dancing To Forget

MONDAY NIGHT

This is ending what you thought was life
Visions meant to wet you appetite
Never was aghast at dirty rooms
Walls that witness all the things we do, I said:

Oh girl, what did you come for?
Oh girl, what did you come for?

It’s hard to resist on a Monday night, yeah
So hard to resist on a Monday night
And she knows it

Doesn’t mind at all how long to last
“Cloak and dagger, that’s the best”, she says
Crawling back at midnight or just stay
The blanket that I share she pulls away, I said:

Oh girl, what did you come for?
Oh girl, what did you come for?

It’s hard to resist on a Monday night, yeah
So hard to resist on a Monday night

Yes, don’t stress, I know that I’m right
When I tell you now that we all somehow wanna be a star
Well, you’re a fucking mess yet my mind
It is just the same, they can’t complain we’d go too far

Oh, oh, oh, oh.

It’s hard to resist on a Monday night, yeah
So hard to resist on a Monday night, yeah

It’s hard to resist on a Monday night, hard to resist on a Monday night
Yeah, it’s hard to resist on a Monday night, yeah
It’s hard to resist on a Monday night, hard to resist on a Monday night
Yeah, it’s hard to resist on a Monday night, yeah yeah


"Monday Night" is taken from the new EP "Resurrection!".
Music by The Fowes. Lyrics by Nils Carlson. Master & Mix by Jesse Flame. Recorded at FlameFactory Studios in Gera, Germany. All rights reserved (2014).

Monday Night

1966

Follow me down there
Where you can feel some escalation
Your mother's elsewhere
Trying to catch some information about what has been wrong with you

Who ever knows
If she'll return before the dawning
From Doctor Robert
Prescibes the pills that get her yawning & dreaming on his chest

And she dreams of a way
To desert from heaven's fray
Running through ruins & rifts
Underground where she has lived
For so long hidden there
Rock & roll is in the air
And it's like in '66
You and I'll be in the thick of life

In this old valley
Where you & I feel fascination
The love is everything
Every leaf on the plantation poses as place to rest

And she dreams of a way
To desert from heaven's fray
Running through ruins & rifts
Underground where she has lived
For so long hidden there
Rock & roll is in the air
And it's like in '66
You and I'll be in the thick of life

"1966" is taken from the new EP "Resurrection!".
Music by The Fowes. Lyrics by Nils Carlson. Master & Mix by Jesse Flame. Recorded at FlameFactory Studios in Gera, Germany. All rights reserved (2014).


1966

TURNING UP

I'm drawing the staffs upon your face
Extracting your breath from dreary haze
Till I can hear you croon
We're in tune, we're in tune

Say that you have been missing this
And we'll take a drink that ends in a kiss
Your crystal heartbeat booms
We're in tune, we're in tune
We're in tune, we're in tune

Like Rob & Clara Schumann in their furs
We're dandering our scale

I'm turning up the music you are
I'm turning up the music you are
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah, I'm turning up

You are my muse and I want to have sex with you

You've pleased my ear, you've pleased my eye
The senses mix up in a lullaby
And my control is ruined
But we're in tune, we're in tune

I'm turning up the music you are
I'm turning up the music you are
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah

I'm turning up, it was a special night
I rushed into a fight with a beast
She didn't think but she just bared her teeth
And bit a symphony into my mortal flesh

I'm turning up the music you are
I'm turning up the music you are
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah, I'm turning up

"Turning Up" is taken from the new EP "Resurrection!".
Music by The Fowes. Lyrics by Nils Carlson. Master & Mix by Jesse Flame. Recorded at FlameFactory Studios in Gera, Germany. All rights reserved (2014).

Turning Up

CONFETTI

Beneath the muddy skies
A shaman’s dancing in the streets
When noisy laughter veiled me
Last signals on abandoned seas

I was feeling negatively unique
Yet I don’t know, I don’t know why
Metropolis appeared past
On my desperate mind

Then you came and it was all confetti
You came and it was all confetti
You came and it was all confetti
You came and it was all confetti

There you came as lonesome and as
Feathered as, feathered as me
So we made love between
A waste world’s smithereens

Then you came and it was all confetti
You came and it was all confetti
You came and it was all confetti
You came and it was all confetti

Then you came and it was all confetti
You came and it was all confetti
You came and it was all confetti
You came and it was all confetti
All confetti, ah hey!
Yeah, it was all confetti, ah hey hey!
All confetti, ah hey!
Yeah, it was all confetti!
All confetti!


Music by The Fowes. Lyrics by Nils Carlson.
All rights reserved (2014).

The Fowes - Confetti

HIGH-TECH

Your masquerade is dripping
From the torrid darts inside your head
On riven pictures and a longing to forget

But you can’t rid yourself
Of any snippet you had cut from love
Like hydras they arise each time in doubled huff

So we’re changing our hearts for a pulse battery
Living on high technology
Nothing to feel, just letting go
All the world’s just a TV show
Living on high-tech, high-tech, high-tech!
Living on high-tech, high-tech, high-tech!
Living on high-tech, high-tech, high-tech!
Living on high-tech, high-tech! High-tech, high-tech!

Wherefore these tired legs?
You’re busy, yet you have no place to run
Wherefore these arms if the embracement age is gone?

And so the rest of it
We don’t know what it’s for, ain’t life
Best electrifying with a fully cabled core?

So we’re changing our hearts for a pulse battery
Living on high technology
Nothing to feel, just letting go
All the world’s just a TV show
Living on high-tech, high-tech, high-tech!
Living on high-tech, high-tech, high-tech!
Living on high-tech, high-tech, high-tech!
Living on high-tech, high-tech! High-tech, high-tech!

Flop at work, wife strife
Come on, fuck the real life
Reconnect and don't dishevel, fight the boss, reach new level
There are millions of players who failed like you
Loved like you, lost like you and quit like you
At least they even play the fucking game with you
Can you remember the air, remember the sky, remember the sun?
Try to imagine all the things you lost when you take a break to grap your gun
Where is your high-tech? Nothing brings you back
Your room, your world it is pitch black
And you fat motherfucker die from heart attack!

We are living on high-tech, high-tech, high-tech!
Living on high-tech, high-tech, high-tech!
Living on high-tech, high-tech, high-tech!
Living on high-tech, high-tech! High-tech, high-tech!
Oh...
Oh...


[Written and performed by The Fowes. Lyrics by Nils Carlson & Hemmi Demetrio. Mix and mastering by Christopher Rönsch. Recorded in the SAE Studios Leipzig, Germany. All rights reserved (2015).]

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The Fowes - High-tech

THE FOWES - LIAR

Welcome, tonight on the stage
There’ll be a theatre conquest
For it’s the pretender’s age
And it will twist you around its fingers

Dance till your heart is a carousel
That you could simply fall off, yeah!

When we fall in love [oh, oh, oh]
There’s always a liar
When we fall in love [oh, oh, oh]
There’s always a liar, yeah

Somebody’s eye’s a reflection
Somebody’s intellect’s just your kind
And someone depicts a perfection
Skilled to sing lost souls lullabies

So dance, yes you may, till you know the words
But tomorrow these swears will be off, yeah!

When we fall in love [oh, oh, oh]
There’s always a liar
When we fall in love [oh, oh, oh]
There’s always a liar, yeah

There’s always a liar, yeah
When we fall in love [oh,oh, oh]
There’s always a liar...
When we fall in love [oh, oh, oh]
There’s always a liar, yeah
When we fall in love [oh, oh, oh]
There’s always a liar, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah!


[Written and performed by The Fowes. Lyrics by Nils Carlson. Mix and mastering by Christopher Rönsch. Recorded in the SAE Studios Leipzig, Germany. All rights reserved (2015).]

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The Fowes - Liar

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The Fowes were formed by Nils Carlson, Hemmi Demetrio & Till Langner (former member) in January 2011 in Brandis near Leipzig (Germany). In August of the same year Conrad Bösselmann joined the band as the drummer. Since then The Fowes really has started up and has performed many gigs at clubs and various events. Thereby they have been developing their unique musical style, influenced by groups like The Beatles, Franz Ferdinand, Mando Diao, etc. Characteristics of The Fowes are the singer's catchy voice, the expulsive guitar sound, the dancable & rocking drums as well as basslines full of creativity. Despite the standard rock band cast, The Fowes are far beyond the standard!

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