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Alben

Produced by El Poncho Pescadero
Recorded by Hector Casanova at Estudio CAS, Catemaco, Veracruz, Mexico
and by Mr. Kai at Geldorp Mansion, Cologne, Germany.
Additional recording by José Angel Taxilaga Morteo at Arcca Records, Catemaco
and by Salossi at Burgblick Studios, Ruppichteroth, Germany.
Cover photo by Mr. Kai
Album design by Nora van Rijn

All songs written by Kai Streier
© 2013 Rose of a Defensive Colour Music

Performed by Mr. Kai and Mariachi “Gala Juvenil” de Catemaco:
Leonardo Martínez Rodríguez – trumpet, background vocal
Sergio Antonio Santos Paxtlán – vihuela, nylon string guitar, background vocal
Leonardo Martínez Cágal – violin, background vocal
Isidro Martínez Cágal – guitarron

Special guests:
Gonzalo “Chalo” Barrientos
Hector Casanova
Sascha “Salossi” Loss

Released July 2013

veracruz (2013)

01 AMERICAN ROAD TRIP
02 ANCIENT CROSS
03 THE NEIGHBOUR
04 DUST AND MISERY
05 VERACRUZ
06 THINGS AIN’T GETTING BETTER
07 SALT UPON OUR SKIN
08 AMPHIBIOUS SYMPHONY
09 COCKROACHES EVERYWHERE
10 BLACK HILL
11 SUNDAY IN BELGIUM

09 COCKROACHES EVERYWHERE

Roaches on the kitchen floor
Roaches in the bin
I open a bag to grab a bap
There’s a giant roach within
Roaches drawing circles
Closing in upon my chair
Roaches getting sweet
On me and mine
Cockroaches everywhere

Lovesick tomcat on the prowl
He’s screaming like a babe
Wooing rivals joining in
His feline serenade
I wish they all would come and kill
Get done with this affair
But none of them give any
Damn ‘bout my
Cockroaches everywhere

Roaches waiting motionless
Roaches moving quick
I try to sleep but I just can’t
These insects make me sick
Roaches on my pillow and bed
Crawling through my hair
Roaches at my feet
Smelling cheese
Roaches everywhere

Some alarm clock going off
It’s four o’clock in the morn
‘Tween getting up and shouting loud
And breaking down I’m torn
Damn thing gonna ring for hours
Ain’t nobody there
‘Cept roaches on the table
Nibbling…
Cockroaches everywhere

Switch on the light
Switch on the light
Switch it off again
Flick the switch
Flick the switch
Flick it back again

I’m kicking roaches like a ball
But I don’t score no goals
When you try to crush them
They dash into their holes
Vermin striking from behind
Never playing fair
Like vampires in the darkness
Sucking blood
Roaches everywhere