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I like the creative structure on this one. great track!

Introduction in English:

A few years ago, there was a young man living in my neighborhood who had just been abandoned by his wife. He would often come over to me and cry to me about his supposedly evil and inconsiderate wife. Increasingly, he got on my nerves with his self-pitying "I'm the victim" whining. 
At some point, during one of our conversations, he came to the conclusion that he had actually wanted the separation himself for a long time, but was simply too comfortable and cowardly to make the cut. Slowly, it seemed to him that he was letting his wife do the "dirty work" so that he could rant about her afterwards and blame her for the relationship's misery. 
Not an isolated case, but among men (....and I don't exclude myself) still too much the rule when it comes to working up the responsibilities for the failure of a relationship.
Thef following song is an attempt to take the self-pity of some men in a occasionally very self-deprecating way on the grain....    

Lyrics in English:

Self-pity (I feel pity for myself) 

I sit in the pub and stare at myself,
I wonder what I was born to do

I'm navel gazing 
I'm lonely without a woman

I feel pity for myself

I have no time for anything else but me.

I look out of the window, the clouds are looking at me,
The sun has decided that it doesn't like me

Lady luck spurns me,
My globe does not turn

I feel so pity for myself, (pity, pity, I feel so pity for myself)

I have no time for anything else but me

The blind date last night was a flop as usual 
(Flop, flop, a terrible flop)
Why is life (why?) so cruel to me, so nasty, so rough, so rude?

I stand in the street, hitchhiking away from here
Looking for happiness far away, it doesn't come to me

No one takes me with them
Already I hear my hit:

I feel so pity for myself, (shit, shit, shit, shit)

I really don't have time for anything else but me.

At the dance class the women (the women) pass me by purposefully,
(Bye, bye, my "dummy" goodbye)
Which hen, they think, laid this rotten egg...in our nest.

Uuh!

I'm going to the monastery, I'm going to become a hermit
I'll pray in front of the altar that God will finally see me,

Meanwhile, my sacrificial candle goes out

I feel so pity for myself, (so poor boy)

I really, really don't have time for anything else but me


Deutscher Originaltext:

Selbst-Mitleid (Ich tu mir leid)

Ich sitze in der Kneipe und stiere vor mich hin
ich frage mich, wozu ich überhaupt geboren bin.

Betreib` Nabelschau
Bin einsam, ohne Frau

Ich tu mir leid

Für was andres außer mir, habe ich keine Zeit

Ich schaue aus dem Fenster, die Wolken schauen mich an
Die Sonne hat beschlossen, dass sie mich nicht leiden kann

Die Glücksfee verschmäht mich
Mein Erdball dreht sich nicht

ich tu mir so leid, (leid, leid, ich tu mir so leid)

Für was andres außer mir hab` ich leider keine Zeit.

Der Blind Date gestern Abend war wie immer ein Flop
(Flop, Flop, ein furchtbarer Flop)
Warum ist das Leben (warum?) zu mir, so grausam, so böse, so grob, so grob?

Ich stehe auf der Straße und trampe fort von hier
Such‘ Glück weit in der Ferne, es kommt ja nicht zu mir

Mich nimmt keiner mit
Schon hör ich meinen Hit:

ich tu mir so leid, (shit, shit, shit, shit)

Für was andres außer mir hab` ich nun wirklich keine Zeit

Beim Tanzkurs gehen die Frauen (die Frauen) gezielt an mir Vorbei (bye, bye, my „Dummy“ goodbye)
Welche Henne, denken sie sich, legte uns dieses faule Ei…ins Nest

Uuh!

Ich gehe jetzt ins Kloster, ich wird zum Eremit
ich bete vorm Altar, dass Gott  mich endlich sieht

Meine Opferkerze geht derweilt aus

ich tu mir so leid (so poor boy)

Für was andres außer mir habe ich nun wirklich, ja nun wirklich keine Zeit

Selbst-Mitleid (Self-Pity)

Selbst - Mitleid (Self - Pity)

August 2018

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I wanted to use some simple motifs to create jazzy and rhythmic music, where you can go "wild" a bit. That's how it worked!

Left Face

Streaming!!!

Chilled out acoustic rock tune about realising it's time to make a change and leave old baggage behind

Time To Call It

Cyberpunk 2077 89.7 Growl FM entry
Watch the video on YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nb5nfV0iNgM

Music & Production by Hobocop: @metrocityrecords

Vocals & Lyrics by Cosmic Keanu

Lyrics: 

Surrounded by chaos, 
Heroic demise
It’s time – time to rise
Our names will live forever,
Forever out of time
Live for today
Join the final fight

Rise, samurai!
Blades slash through lies
As the bullets fly
Ignite the city of night 
This is our fight
There’s victory in death
If you know when to die

We walk the razor’s edge
With death by our side
We will never be alone
Forever out of time

Rise, samurai!
Tempered by our trials
With steel in our spine
Never bow to fear
Our names will never die
Ignite the city of night,
Join the final fight!

Rise, Samurai! (Hobocop & Cosmic Keanu) VIDEO AVAILABLE

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Sonorous

With Delusions of Reference, the person finds personal meaning in events, songs on the radio, events, object arrangement, and so on, as if they were speaking to the person specifically, perhaps created for him and him alone.

It's similar to certain New Thought and New Age beliefs, Native American-based practices of interpreting seeing an animal, reading Tarot and I-Ching.


Lyrics

It all comes together!
It was makes sense.
It was meant to be.
It's all been working toward this
Throughout history.
Look at the signs.
Look at the symbols. 
They are all around us, always.
Oh!

Real Strange Delusions

Delusions of Reference

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MUCH LOVE TO Y'ALL!!
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