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Radio Frankenstein

by Disco Dicks

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1.
Sunset Radio 04:37
(Good evening, good morning and good day to you If your feet ain’t on the ground, the sun don’t go down, hm We are here to send love Around the sun, beyond and back As we’re spacing, tripping, smoothing and raving To wherever we feel like taking it We like to invite you to join us on our journey A journey that can only be a journey When we are travelling together So let's make it right) The day is done before we come along The night still young and tempting We put it on and then we groove along It’s blasting and smashing The day is done before we come along The night still young and tempting We put it on and then we groove along It’s blasting and smashing Sunset radio, tune into it A realtime funky show Tune into the golden Lady baby shake it come on Move your body And play me The day is done before we come along The night still young and tempting We put it on and then we groove along It’s blasting and smashing The day is done before we come along The night still young and tempting We put it on and then we groove along It’s blasting and smashing Sunset radio, tune into it A realtime funky show Tune into the golden Lady baby shake it come on Move your body And play me Sunset radio, tune into it A realtime funky show Tune into the golden Lady baby shake it come on Move your body And play me Sunset radio, tune into it A realtime funky show Tune into the golden Lady baby shake it come on Move your body And play me Sunset radio, tune into it A realtime funky show Tune into the golden Lady baby shake it come on Move your body And play me
2.
Love, won’t you let me in I won’t be just someone, or something Love, can we stay in, touch, me Whenever you want to, like you once did do She’s a dancer, playing, danger Can I get back in Heaven, heartless, hold on, into some Rave until the morning Move until the dawn Shaking and quacking Stealing empty hearts Abuse to be amusing A muse from the start Undercover little lover Playing to outsmart She’s a dancer, playing, danger Can I get back in Heaven, heartless, hold on To some words she said Love can we let it be Can we live and let go, of our egos Hun, I never thought, love could cut through Evening I knew She’s a dancer, playing, danger Can I get back in Heaven, heartless, hold on, unto some Rave until the morning Move until the dawn Shaking and quacking Stealing empty hearts Abuse to be amusing A muse from the start Undercover little lover Playing to outsmart She’s a dancer, playing, danger Can I get back in Heaven, heartless hold on To some words she said Sometimes it was just you and I Heavy hearted, smoke and wine I’m not waiting, but I’m willing to try I’m not waiting, but I’m willing to try I’m not waiting, but I’m willing to try Dancer, playing Heaven, heartless Rave until the morning Move until the dawn Shaking and quacking Stealing empty hearts Abuse to be amusing A muse from the start Undercover little lover Playing to outsmart She’s a dancer, playing, danger Can I get back in Heaven, heartless hold on To some words she said
3.
It was the dark of night There was a bright shadowed moonlight You tried to impress me, address me You mentally undressed me I don’t wanna dream it I just wanna feel it Your fingertips around my hips I got stains of cherry lipstick And your number on a post it But you left your name out I’m trying real hard to figure it out You’re a superlicious girl Superlicious girl You’re a superlicious girl Superlicious girl Cause you were playing watch me, foxy We passed the time quite slowly Come on baby let's ride out, hide out Be somewhere where we can be a bit louder Heavenly dreaming, soulfully believing In a stranger from the dawn I don’t wanna dream it I just wanna feel it Your fingertips around my hips I got stains of cherry lipstick And your number on a post it But you left your name out I’m trying real hard to figure it out You’re a superlicious girl Superlicious girl You’re a superlicious girl Superlicious girl I don’t wanna dream it I just wanna feel it Your fingertips around my hips I don't think I dreamed it I just think I felt it Your fingertips around my hips I got stains of cherry lipstick And your number on a post it But you left your name out I’m trying real hard to figure it out You’re a superlicious girl Superlicious girl You’re a superlicious girl Superlicious girl Stains of cherry lipstick Your number on a post it Your name was nowhere to be found My memory is misty Condition kinda dizzy You left without a sound
4.
FCK YOU 03:50
The stories told, and tales we've said We played our part, we’ve reached the end And oh-oh-oh, we cannot restart this You wandered off, lingering You wanted space for figuring Oh-oh-out Just who you are without this We had something, I loved it But I had it coming, messed up the start It’s all or nothing, I’ll leave you with your New fresh little baby boy F*ck you Wanted to say I love you Wanted to say I need you And all you did is fall in love with this other kid So f*ck you Wanted to believe you Give you time to see you But all you did is fall in love with this other kid You kept me on a dog leash Not letting go, nor feeding it Oh-oh-oh, it’s time for me to leave this I don’t think you meant this But I don’t think you dealt with Wha-ah-at the real issue is We had something, I loved it But I had it coming, messed up the start It’s all or nothing, I’ll leave you with your New fresh little baby boy F*ck you Wanted to say I love you Wanted to say I need you And all you did is fall in love with this other kid So f*ck you Wanted to believe you Give you time to see you But all you did is fall in love with this other kid Fairytales and stories end No other way to make amends And lo-oh-ove will break the heart of every man We had something, I loved it But I had it coming, messed up the start It’s all or nothing, I’ll leave you with your New fresh little baby boy F*ck you Wanted to say I love you Wanted to say I need you And all you did is fall in love with this other kid So f*ck you Wanted to believe you Give you time to see you But all you did is fall in love with this other kid
5.
Won't you be my parallel compression Smoothly lifting all of the unknown Gently teasing snippets of a prime time Uncensored Hollywood show Won't you be my serotonin addiction Elevate my head above the clouds Drugs don’t do the same thing as they used to do Deep down in this brain of mine (It's all that I want) (It's all that I please) (It's all that I want) (It's all that I please) Saxophone It is something for a lover Tickle my funky bone It's our secret to one another Take it down the temperate zone Piña coladas on a Sunday I can’t recall It was something, for a lover On weekends Won't you be the cash stash in my pocket Taking me wherever down I go Easy flowing, dripping through my fingertips The uncensored Hollywood show Won't you be my midnight liquid Every drop invites for another You don't make me hold no other I'll take it one drip at a time (It's all that I want) (It's all that I please) (It's all that I want) (It's all that I please) Saxophone, It is something for a lover Tickle my funky bone It's our secret to one another Take it down the temperate zone Piña coladas on a Sunday I can’t recall It was something, for a lover On weekends (Hello and good evening, ladies and gentlemen Unfortunately we are having some technical difficulties As our DJ did not make it to the gig But we've made a menu where you can choose and decide What you wanna hear yourself If you wanna have more George Michael, please dial one For more Billy Idol, please dial two) Saxophone It is something for a lover Tickle our little funky bone It's our secret to one another Take it down the temperate zone Piña coladas on a Sunday I can’t recall It was something For a lover On the weekend For a lover It was something for a lover For a lover
6.
It was a cool summer evening, the smoke was hanging low He was staring at the starlight, dreaming of where to go He didn’t know He didn’t know, what he got so high for He put out his cigarette, and he put on his boots and jeans He ran out the front door, after looking for his keys He kept low, sneaking through the empty streets Lonely riding through the dark Hold him in a spell To find the right To give the eye Neon lights bright up the sky New faces in the night Trying to impress Trying to possess To find his Bonnie to Clyde And after he started talking to a stranger in the dawn They had a couple of shots and kissed on the top floor They kept it on They kept it on, for not that long She said "I’d get a round of drinks", she said “I’ll be right back” He was waiting on the balcony, and he saw that she just left He didn’t know He didn’t know what he did her wrong for Lonely riding through the dark Hold him in a spell To find the right To give the eye Neon lights bright up the sky New faces in the night Trying to impress Trying to possess To find his Bonnie to Clyde (He didn’t know what he got so high for) (Needed something to show, to show, to show) (Needed something to show, to show, to show) (Needed something to show, to show, to show) (Needed something to show, to show, to show) (Needed something to show, to show, to show) (Needed something to show, to show, to show) (Needed something to show, to show, to show) (Needed something to show, to show, to show) (Needed something to show, to show, to show) (Needed something to show, to show, to show) (Needed something to show, to show, to show) (Needed something to show, to show, to show) They kept it on, for not that long
7.
How is it the world keeps turning your way If one cup’s full the other one stays empty If you’re looking for your spine I’d say you lost it A pinstripe suit don’t have that many pockets You make money? I dare disagree Cause money makes money Makes money you see 48th floor Gold sign on the door Makes it hard to know What’s going on below Watchu' say, it’s all gonna trickle down Like dollars in a club on the dirty ground How is it the world keeps turning your way If one cup’s full the other one stays empty You’re looking for a line upon your mirror Why would I judge the sin but not the sinner Conquer and divide Dress real nice Because there’s nothing quite like Going out in style All coked up blood shot Eyes and such You're just a victim of Instinct on the streets Like a dog out Chasing cars, clothes Movie stars If you wanna go far This is guitar vs cigar Watchu’ say, it’s all gonna trickle down Like dollars in a club on the dirty ground How is it the world keeps turning your way If one cup’s full the other one stays empty Like picking up a fight inside a bar Well this one is guitar vs cigar
8.
Hot Stuff 04:30
When I see you, it’s all about the hot stuff You tell me, oh baby I can't get enough Oh love, enough of the hot stuff, honey It’s a temptation A secret sensation Of the hot stuff (The f***ing hot stuff) The super hot stuff (The f***ing hot stuff) The f***ing hot stuff (The f***ing hot stuff) The super hot stuff I’ll play it cool For a little hot stuff I’ll take it slow For a little hot stuff honey I want too, I want to tickle you Gently So tender, a condemner to you It’s a temptation The secret sensation Of the hot stuff (The f***ing hot stuff) The super hot stuff (The f***ing hot stuff) The f***ing hot stuff (The f***ing hot stuff) The super hot stuff It’s a temptation The secret sensation It’s a temptation The secret sensation Of the hot stuff (The f***ing hot stuff) (The f***ing hot stuff) (The f***ing hot stuff) (The f***ing hot stuff) (The f***ing hot stuff) (The f***ing hot stuff) (The f***ing hot stuff) (The f***ing hot stuff) (The f***ing hot stuff) (The f***ing hot stuff) (The f***ing hot stuff) (The f***ing hot stuff) Hot stuff (Hauptstadt geschmack) (The f***ing hot stuff) (The f***ing hot stuff) (The f***ing hot stuff) (The f***ing hot stuff) (The f***ing hot stuff) The super hot stuff (The f***ing hot stuff) The f***ing hot stuff (The f***ing hot stuff) The super hot stuff (The f***ing hot stuff) It’s a temptation A secret sensation It’s a temptation A secret sensation Of the hot stuff
9.
Cause Disco Dicks is playing at my house, at my house I show you the rope kid, I show you the rope I got a bus and a trailer at my house, my house I show you the rope kid, I show you the rope I bought 15 cases for my house, my house And all the furniture is in the garage Because Disco Dicks is playing at my house, my house Oh-oh-oh yeah yeah Oh-oh-oh yeah yeah Oh-oh-oh yeah yeah Oh-oh-oh I waited seven years and 15 days And every kid is here for miles, at my house The neighbors can’t, can't call the police And there is a first fight brewing at my house, at my house Because Disco Dicks is playing at my house, at my house You got to set them up kid, set them up Cause Disco Dicks is playing at my house, at my house And no one can call the police Cause Disco Dicks is playing at my house, my house Cause Disco Dicks is playing at my house, my house
10.
Here come old flat top, he come Grooving slowly, he got Joo joo eyeballs, he one Holy roller he got Hair down to his knees Got to be a joker he just do what he please He wear no shoe shine, he got Toe jam footballs, he got Monkey finger, he shoot Coca-Cola, he say I know you, you know me One thing I can tell you is you got to be free Come together, right now, over me He bag production, he got Walrus gumboot, he got Ono sideboard, he one Spinal cracker, he got Feet down below his knees Hold you in his armchair you can feel his disease Come together, right now, over me

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Hello. We are Disco Dicks.

Two astronauts with rusty spacesuits and a dusty rocket that can only do one setting - full speed ahead. We venture through space and time on a mission to uncover what rock'n'roll, dance and disco have in common, back to the future style.

We hand-picked "Radio Frankenstein" from clandestine live music heritage of the forbidden archives concealed in the XXIII century Mannheim. Now we bring it to you as a supernova on an epic journey far beyond the event horizon.

Take us by the hand and have a look inside.

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released November 18, 2022

Played by Disco Dicks and Julian Maier-Hauff
Written by Disco Dicks
Produced by Disco Dicks and Julian Maier-Hauff

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Disco Dicks Mannheim, Germany

Unroasted, 3-D ink-blood printed cosmic energy. Disco Dicks have returned from the future to save you.

Tailored up in the 70s, partners in crime, close to the battlefront. Fuzing modern club sounds with beloved instruments of choice.

Heart of a rock band, smell of funk and the guilty pleasure of your French teacher’s aerobic pants.

Board the Falcon, open a bottle and turn yourself on autopilot.
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