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Alben

Produced by Sascha "Salossi" Loss and Kai Streier
Recorded by Salossi at the following places:
Schlossblick Studios, NŁmbrecht
SchnŁrsenkel Ršcords Studios, Cologne
Home of the Steiningers, Cologne
Cover photo by Beate Uehlenbruck
Album design by Ralf Gottschalk

All songs written by Kai Streier
© 2010 Rose of a Defensive Colour Music

Featured musicians:
Kai Streier
Lisa Spielmann
Sascha "Salossi" Loss
Eddie MuŮoz
Alex Steininger
Fabian Steininger
Joss Lehmkuhl

Special guests:
Lea Kinting, Denise Ebert & Marie Dengler
("The Fabulous Flamingos")
Wolfgang Richter

Released March 2010

hotel tales (2010)

01 POOLSIDE AT THE FLAMINGO
02 PALACE HOTEL LOVE
03 WARM HEART
04 BODY AT WAR
05 MEAN MAN
06 DRAWING PERFECT CIRCLES #2
07 EVIL SPAIN
08 PHYSICAL POETRY
09 OPPOSITES ATTRACT
10 MOCKING DREAM
11 TIPSY GYPSY
12 WAVE OF SOUND

01 POOLSIDE AT THE FLAMINGO

In case you got me wrong
Wanna straighten this out
Let me tell you now
What my message was about
The one I left on the floor
Next to your bed
A cute teddy bear
With a cut-off head
Didnít intend to do you
Or myself any harm
When I did this killing in the moonlight
Ainít flirting with a razorblade
Donít shoot up any scene
Just chilling here poolside
At the Flamingo

Itís either fear and loathing
Or itís peace and love
Itís up to you to do
What youíve been dreaming of
When I checked in
I heard a Mexican tell
A tale about a gringo
Going straight to hell
Never needed luxury
To get from A to B
Iím cool with a mule ride
But this time things are different
Gonna stay here for a while
And be nowhere but poolside
At the Flamingo

Donít wanna play roulette
Donít wanna play bingo
All I wanna do is relax
Gonna let my soul fly
Like a flamingo
Wonít cover up my tracks
I wouldnít try to disappear
Or change my name
Only criminals and fools hide
If you want to know about me
Find out how I feel
Come and meet me poolside
At the Flamingo

Been thinking Ďbout Las Vegas
Been thinking Ďbout Rome
Couldnít tell a place of worship
From a pleasure dome
Those cocktails got me swinging
Singing, ďcock-a-doodle-dooĒ
When Iím looking at a palm tree
Iím seeing two
Ainít no use in telling me
That I should change
Like my teachers back at school tried
Ainít sleeping in the gutter
Ainít dying of thirst
Enjoying myself poolside
At the Flamingo