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Thompson 65

by El Café Atómico

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Crash landing I was never very stealthy Miles and miles of sand Divided by a black line of asphalt Corpses run through my blood I live the life others left behind I begun to walk at a side of the highway I asked for water They brought me gasoline! I've been dragged around long enough I've been spat on my face I've been robbed of things i love I've been killed time and time again but somehow i come back to life in a pile of shit I'm a phoenix in a low budget sci-fi world That Mad Max bullshit i live it on the flesh and now i'm here looking for myself in the desert sand Drinking gasoline from a portable tank watching the UFO's go by The remains of slaughter and the flags waving alone in the wasteland These are all the logos of the world i live in So now i... Ramble, ramble Down the dusty road Goin' down to Mexico with GASOLINE VERTIGO Ramble, ramble with weight on my shoulders and black glasses with GASOLINE VERTIGO Ramble, ramble leaving a trail of fire I'm on that Kill Bill shit and i'm not done Come at me! Now! while i Ramble, ramble down the walks of life You ain't got shit on me and my GASOLINE VERTIGO Ramble, ramble with my hat against the storm it's me against the world you give me GASOLINE VERTIGO Ramble, ramble in this rotten world Rotten to the core myself i swim in hot shit I'm on my way to the end of the world with a smile on my face! (Chorus x2)
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Something's not quite right and it's never been The air smells like silver and the earth spins faster I can feel the other gamblers' gaze upon us God's taking us for a ride at the casino But i'm not mad I like the motion I like the way every emotion lurks under the table all the time I love the way big palm trees swing with the wind and you don't know if they're gonna fall or not This is just day-to-day life I go with the motion but it can't change my way Fate's a planet-sized bullet aimed at my compass But my magnetic pole is so strong i can now sense it with my eyes closed The chaos that surrounds me only propels me forward These melodies are a road of bitter sugarcoat that take me to my ultimate goal Slowly but surely From lie to lie i jump my way to the truth
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Downtown, baby There's this big ass saloon And down there, baby I'm gonna kill Johnny Bravo Don't try to stop me I'm boiling to the top I got myself a gun and i intend to use it Still smoking in my hand His corpse is laying down and his blood's sipping thru the floorboards The jukebox was playing some weakass song about regret and some italian painter so i shot it too Black leather pussies run all around the place like they ain't seen a dead body before I stepped out into the open for some fresh air but it was the same shit as on the inside I thought violence was more frequent down here I'm sorry if i disturbed all of you but i really had to kill that motherfucker 'cuz Downtown, baby, is where i get down HEY Out of that shithole Las Vegas is calling me powerfully and that town doesn't want me again I'm speedin down the freeway like a bullet to the ocean I got the gasoline vertigo breathing down my neck reminding me that i'm becoming a part of it If life's a bitch, i'm gonna be the greatest dick she'll ever meet Chytilová won't be proud but she's fucking dead and even if she saw me i couldn't give less of a fuck about it Spent too much time trying to be kind and now i gotta get my payback in blood and sexual stimulation So here i go A bientot, motherfucker!
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I'm gonna bite my own hair off and paint my head with human blood When i saw the corpses of my previous life I understood Time is the simplest thing I can't stop forward motion and i can't buy back the past I've only got the road ahead of me and now i'd proudly ride off the cliff with Thelma and Louise I gotta face my own rotting skeleton Kachi mukau sekai I'm the desert punk i bring the words both you and i don't wanna hear I hope Las Vegas erases them from my mind after the disappointment Heaven was That's the way that's the light in that bright city i'll find my reason to live I'm on the red shark pedal to the metal till my feet touch the highway This motherfucker's flying
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Things look bigger from a distance but smaller when you come closer I learned it the hard way I apologize to everyone i pushed aside on the way to my goal Neon Elvis hates me now and i don't care as much as i thought i would and it doesn't matter because i burned him down
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I found out i'm alone when my screams were muffled by the crowd of my dreams Arson to the so called paradise i look back on my little genocide and i don't feel shit My whole life was a countdown i was waiting for that place that would grant me hope but it was a lie IT WAS A FUCKING LIE A very fucking cheap lie and the price i payed is my whole fucking lifetime But hey Leave those bastards behind You're old enough to understand and young enough to carry on Hey Las Vegas is gone and in front of you you finally have the truth Hey The sandstorm's catching up Run away Far away You fucking bastards better buy me reincarnation You fuckin bastards better buy me an electric guitar Give me the means give me the means to transcend this shithole! I'm gone I'm gone I'm gone but i'm not fine yet The cure is a long way ahead and i feel weak (x2)
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The moon's an eye and it's watching me God's eye in the night It's looking over my actions like it did over Caravaggio's sins A chosen path between the saints that shine in darkness My whole life i've felt guilty for sins i haven't done Now's the time i broke these chains the chains of shame The night has many fingers and they're all poking my brain but it's too late You can't make me repent I shook hands with shadows i played cards with the crows that'll eat my corpse The shame of existing is long gone you won't shape my desires Love won't push me into the depths again i don't look for consolation anymore My whole life i tried to break this shell but nobody cared so i didn't try harder My whole life my true self has lived alone among darkness and now he's kicking and screaming on the way out
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A grenade tangled in my hair the other day Weird echoes of a thought left behind hatching like an egg in my brain tried to rip it off and it didn't work but i'm not done I walked a thousand miles to get rid of you but you keep coming back You're the end of a future that nobody wants but nobody can avoid I saw my face in a coffin in the midst of a space parade Reminded me of a thought i left behind Hamlet's corpse in the rings of Saturn eyes fixed on the mothership To be or not to be or be something Something that'll break the walls of a wiiiiide wasteland Don't you dare take any photos or i'll breeeeeak you all down break down all the bones for my ritual A mutual understanding between me and my grandfather's ghost Wish i would've known him alive but he got ran over by a bus while drunk I wish i would've born before wish i would've had horns when furious to ram over everyone i hate wish i would've thrown all my wishes out the window so i can die in peace but it turns out i'm not done I killed you a thousand times and i got rid of you but you always come back Crawling or flying you always find a way back even tho nobody wants you here You fucking coward!
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"If i only make one album before i kick the bucket, i'll hold that album to my grave and say fuck it" and it that case, this would proudly be the album that would keep me company in my grave. Rock coming from the futurisic post-apocalypse of year 3000, where the wasteland extends away from view and Las Vegas shines in the distance, untouchable. I put my heart and soul into it, and i hope you will be able to put yours in the vessel that i present to you here. In other words, LISTEN TO THE ALBUM OR i'm gonna starve and i'll have to steal food from other people's houses. And one of them could be yours. So buy if you wanna keep your refrigerator nice and full ;)

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released September 29, 2019

Made by: Víctor "Cactus Frank" Fernández

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