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Alben

Produced by Sascha "Salossi" Loss and Kai Streier
Recorded by Salossi at SchnŁrsenkel Ršcords Studios, Cologne
Cover painting by Don Marcuse
Layout by Martin Christ

All songs written by Kai Streier
© 2006 Rose of a Defensive Colour Music

Featured musicians:
Kai Streier
Sascha "Salossi" Loss
Johannes "Dr. John" Pach
Lisa Spielmann
Alex Steininger
Joss Lehmkuhl

Special guest violinist:
Wolfgang Richter ("Eurondo")

Released June 2006

no fancy moves (2006)

01 (HOW COME I FEEL) THE WAY I FEEL
02 PLAIN JANE
03 NO HONEYMOON
04 LAST WINTER NIGHT
05 CLEAN SHEETS
06 MAN IN A BAD MOOD
07 GIRL FROM ITALY
08 LINGERING IN SALVADOR
09 SMALL WOOD ROOM
10 TO SEE YOU SMILE
11 TWO YOUNG PEOPLE
12 FREEWAY DANGER
13 THE OLD CAF…
14 SLOW MOTION

02 PLAIN JANE

Sitting in your apartment
Iím wondering Ďbout your shelves
How can you read so many books
And know so few about yourself
Somehow you remind me
Of a girl that I once knew
Except that she was younger
And youth is always an excuse
Another skinny teenage Venus
Who found the philosopherís stone
The closer you move towards her
The more you feel alone
She used to put her thoughts in writing
All across the windowpane
Everything about her was delicate
Ainít no plain Jane

Outside the old cathedral
The sun is sinking down
A groom is waiting for his bride
And so is everyone around
While the suspense keeps rising
Longer shadows fill the place
And the features of the beauty
Just canít match the poor womanís grace
The first time I was watching
ďThe Graduateď on TV
It made me sentimental
So I called my mom to see
And I said: ďI wish I had a girlfriend
As beautiful as Elaineď
Back then I didnít know the pros
Of plain Jane

Iíve finally got no partner
And I canít say Iím feeling bad
The fear of loss is always worse
Than the losses that youíve had
There are nights when things seem brighter
Than on sunny afternoons
And it was only yesterday
That blood was dripping from the moon
I gaze into the darkness
Of the place where I was born
Some people that you meet just donít cut deeper
Than a paper roseís thorn
I wasted too much time in summer
For a hope that was in vain
If I spend the winter with someone at all
Itís plain Jane

Last week I met somebody
She said: ďHello! My name is Janeď
Now thereís only one last problem:
That girl ainít anything but plain