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Slightly Dangerous

by Hendricks the Hatmaker

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1.
All we’ve got is time and we lose it day and night It passes by with every heartbeat make it count, make it right On our eternal journey homebound we’re trying to find where the blood pumps around Home’s just a word though, made up by mothers to make their children come back All we’ve got is time and we lose it day and night It passes by with every heartbeat make it count, make it right All we’ve got is time and you’ve disposed it all at once And I wish you all the best mate, wherever you are You’ve got lost in this illusion and were drowning in In a million shades of black By giving in you’ve stolen your own chances to ever get it back We can never replace you but we live up to defeat the pain (lalalalala) Your decision is clear and we’ll never share a laugh again (lalalalala) Your freedom of choice means by no means free (lalalalala) But there was just enough shit to climb out of the latrine
2.
Tell me where are you going my dear Violet. Tell me where are you going my dear Violet, because the world outside is cold and the ocean oh so deep and the sheep will pay attention to the wolf when it speaks. Tell me where are the sisters my dear Violet. Tell me where are the sisters my dear Violet. Mother nature took her toll and no one really learned from it but that’s just the role we play, listen, watch and then repeat. So they promise you my dear, your much more than just a number. If you just follow their lead. My dear Violet. Oh dear Violet. You are the one. Unsinkable silence. My dear Violet. Come on home. Let’s give the warmonger another vessel. Lets give the warmonger another vessel. Transportation is an issue and the butcher’s short on time and the victims needs to be on the scene of the crime. Tell me where are the lifeboats my dear Violet. Tell me where are the lifeboats my dear Violet. Sometimes they safe another life or they’ll pull it in the deep. Depends on if we need a hero or a newspaper to feed. But i’ll promise you my dear you’re much more than just a number If you just follow their lead. My dear Violet. Oh dear Violet. You are the one. Unsinkable silence. My dear Violet. Come on home. No response from all our saints. Maybe god himself needs help because nothing really changed here since April 1912. God himself needs all our help he’s been deserted by his friends. The devil’s on vacation represented by ourselfs My dear Violet. Oh dear Violet. You are the one. Unsinkable silence. My dear Violet. Come on home. My dear violet. C’mon Violet. Please come home. We’re going down, We’re going down, We’re going down.
3.
Parents sent their youth for years into the mud While the people home where starving they’ve spilled each others blood Hold back your panic boys, grab on to your rifle Go over the top now and lay down your life You can see two flashes right, right in the eyes 80 Million people were bound to die for a violent illusion, an historic fever dream we dreamt for almost 30 years and keep dreaming, so it seems Now here we are Some buy mobile phones, some starve How would it be if the’ve left marble instead of ashes? They brought books instead of bullets They’ve brought love instead of death Put your ear on the door and you’ll hear madness outside screaming You’re always on the run you can never tell if you’re running or chasing Build another wall and you’ll hear the madness outside screaming open the door and you will know What the hell we’re in for? 70 Years later we’ve got to pay the bill of those delusions from back in the day with international bullets and laser-guided bombs Its been a whole rotten century of listening to the wrong folks How can we expect Just the slightest bit of respect From our children when they’re asking us why? We fill our pockets up with earth To give ourselfs a Dollar’s worth And put them on this planet only to die
4.
I come from far away My time hasn’t met this date But even thought they are separated by symbols does a difference for me Until we’re falling off the planet baby One thing’s for sure We keep on missing the good old days While we’re, we’re passing through Your journal’s way too real When memories become a battlefield But just because they aren’t right doesn’t mean they’re wrong, mean they’re wrong. Hands down Chin up What ever the price happens to be We are now and we are here
5.
At the boozer across the street I checked my latest newsfeed And I realized what goes wont come around Timeline fines and welfare All organized from armchairs About as understanding as their baton rounds When will we tell the government to fuck off Use some elbow grease and bid them farewell When will we tell the government to fuck off They will rather move air than themselves So I left home and went to Bern And asked them nicely to return Back to their holes whence they came As I found they blokes I sough I made a little drawing while I talked And had security to show me out When will we tell the government to fuck off Use some elbow grease and bid them farewell When will we tell the government to fuck off And candidate ourselves Remember. When will we tell the government to fuck off And drive around in fancy limousines Remember. When will we tell the government to fuck off And live our lifes just as kings

about

After the tragic death of our former singer and friend Reni, we decided to re-record a couple of songs from our previous record "Mostly Harmless" and present them in an all new sound.
This is the start of our new band chapter and the first step into our future.

All we've got is time, let the good times roll!

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released June 3, 2022

BAND
Nicolas Sigrist // melodies, vocals, jokes
Ramona Dal Ponte // groove, energy, crowd
Stefan Stangl // keeps the other two in sync

GUESTS
Anna Murphy, Sämi Locher, Katja Willi, Akimbo Guinnes Choir

RECORDED & MIXED by Manuel "Wigi" Wiget

MASTERED by Anna Murphy

ORIGINAL ARTWORK by Michael Leuthold, altered by gango luege

Alls Songs written, performed and covered by Hendricks the Hatmaker
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Hendricks the Hatmaker, that’s Nicolas, Stefan and Ramona, combine the three musical genres of “Gin”, “Millinery” and „Butt- Kicking”.

Guitars, drums, bass, and even from time-to-time an acoustic instrument, complement each other almost as perfectly as cucumber and tonic water.

They now continue with their plan to take over the world as a classic punk-power-trio.
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