the sex life of shy people

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released 31 October 2013

Performed and recorded by Al Ivanov,
vocals on shyamalan's girl by Natasha Anisimova
Written by Al Ivanov and Pavel Ruminov
except lovely L.L., shyamalan's girl (written by Al Ivanov and Anna Kan)
Mixed by Al Ivanov
Mastered by Al Ivanov
Produced by Al Ivanov
Album cover art Pavel Ruminov and Al Ivanov
Moscow 2013

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Track Name: the end of all travels
a sudden thought of death
safe and warm as milk
how do you make it?

your weekend nakedness,
and cashmere rage,
how do you make it?

that's all that matters to me now


my hand on your belly
the end of all travels,
my hand on your belly
all that matters to me now


a joke that hidden in your lion eyes,
how do you make it?

and your smile of bank robber's girl,
how do you make it?

that's all that matters to me now


my hand on your belly
the end of all travels,
my hand on your belly
all that matters to me now
Track Name: lovely L.L.
lovely lookin’ lady
checking out at noon
everything is ready
and you’re leaving me so soon

lovely honeyberry
you just keep your cool
aren’t you just a fairy
you are as beautiful as you are cruel


i’ll never call you, never tell you,
i’ll never show you how i feel
i’ll never kiss you, never miss you
what i feel is anything but real

i’ll never call you, never tell you,
i’ll never show you how i feel
i’ll never bless you, never dress you
what i feel is anything but real


lovely lady's sitting,
tapping on her phone
whom are you retwitting?
what are you searching for on and on?

lovely lookin’ lady
checking out at noon
bye, my pretty baby
maybe just maybe i’ll see you soon


i’ll never call you, never tell you,
i’ll never show you how i feel
i’ll never crave you, never save you
what i feel is anything but real

i’ll never call you, never tell you,
i’ll never show you how i feel
i’ll never text you, never hex you
what i feel is anything but real
Track Name: today my life has your face
today my life has your face
today my life has your face
yes, everything will be perished
everything will be erased
but today my life has your face
my life has your face
god is your face
god is your face

yes, i know, things must go
things must change
but i'm amazed how i feel about you.
today my life has your face
my life has your face
my life has your face
god is your face
god is your face

yes, i know, you are my friend
and it makes my heart a sunny place
i know, you're right
and everything will be fine
pain is good, pain makes sense
but i'm amazed how i miss you
today my life has your face
my life has your face
my life has your face
my life has your face
my life has your face
Track Name: funny things happen in my head
how can i hear a sound
why did i say what i said
funny things happen in my head
funny things happen in my head

how can i tell this hunger
from memories of my dad
funny things happen in my head
funny things happen in my head


something just happened in your head
something just happened in my head
funny things happen in your head
funny things happen in my head


how can i tell my body
from a rainbow or cartoon
how can i write a letter
how can i hum a tune

and how can i remember
or how can i forget
funny things happen in my head
funny things happen in my head


something just happened in your head
something just happened in my head
funny things happen in your head
funny things happen in my head


and when you said it’s over
why did i feel like i was dead
and why did you think it's over
why i didn't feel that
Track Name: shyamalan's girl
you live in your dream
where characters dwell
people just get high —
you hang on to letters

you live in your dream
where characters dwell
am i one of those?
do i even matter?


maybe i will die right in your book
like butterfly, on page fifteen forever
maybe you’ll just dye my hair white
maybe both, then i’ll be dyed forever

maybe i will die right in your book
like butterfly, on page fifteen forever
maybe you’ll just dye my hair white
i’ll be alive and we will be together


you live in your dream
just writing your lines
you have no more friends
to fuel your pages

you dwell in your dream,
your inky disguise
it just never ends
you look like a stranger


maybe i will die right in your book
like butterfly, on page fifteen forever
maybe you’ll just dye my hair white
maybe both, then i’ll be dyed forever

maybe i will die right in your book
like butterfly, on page fifteen forever
maybe you’ll just dye my hair white
i’ll be alive and we will be together
Track Name: silence in madrid
drinking local beer,
five million miles from pain.
you smile like a happy acrobat,
please smile again, please, smile again.

don't be afraid of changes,
our hearts, they have to bleed.
we're turning into old wine
in the silence of madrid.


no news to wait for,
no signs to read.
you face is timeless
like silence in madrid.

no news to wait for,
no signs to read.
this joy is timeless
like silence in madrid.


the silence shines like a canvas
through poetry and noise,
it always brings you home
and gently tunes your voice.

it suddenly unites you
with olives and with stars.
it totally transforms you
but leaves the softest scars.


no news to wait for,
no signs to read.
you face is timeless
like silence in madrid.

no news to wait for,
no signs to read.
this joy is timeless
like silence in madrid.
Track Name: not only tom cruise
she smiled like a pirate's daughter
and said with impossible charm
let's order a rubber woman.
it's gonna be fun.

happy as cancer survivors,
naked, we lied on the floor.
she looked like a new wave actress,
a chic who had sex with truffaut.


happyness is a bottle
of some inexpensive booze
anyone can afford it,
not only tom cruise.


she said you remind me of a dolphin!
and laughter explodes on her face.
while i couldn't stop thinking
how strangely her pussy was placed.

not sleeping, we lied as quiet
as fish skeletons on the shore.
she barely heard of the beatles,
my magical, mystery whore.


happyness is a bottle
of some inexpensive booze
anyone can afford it,
not only tom cruise.