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1. |
Intro
00:29
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2. |
Bedroom Armageddon
03:47
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Moscow’s burning!
Moscow’s burning!
Would you like a sweetie?
Don’t you fear to come…
Little girl you’re so pretty
Barbie bubble gum.
D’ye wanna see the show?
Many Russian stars engaged
Entrance fee is low
For the legal age.
The public will play with the actors
After I close the back doors,
This is my new blockbuster
The Broadway has called me “Maestro”
I’ll show you a wonder
The Wonder #8
Fireworks and thunder
Then I’ll count the gate
Caramba
Yeah Yeah Bedroom Armageddon baby
Moscow
Must go
Moscow
Must go
Libretto is not too modern
The same old Last Day of Sodom
I see some gents and ladies
Pull off their clothes already
Music, play it louder!
Compare, ring the bell!
Girl, it smells of powder
Well let’s start a Hell!
Caramba
Yeah Yeah Bedroom Armageddon baby
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You look so lonely
Rely upon me
You’re not alone
We all are one and only
You think I’m funny
When you hear me strumming
Welcome to my world
Come on, better come in
Here are my friends and
We are a rock’n’rave band
You know where to find me
Behind the microphone stand
Are you a heartbreaker
Or broken-hearted?
Don’t stand alone
Let the party get started
Hey hey
It’s you’n me & Tsunami
It’s you’n me & Tsunami
Let’s go crazy
Off the hazy
Gaga
Boom boom
Hey Britney,
Why won’t you hit me?
Hey Madonna
Why don’t you wanna?
Some people think I'm
Just wasting my time
Some people think we're crazy -
Me and friends of mine
You'd better trust me
I'm not so nasty
I'm not the one
I should, I could, I must be
Somebody, hey there
Do me a favour
Unlock the door
That’s my neurotic neighbours
They wanna join
It’s so annoying
Just let them in
And keep the party going
Hey hey
It’s you’n me & Tsunami
It’ s you’n me & Tsunami
Let’s go insane
Off the chain
Gaga
Boom boom
Hey Britney,
Why won’t you hit me?
Hey Madonna
Why don’t you wanna?
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4. |
Nirvana A Gogo
03:02
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Hey
Dear radio DJ
I got a cool hit
Would you do your tiny bit
And listen to it?
Only money, only money that’s the rule
Then we’ll show you who is cool and who’s uncool
Two guitars and broken drums are all we know
Our school band is called «Nirvana a Go Go»
Nirvana
We are so near to
Nirvana
Stay
I eat your techno take-away
And I don’t care bout diarrhea
Would you play me on the air
Dear DJ?
Only money, only money to make more
Then we’ll rock you like we never did before
Two guitars and broken drums are all we know
Our school band is called «Nirvana a Go Go»
Nirvana
We are so near to
Nirvana
Only money, only money to get signed
Then we’ll change your mind into NEVERMIND
Two guitars and broken drums are all we know
Our school band is called «Nirvana a Go Go»
Nirvana
We are so near to
Nirvana
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5. |
Gotta Go Illegal
04:02
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My Symbols of Love
My Symbols of Peace
My pigeons and doves
They honk like geese
In prime of grease
The wire netting house
The skies in squares
My birds and their spouses
Give them air
Staring at crows...
You Gotta go illegal
Flying like an eagle
You gotta go illegal
Flying like an eagle
My Symbols of Death
My Symbols of Soul
Your job is to hold
And bear my thoughts
To its last goal
The last time I coughed
I sighed and breathed in
I opened the loft
And set my soul free
Entrusted to thee
You gotta go illegal
Flying like an eagle
You gotta go illegal
Flying like an eagle
Don’t you know they have some radars
To X-Ray your jeans?
Don’t you know they can locate us
In our secret dreams?
Don’t you know the walls have ears
For a free spoken word?
Don’t you know there ain’t no frontiers
For a flying bird?
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6. |
No Strangers
04:08
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We don’t know
Just where we go
and nowhere feels like home
We don’t need
No-one to lead us
Down the road to Rome
But still we stay alive
Though we
Don’t even strive
We don’t know
Just what is what?
We know just what is not
We don’t hide
Flow with the tide
Though time it waits for naught
But still we stay alive
Though we don’t even strive
Still we stay alive
We r no strangers
2 demons and 2 angels
but still we stay alive
We don’t know
Just where the flow
Will cast us all ashore
We can’t see
What’s it to be
Alive forevermore
But still we stay alive
As if we took a dive
Still we stay alive
We r no strangers
2 demons and 2 angels
but still we stay alive
But still we stay alive
As if we took a drive
To another life
We r no strangers
2 demons and 2 angels
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7. |
Today Tonite
04:02
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Hello boys and girls
Hello little scouts
I’ll be your teacher while your teacher is out
Cos an empty space
Is a vacancy
Lesson number 1 is Wait and See
Running through arteries
Throbbing through veins
Training your body from buttocks to brains
Here’s a topic of the lesson
We’ll slightly touch on
The function of Internal Combustion
Today
The class work done - OK
Tonite
The home work be alright
Put your fingers on the button
Step on the juice
The parachute brakes are just another pair of shoes
Don’t you hear man now?
The engine chunks
Fat for you - now go get drunk
Elvis Presley,
Baby don’t be cruel
He’s lost the building
coz he got no fuel
Gotta get the tank full of love
To be a sex machine
Practice makes perfect, kids, know what I mean?
Today
The class work done OK
Tonite
The home work be alright
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8. |
Reflected At Fault
03:40
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9. |
LLL
03:03
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You wanna drop some blood tonight
You wanna feel some blood delight
You wanna pass some blood initiation
Come on baby eat the fruit
It’s made for only rude and brute
No innuendoes no insinuations
The more you know the more you need
Come on baby let it bleed
You wanna give yourself away
At least you chose the better day
Let’s Let them Love
They’re forbidden
Of the Holy Eden
So let us let them love
Let’s Let them Love
Who forbade them
To be Eve and Adam
So let us let them love
You wanna change your life tonight
Come on baby take a bite
You wanna get your adult education
You will be pain in the ribs of men
And this is when my part will end
You’d better go an’ follow your predestination
The more you fear the more you want
Come on baby I will prompt
The life seems simple and naïve
But soon you will get too bored to live
Let’s Let them Love
They’re forbidden
Of the Holy Eden
So let us let them love
Let’s Let them Love
Who forbade them
To be Eve and Adam
So let us let them love
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10. |
Seven Days
03:31
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Girl
Do you believe it's worth the world
To cry your hols away because he's gone
Hey
It's just your first love's seven days
He stole your heart c'mon there's nothing wrong
Seven days in summer
Happiness and drama
And the great clock's hammer
Strikes sixteen
Seven summer days
Treble high and bass
And a shining face
You're looking in
Boy
She's really been your pride and joy
The circumstances were against you two
Hey
It's just your first love's seven days
You're missing her and there's nothing you can do
Seven days in summer
Happiness and drama
And the great clock's hammer
Strikes sixteen
Seven summer days
Treble high and bass
And a shining face
You're looking in
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11. |
Wanna Talk To You
02:17
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Phone is ringing all day
Are you feeling OK?
The phone is ringing at night
Are you feeling alright?
Coz
I wanna talk 2 U
I wanna talk 2 U
I wanna talk 2 U
I wanna talk 2 U
Phone is playing my song
And you’re singing along
It’s rocking and raving non-stop
Put the volume to top
I wanna talk 2 U
I wanna talk 2 U
I wanna talk 2 U
I wanna talk 2 U
The phone is ringing
And you can’t stop singing
Hello
Better answer the phone
I’ll never leave you alone
Hello
Hello
Hello
Hello
I wanna talk 2 U
I wanna talk 2 U
I wanna talk 2 U
I wanna talk 2 U
I wanna talk 2 U
I wanna talk 2 U
I wanna talk 2 U
I wanna talk 2 U
I wanna talk 2 U
I wanna talk 2 U
I wanna talk 2 U
I wanna talk 2 U
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12. |
Coming Russian In
03:25
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Thanks to everyone!
Thanks for coming, thanks for going!
Thank you dad and mum!
Thanks for being not too annoying!
Did you know,
That I would come out and punk it
And steal the show,
When you bought me my first drum kit?
How could I’ve dreamt,
A simple man from a poor family
Of the ex-aristocrats
Repressed at the times of Stalin,
That I would
Stand here, posing for photographs
In the nude,
And shining in the lights of your love? Yeah?
This
Is only what it is,
It’s on my new CD’s -
I’m coming rushing
Into the showbiz!
Oh -
Here in your stereo,
There on the radio -
I’m coming Russian
Into the showbiz!
To the KGB -
Thanks for baiting music lovers!
We all were born free,
Unless some are more free than others!
Thank you, Love,
For that you let me be your singer!
Bless you all!
Special thanks for your middle fingers!
Yeah!
This
Is only what it is,
It’s on my new CD’s -
I’m coming rushing
Into the showbiz!
Oh -
Here in your stereo,
There on the radio -
I’m coming Russian
Into the showbiz!
Coming Russian In!
Coming Russian In!
Coming Russian In!
Coming Russian In!
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13. |
Dirty Toys
04:08
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Your toys lying about all over the floor
Your pictures torn from an album in terrible bore
You’re staying in the corner
Your nurses watching porno
This is your kindergarten
Your hatred is wholehearted
Dirty dirty toys
In the dirty hands
Of the dirty boys
And the dirty girls
You think you turned on the radio - it’s they who switched you on
You think you’re playing the game – how much have you won?
You’re teenage savage Asian
For rules and regulations
Unwritten laws and untold
Your hatred’s remote controlled
Dirty dirty toys
In the dirty hands
Of the dirty boys
And the dirty girls
Is this the cosmic mind or some other shit?
You need two brains and three lives to stand against it
They’re the god that created Television
For those whose got no religion
With the
Obsessions you can’t get rid
Of
They operate your hatred
Dirty dirty toys
In the dirty hands
Of the dirty boys
And the dirty girls
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14. |
Who Is In Charge
05:13
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Don’t you gimme no reason
Why I should be thinking about myself
The desert air that I breathe in
Always smells of someone else
Just show me the line
Between danger and death
This road has no signs
This road has no signs
Don’t you give me no Jesus
Or saviours of the human race
Jesus cometh to tease us
With God’s existence in this place
I spend all my time
Between destiny and dreams
This road is not mine
This road is not mine (tell me tell me)
Tell me tell me
Ooooooh
Who is in charge here?
Ooooooh
Who is in charge?
Of our lives?
Don’t you give me no limits
Except those I set for myself
All I need is a witness
To prove there’s someone else
Who might be my friend
Between Dusk and Dawn
This road has no end
This road has no end
Tell me tell me…
Give me, give me some freedom
Freedom to get rid of myself
Give me, give me good rhythm
And make me dance like no one else
Let’s twist and shout
In the very place where we’re now
This road will run out
This road has run out
Can you tell me?
Ooooooh
Who is in charge here?
Ooooooh
Who is in charge?
Of our lives?
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Begemotion Records / FIL Records Lannion, France
Feddy Begemot (Fedor Lavrov). Since 2021 FLOOR IS LAVA. Musician, composer, producer since 1980. Started studio/label
Begemotion Records in 1982. Feddy Begemot is also: OS/DS 1983-1984. Narodnoye Opolchenie 1983-1986. Somnambula 1988-1994. Begemot 1996-2001. Feddy 2001-2013. OS/DS 2014-2016. Begemot 2017. NOREDUX 2020. FLOOR IS LAVA
2021. FIL Records filrecords.filrecords.filrecords@gmail.com
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