Where's Satan?

by Valery & The Greedies

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about

"Where's Satan?" this is the album by Valery & The Greedies (New Wave/Funk from Russian Federation).
Album was recorded from 4/22/2011 to 5/26/2011.
Aldum will be release at 7/18/2011.
Coming soon and check out our page!

credits

released 18 July 2011
Anatoly Nikulin - guitars/lead vocals
Lev Sibikovsky - guitars/backing vocals
Grigory Anushkin - drums/backing vocals
Sergey Matyuk - bass/backing vocals

Musical producer - Anatoly Nikulin
Associated producer & cover design - Sergey Shkuratov
Sound engineer - Sergey Ilchenko
Illustrations by Andrey Gorokhov

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tags: art-punk funk indie new wave post-funk Russian Federation

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Track Name: Where's Satan?
Where's Satan?

Southern men drink fire,
They burn their livers on pyre...
And it were their kinks,
That we did the same things...
Southern cops drink urine
All this for finding Janine...
All this was done,
So that we'd made off the town...
Southern women - milk and roses,
But all the same talks and lips...
And I think, all this what for?
Maybe King wants more and more!

Where's Satan?
Where's Satan?
In their bodies,
There's Satan!

Southern people look with reproach,
On everyone, who chase to Scotch...
But they don't care a straw -
You gonna live according to their law...
Southern cities called me back
And all my gypsy band...
Infatuation in our bodies...
King wants our bodies...

Where's Satan?
Where's Satan?
In our bodies,
There's Satan!

Where's Satan?
Where's Satan?
In my body,
There's Satan!
Track Name: Cynicism
Cynicism.

Cynicism - is my ego
And just the time be exposed...
I cast a shadow
On all the things, that I saw...
Cynicism - is my drifting
On the waves of being...
This is not setback,
It's only what I think...
Cynicism - is my power
Over disturbed mind...
Time to be honest, fella,
Escape the outside...
Escape the outside...
Escape the outside...

Cynicism - it's a envy
If isn't given to you...
It's rare feeling
In all things, that we do...
Cynicism - it's a boomerang
Boomerang against himself...
It returns to sender,
And always finds target...
Cynicsm - it's a strangeness,
And you don't know on that side...
Time to be honest, baby,
Escape the outside...
Escape the outside...
Escape the outside...

Time to be honest, baby...
Time to be honest, boy...
Time to be honest, fella
And don't try to be a kind...
Time to be honest, baby...
Time to be honest, boy...
Time to be honest, fella
Escape the outside...
Escape the outside...
Escape the outside...
Track Name: Use The Moments Of My Adequacy
Use The Moments Of My Adequacy.

I wasn't a fool:
Had a clear mind...
And never before
Was I ever kind...
I search for the books
And money in it,
And all my skill
Spent for new fit...

I need a health certificate,
And a right for sanctuary...
I need a rest and my hung,
And I need an aery...

Film-director
Knows my thoughts...
His new creation
About my "gods"...
But I don't wanna
Look at the screen,
As my reflection
Shows, I'm so lean...

I need a health certificate,
And a right for sanctuary...
I need a rest and my hung,
And I need aery...

So, use the moments of my adequacy
While I'm healthy...
Well, use the moments of my adequacy,
But not today...
So, use the moments of my adequacy
While I'm healthy...
Well, use the moments of my adequacy,
But not today...
Track Name: Walking To The Depth
Walking To The Depth.

Son, I've seen the gulf,
It is mysterious and dark...
The depth covered by gold,
And hall is like a ark...
I went to the sailor,
He told me 'bout bottom of the sea...
But how can you speak about it?
About what you never see...

...Depth.
I'm walking to the depth...
I'm walking to the depth...
I'm walking to the depth...

We built the tower of Babel,
It seemed we're on the top of the world,
But when high water came,
We found ourselves...

On the depth...
We're walking to the depth...
We're walking to the depth...
We're walking to the depth...

Walking on...
Walking on...
Walking on...
Walking on...

On the depth...
I'm walking to the depth...
I'm walking to the depth...
I'm walking to the depth...
Track Name: Dances On The Bones
Dances On The Bones.

The gaping abyss -
These vain attempts...
Time to make an end of
This fun and games...
While the people fell down,
We're burnt fires...
While the houses fell in,
We're began to dance...

While the people fell down,
We're burnt fires...
While the houses fell in,
We're began to dance...

(Can you feel my own...?)
(Can you feel my own...?)
(Can you feel my own...?)
(Can you feel my own...?)

Bony fingers, bony legs -
This is all that has remained...
Keep moving on your remains...
To move! To move!
Bony fingers, bony legs -
This is all that has remained...
Keep moving on your remains...
To move! To move!

Dances on the bones.
For all these skeletons.
Dances on the bones.
For all these skeletons.

(Can you feel my own...?)
Dances on the bones.
(Can you feel my own...?)
For all these skeletons.
Track Name: Bloody Vomit
Bloody Vomit.

Lights are put out,
Sideboards are closed,
Guests are turned out
In darkness and frost...

My bloody vomit
Was a tale...
My bloody vomit -
Now it's a fact...
It's on the real...
My bloody vomit
Was a tale...
My bloody vomit -
Now it's a fact...
It's on the real...

Doors of this week
Won't open once more...
Forget all these feasts
And what was before...

My bloody vomit
Was a tale...
My bloody vomit -
Now it's a fact...
It's on the real...
My bloody vomit
Was a tale...
My bloody vomit -
Now it's a fact...
It's on the real...
Track Name: Tears Of Master Of Kung-Fu
Tears Of Master Of Kung-Fu.

Where's my protection
Of my soul?
The another connection
Has left me alone...
Where you do my guru?
Or maybe you're a fraud?
I thought, I knew you,
But, seemingly, not...

I should have thought,
That this doctrine is hoax...
Down with protector
And all remainder idols and gods!
Whom to entrust the protection?
Whom to expose the fears?
Maybe the new connection...?
Come on, "master", shed tears!

These tears of master of kung-fu -
It is your shame, it's up to you...
These tears of master of kung-fu -
This only thing that you do...

These tears of master of kung-fu -
It is your shame, it's up to you...
These tears of master of kung-fu -
This only thing that you do...
Track Name: Bashkir Horror
Bashkir Horror.

People don't cry,
Even, if they die,
Even, if on the neck
Tie...
People aren't afraid,
But it's too late -
In future just the ones
Gate...

Someone says,
That it's dangerous,
But it's my future love...

Honeydrippers pies,
All around is spice,
Poor red soil...
Gneiss...
Roll up for the tour -
This is our rule...
Join right now
On the tour...

Someone says,
That it's dangerous,
But it's my future love...

Someone says,
That it's dangerous,
But it's my future love...
It's my future love...
Track Name: She-Wolf
She-Wolf.

Like a every of my bros,
Like a every of her sons,
I was born from only one's womb -
She-wolf, mama, she-wolf, ma...
She-wolf, mama, she-wolf, ma...
She-wolf, mama, she-wolf, ma...
Everybody of the shaman's sons,
Everybody of the shaman's bros,
Everybody talkin' by word of mouth...
She-wolf, mama, she-wolf, ma...
She-wolf, mama, she-wolf, ma...
She-wolf, mama... Bridge!

Everybody talkin' 'bout my ma,
And nobody knows, who was my dad...
I was born under shaman's sign...
She-wolf, mama, she-wolf, ma...
She-wolf, mama, she-wolf, ma...
She-wolf, mama, she-wolf, ma...
Everybody talkin' by word of mouth... ('bout my)
She-wolf, mama, she-wolf, ma...
She-wolf, mama, she-wolf, ma...
She-wolf, mama... Bridge!