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Ophelia's attempt

by MOCKING DEAD BIRD

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David Laubner
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David Laubner felt that to my bones. Berlin is a bitch too, trying to fuck it always ends up with a rope in my hands. thanks for an awesome night in Haguenau. you a real one, Daniel. Bless! Favorite track: The Man With A Rope In His Hands.
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1.
She talks to people who ain’t there Her fingers know the ground But her eyes ain’t around Seems to be holding onto a galleon’s rail Leaning on the cobblestones Laughing at the devil’s storm She struggles in her meadow Sings the scarecrow Don’t she dare willing She makes things up inside her head She stands alone with her body gone In a very quiet and closed room Opened to a deeper sea Than the deepest clouds may be She struggles in her meadow Sings the scarecrow Don’t she dare willing Don’t she dare willing Is there something rotten in this kingdom, she says You wanted to love me Before you crumpled me In a very quiet and closed room Opened to a deeper sea Than the deepest clouds may be She struggles in her meadow Sings the scarecrow Don’t she dare willing
2.
We are dashing ghosts We ride invisible horses We may smile a bit Rubble Men Standing On The Wrong Side Of The Road There's a town where nobody came Painted with gloom & shame Not a single day a soul we met Not a single night on a heart to bet In this town where nobody came We took the time to settle down The both of us with bloom’n hat The both of us hiding with rats ‘Cause we are dashing ghosts And we ride invisible horses We may smile a bit Rubble Men Standing On The Wrong Side Of The Road Through this town where nobody came We shared our sense of fame The city hall we took its head The county jail we painted red Around this town where nobody came Two souls’n no fame Two graves with no names In the town where nobody came We are dashing ghosts We ride invisible horses We may smile a bit Rubble Men Standing On The Wrong Side Of The Road There's a town where nobody came A town where nobody came
3.
Dead birdman singing Sharing his surrender With head in hands just singing Giving up his splendor Coming to an end Not much to defend Coming to an end Just coming to an end Mind the dead bird still mocking You never know on which side he stands While he’s coming to his end Mind the dead bird still dreaming You never know whether he’s down or strong While he’s coming to his end Mind the dead bird still feeling You never know if he’s right or wrong While he’s coming to his end Dead birdman singing Sharing his disaster With head in hands just singing Showing off with anger Coming to an end Coming to an end With not so much to defend Coming to an end Just coming to an end
4.
I met a blue bird Standing on my rocking chair Skulls dancing in the air Skulls dancing in the air And the blue bird singing He hides no despair There are no secrets to be shared Just the echoes of a smile Just the beauty of our smiles And the blue bird singing And in the meanwhile The two of us with a vision to share Don’t we fear no stranger Don’t we feel no danger While the blue bird’s singing
5.
If you take a look at the picture on the wall Near the fireplace and the broken bedroom door You’ll see the glance of a strange eye You’ll meet the dance of a funeral Under a restless sky Let the man remove the frame Of his wounded blues Let the man remove his frame You’ll see the dance of a funeral While you close your eyes through the darkened corridor You will feel the kiss of your shadow on the floor You’ll see the glance of a strange eye You’ll meet the dance of a funeral Under a restless sky Let the man remove the frame Of his wounded blues Let the man remove his frame You’ll see the dance of a funeral You’ll see the dance of a funeral
6.
Behind the curtains of the Donky King Hides a Slug-man no-one’s ever seen He sleeps in the closet with no spine Lies on the ground without looking around He won’t tell us what he feels He hides the secret of the Dunky King All things went wrong from the beginning Said the Slug-man to the wall Under the mighty mask of the Donky King Grows a slug-man no-one’s ever heard He doesn’t make a sound when he goes out Tries to crawl without messing around He won’t tell us what he needs He hides in the shadow of the Donky King All things went wrong from the beginning Said the Slug-man to the wall Throughout the eyeballs of the Donky King Cries a Slug-man no-one’s ever heard of He’s not the kind of man to show off He’s the single officer in the back of beyond He won’t ask us for a throne He holds the backbone of the Dunky King All things went wrong from the beginning Said the Slug-man to the wall
7.
Good looking dead man They know your name Maybe a dead man but You’ve got a name Good looking dead man They know your name Maybe a dead man but He was born on the other side Somewhere east somewhere far So far that we don't know He was found on a sandbank His face on the ground His eyes were closed and drowned Good looking dead man They know your name Maybe a dead man but You’ve got a name Did he cross the skyline on a seagull’s back Or did he swim a hundred miles Before he found his ghost Good looking dead man They know your name Maybe a dead man but You’ve got a name
8.
‘I wasn’t made for this world’ Said the man with a rope in his hands I’ve walked a hundred miles With you my friends Over an ocean of wine But my life is a bitch, my friends My life is a bitch Said the man with a rope in his hands ‘I did not fit in this world’ Said the man with a rope in his hands I’ve laughed a thousand nights With you my friends Under a drunken moon But time is a bitch, my friends Time is a bitch Said the man with a rope in his hands ‘I don’t get along with this world’ Said the man with a rope in his hands I’ve climbed a million smiles With you my friends Over my lonesome town But my town is a bitch, my friends My town is a bitch Said the man with a rope in his hands ‘I wasn’t made for this world’...
9.
He left the ruins with a smile on his face He knew the secret rule He carried no request Just a bag and an old dance Little beauty in hands He had a home in a lost inner storm He worked as a diver And a wanderer His vision of tomorrow Was in the hands of a sparrow And as he walked straight down to the road He kept his smile on his face No one to follow But his love and a cold dance Little money in hands He crossed the line with no burden to hide Beauty lied on his chest He carried no disgrace But the light of a romance And no duty in hands When you get to bury a smile you love Keep your last one high above
10.
It’s a long way down Before kissing the ground Do I even know the call When things go wrong She used to back up my days With just a kiss I must say She used to pack up my days With just a kiss I must say Now that the storm is roaring Nothing hurts my feelings My will is burning Almost turning to nothing In the blink of an eye I shall never survive In the blink of an eye I shall never survive It’s a long way down Before losing my mind Do I even know the call When things go wrong Now that the storm is coming Nothing hurts my feelings My will is burning Almost turning to nothing In the blink of an eye I shall never survive In the blink of an eye I shall never survive

about

Recorded in a week time in May 2021 in Dijon, France.
All songs written by Mocking Dead Bird.

Sébastien Bacquias: double bass.
Fabien Duscombs: drums.
Aymeric Descharrières: keyboards.
Daniel Webster Scalliet: tenor guitar and lead vocal.

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released February 16, 2022

Recorded by Cyril "Spud" Petit.
Mixed by Pedja Babic.
Mastering by Benjamin Joubert.
Artwork by Jean-Luc Navette.
Photograph by Stef Bloch.
Layout by Badneighbour & Sons Inc.

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MOCKING DEAD BIRD Bourgogne-Franche-Comté, France

The Band was born in july 2017. But the guys knew each other for a very long time. Real friends, connected souls & hearts. These blue rock songs and dark folk ballads were waiting for the good time to rise. Mind the dead bird still mocking.

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