We are an electrified subterranean cocktail orchestra in Stockholm, Sweden.
Vi har bjudit in banden Larmet, The Pilgrims och Watabout till en konsertkväll med oss. Det blir blues, rock och punkrock utöver vårt band!
Välkomna till BT Bar (källaren på Brother Tuck Bar & Restaurang)! Vi börjar klockan 19 lördagen 3 april 2025, på Brother Tuck på Götgatan 85 i Stockholm
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At the first weekend after first full moon
After vernal equinox
Infernal celebration for
the chickens and the cocks
Witches mount their brooms
Flying past the moon
Banquet with the beast that always rocks
Let me be your easter bunny
Hungry for something sweet
Let me taste your easter honey
Make the holiday complete
I will chase your easter eggs
Let me cream your hot cross buns
Easter must brings easter lust
In the setting sun
You can be my lamb
We don’t give a damned
If that dark winged angel comes
Let me be your easter bunny
Hungry for something sweet
Let me taste your easter honey
Make the holiday complete
No need to walk on eggshells
Fortune favours those who help
themselves
The last supper will make you suffer
Delightful agony
Your cruel passion fills my ration
of piscine gluttony
Read my festal letter
Good Friday just got better
With the resurrection of the century
Let me be your easter bunny
Hungry for something sweet
Let me taste your easter honey
Make the holiday complete
© David Scheutz, 2023
Vi har bjudit in banden Larmet, TrælHavet och Watabout till en konsertkväll med oss. Det blir blues, rock och punkrock utöver vårt band!
Välkomna till BT Bar (källaren på Brother Tuck Bar & Restaurang)! Vi börjar klockan 19 lördagen 13 april 2024, på Brother Tuck på Götgatan 85 i Stockholm
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Vi har bjudit in banden Kort Tåg, The Pilgrims och Talking About Crazy till en konsertkväll med oss. Det blir punkinfluerad musik, stämsång och covers utöver vårt band!
Välkomna till BT Bar (källaren på Brother Tuck Bar & Restaurang) 12 oktober 2023! Vi börjar klockan 19 torsdagen 12 oktober 2023, på Brother Tuck på Götgatan 85 i Stockholm
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I took a branch from a willow
The inner workings of the trees
Gather sun and memories
Summer longs for autumn
Like the winter reaches for the spring
Hand in hand the annual ring
Tiny noises in the silence
The inner workings of the trees
Gather sun and memories
Summer longs for autumn
Like the winter reaches for the spring
Hand in hand the annual ring
The soil still mingles with the rainfall
The inner workings of the trees
Gather sun and memories
Summer longs for autumn
Like the winter reaches for the spring
Hand in hand the annual ring
You went to the city
No country life, what a pity
Living in Bundaberg for a while
Going the extra mile
Brisbane, really soon
Opportunities, to bloom
Living in a house above the ground
There you are
safe and sound
Life is good, life is fun.
Living in the sun
Sometimes, the weather is rough
But overall, it is good enough.
Taking care about others
Man, they feel like your brothers
Starting a podcast and send
talk and chatter with a friend
Your clients are on wheels
You know how that feels
Taking the fun into the day
That’s great, I have to say
Life is good, life is fun.
Living in the sun
Sometimes, the weather is rough
But overall, it is good enough.
Doing things together
That is so much better
Than just standing by
No need for being shy.
You teach us to live
You have much to give
A million things left to do
You really like it, too
We roll will confidence
Let’s just break through the fence
Come along, seize the days
with a smile in each face
Life is good, life is fun.
Living in the sun
Sometimes, the weather is rough
But overall, it is good enough.
It started small inside a bat
Grew like a snowball and now we´re at
A pandemic situation in every nation
Lockdown and panic, the people are manic
Going viral like a meme
Growing into every scheme
Moving over seas and lands
Forcing us to wash our hands
Will it get away, is it here to stay?
You die or get well, no one can tell
We hope for a cure but can’t be sure
We wait for medicine to bring a vaccine
Take care of each other
Don’t visit grandmother
Don’t go to far
Don’t visit the bar
Going viral like a meme
Growing into every scheme
Moving over seas and lands
Forcing us to wash our hands
Going viral like a meme
Growing into every scheme
Moving over seas and lands
Forcing us to wash our hands
This man is dangerous
He’ll crush you in the palm of his hand
This man is outrageous
He’ll hurt you in ways you don’t understand
and you know
Better not believe him
Better not deceive him
Always on the sidelines
Never where the action is
Inscrutable and silent
Each and every night like this
This man is infamous
A train bound for nowhere, on time
This man’s not glamorous
Stuck in light rotation with a lager and lime
Can’t you see
He is out to get you
He won’t forget you
Maybe you have seen me
Wondering “Who is that man?”
A giggle with your girlfriends
Suddenly something began
Flashy nylon jumper
Climbing through the window
Moving like a mammoth
Swinging like a sinner
Spread across the floorboards
Running all the numbers
Picking out the winner
And you’re
Breaking all the bottles
Checking out the scoreboard
Closing down the office
Linger in the doorway
Smells like instant coffee
Singing in the shower
Spending lonely hours
Oh yes
Simmer little seaweed
Intimate, about to burst
I can see what you need
Irrigation for a liquid thirst
This man’s preposterous
Glory but never the blame
This man is prosperous
Stacking up the chips of a bed parlour game
Take your time
Don’t try to be us
You never see us
Lavatory percussion
Rhythm moving down your spine
End of all discussion
Did you get to draw the line?
This man is dangerous
He’ll crush you in the palm of his hand
This man is outrageous
He’ll hurt you in ways you don’t understand
and you know
Better not believe him
Better not deceive him
Hundra låtar skrivna
Jobbar på ackord
Många alster tillblivna
Skriver intensivt och hårt
Spelar gukulele
Bygger MIDI-spår
Ingen trumpet eller fela
plats i mixen får
Förebilden musicerar
Sjunger, spelar, producerar
För varje kille eller tjej
en förebild för dig och mig
Ämnena varierar
Experimentlustan stor
Texterna briljerar
talang i Tommy bor
Musikvideos ger
Intryck ännu mer
Klipp med natur och stenar
Men inga vargar och renar
Förebilden musicerar
Sjunger, spelar, producerar
För varje kille eller tjej
en förebild för dig och mig
Tommy, Tommy, Tommy, Tommy
Fyra blir en kvartett
Tommy, Tommy, Tommy, Tommy
Åtta blir en oktett
Förebilden musicerar
Sjunger, spelar, producerar
För varje kille eller tjej
en förebild för dig och mig
I feel life is unfair
There is a smell of injustice
The anger fills my being
There is so much wrong in what I am seeing
The united power when we walk
There is so much more than just to talk
We break them all by picking salt
Breaking the rules, they want us to halt
My voice, strong through non violence
In a way that make all sense
When you try to change the order
Your actions don’t stop at the border
The united power when we walk
There is so much more than just to talk
We break them all by picking salt
Breaking the rules, they want us to halt
I hear the voice of thousands
We’ve been held back for many years
Too much people suffer in pain
The truth is simple and plain
The united power when we walk
There is so much more than just to talk
We break them all by picking salt
Breaking the rules, they want us to halt
… we break the rules and never halt
Find myself outside your door
I don’t know if you’re there at all
seems like I have been here before
seems that I’ll be here some more
Evening’s come and you get bored
Musical chairs inside my head
Round I go, so easily lead
No escape from a well known tune
Once it starts it stops too soon
And I’m left standing
I go left and you go right
An endless spiral every night
Who will follow who will lead
who will call and who will heed
Guess you know now what I need
Musical chairs inside my head
Round I go, so easily lead
No escape from a well known tune
Once it starts it stops too soon
And I’m left standing
Saw you smiling on your way
to just where I could not say
Whirling through a crowded room
I’m still waiting in the gloom
Had enough, I’m going home
Unlike you I go alone
So goodbye to you my friend
At least until the next weekend
When the dancing starts again
Musical chairs inside my head
Round I go, so easily lead
No escape from a well known tune
Once it starts it stops too soon
And I’m left standing
Once upon a time
Tomorrow would follow today
And once upon a time
There were still words left to say
And time, it seems, will never tell
Of promised was-to-be:s
All the dreams we might as well
Trade for memories
And I wish that I could take you in my arms
Hold you close and keep you safe from harm
Tell you all will turn out right
But I believe we’re heading for the dogs this time
The things we always knew
We’ll never know for sure
The things we used to do
Now are all before
And echoes of a happy song
In broken harmony
We tell ourselves to stay strong
Apologetically
And I wish that I could take you in my arms
Hold you close and keep you safe from harm
Tell you all will turn out right
But I believe we’re heading for the dogs this time
I’m sure we’re all just waiting for the spaceship
To take us to a better day
But when we reach the final airstrip
The tickets sold out anyway
And I wish that I could take you in my arms
Hold you close and keep you safe from harm
Tell you all will turn out right
But I believe we’re heading for the dogs this time
This time
See us hanging around
It’s too late to start running
Keep your head on the ground
Make sure you’ll hear us coming
To your street again
Ready for some pain
From your best friends
We’re the darlings of the discotheque
The fruit of homegrown biotech
Baptised in triple sec
A lout, a scout and a nervous wreck
Leaving no stone unturned
When you’re feeling tired and lonely
Can you smell something burn
Don’t worry cause we’re only
Pissing in the wind
Who knows where we’ve been
Underneath your skin
We’re the darlings of the discotheque
The fruit of homegrown biotech
Baptised in triple sec
A lout, a scout and a nervous wreck
Who
Will let you know
Where not to go
And show
What’s down below
oh no
We’re the darlings of the discotheque
The fruit of homegrown biotech
Baptised in triple sec
A lout, a scout and a nervous wreck
This life
It takes it out of you
No escape
From what you’ve got to do
Once again
Going undercover
A hiding place for a spy and a lover
Keep your secret
Keep your lucky charm
Nothing is sacred
When you’re in my arms
Kill the light
that shines inside of you
Don’t let them know
That you’re a stranger too
Nowhere to run
Nowhere to hide
No way to tell
Who is on your side
Might get lucky
But nothing is for certain
When you’re on a mission
Behind the velvet curtain
Go on and show me
Give it to me now
Show me your tricks
Your skills and your know-how
Don’t hold back
And for your information
I’ll give my best
in the interest of the nation
Go on and tell me
Tell me to stop
Who will go down
And who will be on top
Do come again
Like a boomerang
When spy vs. spy
There’ll be whimpers and a bang
Nowhere to run
Nowhere to hide
No way to tell
Who is on your side
Might get lucky
But nothing is for certain
When you’re on a mission
Behind the velvet curtain
Glimpse through the mist
A well known form
A stolen kiss
In the eye of the storm
No one knows
Where you’re going to
No one else
Can do what we do
Gun is loaded
Ready for action
Poised for a
Last minute retraction
This life
A never ending Wednesday
The credits roll
But nothing ever ends that way
I’ve got what you want
You’ve got what is mine
A fluid exchange
Further down the line
Nowhere to run
Nowhere to hide
No way to tell
Who is on your side
Might get lucky
But nothing is for certain
When you’re on a mission
Behind the velvet curtain
Being creative
Is a master of art
Creating melodies
and fancy stories
We all enjoy
It like a toy
Really sparkling
A colourful thing!
Come on, write a song
a melody to get along
to the text we made
End with a nice fade
Tough and great
This is our fate
Getting exciting
like thunder and lighting
What is to be said?
It is to be fed
to us in glory
what a nice story
End with a twitch
no matter which
feeling we get
it is all set
Come on, write a song
a melody to get along
to the text we made
End with a nice fade
Tough and great
This is our fate
Getting exciting
like thunder and lighting
Take your pen
A feather from a hen
Dip it in the ink
You’ll finish in a blink
Tough and great
This is our fate
Getting exciting
like thunder and lighting
The train is about to leave
Lot’s of reasons to believe
Go away, leave all behind
How could I be so blind
Standing still for so long
Time to move on, get along
Leaving the station, far away
It’s a relief, I must say
Move on, get away
That’s all I say
It’s such an ease
Going away like a breeze
Looking through the window
Like a sail with a wind blow
I feel the happiness of moving
No more restless standing
We move up a hill
It gives me such a thrill
The air gets so thin
I feel the heat on my skin
Come along, get going
Like a river I am flowing
Finally I reach the sea
Getting where I want to be
Move on, get away
That’s all I say
It’s such an ease
Going away like a breeze
Finally reaching my target
My old life, I just forget
Here I will start all new
It’s something I felt I knew
So much warmer here
Sitting, sipping on a beer
Prepare to move ahead
My old life, so dead
Move on, get away
That’s all I say
It’s such an ease
Going away like a breeze
You lead a life so comfortable and quiet
You’re happy where you are, you won’t deny it
Safe in a world that is custom made for you
Come Friday night you know what you need to do
(You)
Run ‘til your heart stops beating
Something is overheating
Voices are calling out from long ago
Where did you go?
Ears filling up with thunder
Silence will drag you under
Move to the rhythm of a song that won’t let go
The weekends over in a hurry
back to the working day now don’t you worry
Your everyday existence floating pleasantly
until the day the pressure builds and presently
(You)
Run ‘til your heart stops beating
Something is overheating
Voices are calling out from long ago
Where did you go?
ears filling up with thunder
Silence will drag you under
Move to the rhythm of a song that won’t let go
Stay up late at night
Do you feel alright?
Do you feel ok?
Something is heading this way
You steer your steps into the dark now
You’re looking for that fateful spark now
to set this world of yours on fire once again
you strike a match, you let it fly away and then
(You)
Run ‘til your heart stops beating
Something is overheating
Voices are calling out from long ago
Where did you go?
Ears filling up with thunder
Silence will drag you under
Move to the rhythm of a song that won’t let go
I feel great
when I skate
Wheels on fire
something to admire
Wind in my hair
rolling down stairs
Missed the stone
and broke my bone
Hurt my feet
hurt my back
hurt my arm
eye is black
Hurt my shoulder
on the boulder
aching head
staying in bed
I hit the ground
(but) long to get around
up on my feet
return to the street
Speed and wheels
when it all heals
I feel like I glow
when I’m back in the flow
Hurt my feet
hurt my back
hurt my arm
eye is black
Hurt my shoulder
on the boulder
aching head
staying in bed
Flying and flowing
wind is blowing
on the streets I’m rolling
shouting and howling
Hurt my feet
hurt my back
hurt my arm
eye is black
Hurt my shoulder
on the boulder
aching head
staying in bed
Vi har bjudit in banden Larmet och Kort Tåg till en konsertkväll med oss. Välkomna till Brother Tuck Bar & Restaurang 13 oktober 2022! Vi börjar klockan 19 torsdagen 13 oktober 2022 i BT Bar, som är källaren på Brother Tuck på Götgatan 85 i Stockholm
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Vi har bjudit in banden Stockholm Kallar och Love Pump till en konsertkväll med oss. Det blir åttiotalshårdrock och egenskriven rock utöver vårt band!
Välkomna till Brother Tuck Bar & Restaurang 29 oktober 2021! Vi börjar klockan 19 fredagen 29 oktober 2021, på Brother Tuck på Götgatan 85 i Stockholm
Konsertkvällen arrangeras i samarbete med Studiefrämjandet.