Retro Bitch

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Retro Bitch album was written and recorded during November 2004 and February 2005 with Cubase sx on WIN95, no ram, constant power-outs, parties upstairs, drilling in the walls, eviction, no sleep, too much adrenalin, not enough cash, boredom, neglection, no protection and pms.

Living in paradise can be hell.

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released March 1, 2005

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Retro Bitch was written, recorded and engineered in Stavros Ithaca Greece at Strudel Girl Basement by Erika Bach.

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lola demo is a self produced project with albums recorded on the island of Ithaca in Greece at Strudel Girl Studio. Erika Bach (lola demo / hard candy / ape the cry), records an album each winter since relocating to the greek island from Melbourne Australia in 2002. ... more

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Track Name: Speed
Speed

Blow a hole in my mind it’s working over time
Working out if it’s too late it’s fate get a mate
Come on in said the spider to the lfy
Got something for you to make the days go by
Want to get you high

Got Zorba in my brain telling me I’m insane, deranged, too blame
not the same as everyone else
I think I need a holiday today
Let go of the rope said the pope
It’s time to let yourself fall
Got a call from a foreign operator
Anticipator, revelator
My my my my my my my hearts beating
I’m only dangerous when I bleed
Living and loving on speed

Chorus
Living on loving on speed
Feeding on bleeding on speed
Walking on running on speed
Coming on leaving on speed

You know heaven’s gone to hell
Nobody tells you there’s a party going on yeah
All the pretty girls with their legs wide open
Talking to the boys
Kissing and smoking
Hey hey hey

Hey hey hey
What’s it gonna be?
Dressing for the grave or living on speed
Looking for love or getting what you need
Hey hey hey what’s it gonna be
Everybody’s getting the urge to purge it’s a surge
Before the clock stops ticking
Blow speed up your nose
Shoot it in your veins’
Nobody loses and everybody gains when you’re dead
Dead dead dead

Chorus




Words and music by Erika Bach
Tuesday 28th December 2004
Track Name: Get You Back
Get You Back

Bad hair bad karma bad judgement
Took a left turn when I should have turned right
I had a weakness in the middle of my back
Broke a nail and put a ladder in my tights
I go up I go up when I should have gone down
You make me nervous when you twitch like that
Did I tell you
Did I tell you
Did I tell you
Did I tell you
Made a promise I’ll get you back

Little bastards knocking at my door
All for nothing
All for nothing
Little bastards knocking at my door
All for nothing
All for nothing

I’m gonna get you

Chorus
I’m gonna get you back
I’m gonna get you back yeah
I’m gonna make you suffer
I’m gonna get you back

Big life big talker big nothing
Got the fever in the bottle in time
I had the shakes moving up inbetween my thighs
Before I kicked the twisted thought to the side
I go up I go up when I should have gone down
You make me nervous when you twitch like that
Better listen better listen better listen to me baby
I’m gonna get you back

Chorus

Yeah I’m gonna get you








Words and music by Erika Bach
Sunday 19th December 2004
Track Name: owow!
Owow!

Come on come on I’ve got my both feet burning
Turned the pc off but my head’s still turning
Want to get out of town with lots of money in pocket
Want to hit the streets in my high heels and my stockings
Come on come on

Come on tell your boyfriend he’s a wanker
Gets you loaded up good
Full as a petrol tanker yeah
When the winter comes he wants to get you real sedated

Chorus
Ooh ooh ooh
A a a a a ow
Ooh ooh ooh
A a a a a a ow
Ooh ooh ooh
A a a a a ow
Ooh ooh ooh
A a a a a a ow

Give me something to do you know I want to stop smoking
I’m bored so bored real bored I’m choking
Stick my finger in the socket to regulate my heartbeat
All the sex in the world doesn’t do it for me baby

Lose win lose win win
When is my big life ready to begin
Had enough of the washing up
Telling the guy in the sideburns to shut up

I feel like swearing
Fuck it I’m gonna
Gonna burn baby burn as long as I wanna
I feel like swearing
Fuck it I’m gonna
Gonna burn baby burn as long as I wanna

Ooh ooh ooh
A a a a a ow

Chorus
Get out of town before it’s too late
Running away from everything
Wanna get high
Wanna get high
Wanna get high
Get out of town before it’s too late
Running away from everything
Wanna get high
Wanna get high
Wanna get high
Get out of town before it’s too late
Running away from everything
Wanna get high
Wanna get high
Wanna get high
Get out of town before it’s too late
Running away from everything
Wanna get high
Wanna get high
Wanna get high
Yeah owow!

Give me something to do you know I want to stop smoking
I’m bored so bored real bored I’m choking
Stick my finger in the socket to regulate my heartbeat
All the sex in the world doesn’t do it for me baby

Get out of town before it’s too late
Running away from everything
Wanna get high
Wanna get high
Wanna get high
Get out of town before it’s too late
Running away from everything
Wanna get high
Wanna get high
Wanna get high
Ooh ooh ooh
A a a a a ow
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
A a a a a a owow!
Ooh ooh ooh
A a a a a ow
Ooh ooh ooh
yeah


Words and music by Erika Bach
Thursday 6th January 2005
Track Name: Love Without Medication
Love Without Medication

Look at me I’m in really deep
So deep that I can’t see my feet
They’re walking but I don’t know where
Don’t talk as if you even care
I’m sick of this I’m sick of that
I’ve got my period and that’s that
Just give me money money money money money
Fuck your love
I can’t leave it alone
Don’t want to leave it alone
I can’t leave it alone
Don’t want to leave it alone

Chorus
It’s too good to be true
Love without medication
It’s too green to be blue
Love without desperation

It’s time it’s time I said it’s time
I’m breaking out of the kitchen
Anyway who gives a fuck if I disappear
Nobody even knows I’m here
You say be patient, be patient
yeah well I’m waiting
I don’t even have the cash to buy the blades to slash my wrists

Chorus

I’m coming in I’m coming in I’m coming in I’m coming in
Out of the cold
Out of the blue blue blue
Without medication
Without desperation
Without medication
Without medication

I’m coming in I’m coming in I’m coming in I’m coming in

Chorus








Words and music by Erika Bach
Saturday 25th December 2004
Track Name: Now
Now

Get out of here make sure I don’t leave what I love
It’s not you it’s not your shirt
Just want to pick myself up
Dust myself down
Put on my high heels
Wipe that look off your face’
I see you grinning
You think it’s funny
Did I tell you what I really think of you you you
Goodbye goodbye
Now now now now now now I just can’t take it

Chorus
Now now now now
I just can’t take it

Got a ladder in my stockings
Get off of my stairs before I hit the ceiling
Hit the wall
Hit the high note to make you scream scream scream scream
Wind down the window of my car
Get some of that pollution in my face
Smell the fumes
Smell the smell
Did I tell you that you stink man
I’m not stupid
I’ve got nothing to lose but the tv blues and pizza on your face
You’ve been a human disgrace
You’re a disgrace to the human race

I’m not perfect
And I’m not perfect, but I’m smelling pretty
Look at you you left the toilet seat up again again
You fool now the toothpaste’s sticking to the side
I just can’t take it now now now now now

Get out of here make sure I don’t leave what I love
It’s not you it’s not your shirt
Just want to pick myself up
Dust myself down
Put on my high heels
I just can’t take it



Lyrics and Music by Erika Bach
Saturday 24th January 2004
Track Name: Shoot Off Your Mouth
Shoot Off Your Mouth

Shoot off your mouth why don’t you just shut it
I’ve already heard everything you’ve said to me
Shoot off your mouth why don’t you quit while you’re ahead
Get down under the covers
It’s all been said
Shoot off your mouth why don’t you just shut it
Shoot off your mouth why don’t you leave

Take the house with you
Take the car with you
Take the dirt with you
Take the girl with you
Take the love with you
Take the love with you
Take the love with you

It’s clear it’s real clear that a promise is a promise
But a promise doesn’t count when it comes with a retraction
Cold reaction, no satisfaction
Consummate this action with another lie

Little baby lullaby
Everybody’s having babies and I’m losing mine
Grinding my teeth
Biting my tongue
Give the dog a bone

I just wanna
Wanna be loved
I just wanna be
Wanna be loved
I just wanna
Wanna be loved
I just wanna be
Wanna be loved

Tv’s on but I can’t concentrate on anything
That doesn’t move as fast as my brain
Racing, racing through the corridors of a strung out life, love, life, love, lost and then found again
Haven’t got a thought left in my head
That hasn’t bled out long ago
God will I every get back one day

Shoot off your mouth why don’t you leave
Shoot off your mouth why don’t you leave
Shoot off your mouth why don’t you leave

Take the love with you
Take the love with you
Take the love with you


Words and music by Erika Bach
Monday 10th January 2005
Track Name: Infected
Infected

You think I’m lucky
Well, I’ve got news for you
I’m leaving

It’s said it’s done it’s over yeah

In my imagination
I can free myself from every imbecile
In my imagination
I am letting go and taking all of my sweet time
The contemplation of my hesitation
Has opened both my eyes

And I see where I am yeah
And I see my destination yeah
So stop telling me I’m lucky
Infected

Chorus
I could be luck if I had a lot of money and I loved you
I could be in love if I had someone to love and I left you
Yeah I could be living if I had another chance without you
I could be happy
I could be real happy

In my configuration I’m afraid of seeing myself through your eyes
With lasting desperation I hold on I hold on I hold on
Infected it’s too late
It’s gone too far
There’s no getting back
It’s over
A whirling in my head is telling me I’m dead unless I leave
So I’m leaving

Apologies excuses lies shit and more shit

I need love
Stop telling me I’m lucky
I need love
infected

Chorus

Words and music by Erika Bach
Sunday 23th January 2005
Track Name: Eyes On You
EYES ON YOU

Get on the plane
Get on my feet yeah
Put on my hat
Got what I need
I’ve got my boots on
I’ve got my ticket
Get on the bus girl
Oh you’re wicked
Kick the habit
Had my fill
Yeah I had it
I got my thrill
Get a grip, fly a kite, go to the supermarket

Chorus
You know I’ve got my eyes on you
And we drive all day to the edge

All the little heads with their mouths wide open
Saying all the right things
Wishing and hoping
My pockets full of cash yeah money makes the world go round

You better believe it
You better believe it
You better believe it
You better believe it
You better believe it
You better believe it
You better believe it

The sky is not the colour I want it to be
It’s not as big or as blue as what you see
It’s not as high as I thought it would be
It’s on as high as me
Not as high as me
Not as high as me
Not as high as me
You better believe it

Hey little baby I can’t be nice
I can’t be cute
You know I’m in a bad mood
You know I’m in a bad mood

Chorus

Words and music by Erika Bach
12th December 2004
Track Name: Mean
Mean

What’s that on your face
Is that a smile
Wow it really is now let’s try
laughing hard can make you feel better
If you keep it
Together is always better
Try letting go
You know I want you to plead
Get down on your knees
No I’m not kidding
Now just say please

Chorus
Mean Mean Mean Mean
I want you down on your knees

You’re a troubled boy
In big trouble
You fuck with me
I’ll get you double
It’s not so cool to be so stupid
Baby I want you begging
Before I lose it
You know I want you to plead
Get down on your knees
No I’m not kidding
Now just say please

Chorus

I stopped taking pills they made me sick
Butnot as sick as all the shit you feed to me
When you’re in trouble
You’re in big trouble
When you’re in trouble
Now just say please

Chorus


Words and music by Erika Bach
Monday 2nd February 2004
Track Name: Look
Look

You got lucky I didn’t punch you out
You think it’s funny so keep on laughing
Your eyes are shut open
Your head is shaking off your neck
You got a great idea it’s burning up what’s left of your brain
Drain it’s going down there
It’s going down the drain
I’m not staying I’m leaving
Turn off the lights
Turn off the stove before you leave the house baby

Chorus
Look what love gets you
Look look look what love gets you
It makes you crazy
It makes you lazy
Look baby look what love gets you

I’ve got the recipe to make you burn baby burn burn
Burning up is easy
You got lucky I’m not taking back my ticket to the Big Day Out
I never punched you out
I never punched your lights out
I didn’t tell your friends that you’re a dickhead
I never said that you were shit in bed
I didn’t complain even when I knew you were brain dead
I never said
I never said

Chorus

I got a big bump right above the space where my heart is
Can you feel it pushing out pushing in pushing out

Chorus

Lyrics and music by Erika Bach
Sunday 25th January 2004
Track Name: I Don't Want To
I Don’t Want

Oh
I don’t want you hanging ‘round
Why don’t you just leave
And I don’t want to be miss ‘please’ for you
Oh I don’t want you touching me
Get your hands out of my hair
And I don’t want you kissing me
Get your tongue out there
I don’t want you touching me
I don’t want you touching me
I don’t want you touching me
Got myself a new friend
I don’t want you hanging round
Got myself a new friend
I don’t want you hanging round
Got myself a new friend

Chorus
Love is what you see
Down and on it’s knees
In this family love is a disease

The weather’s changing can you see it
It’s raining cats and dogs
You’re a man you’re a boy
I’m a woman not your toy
Let me out let me in
I’ve got my thighs shaking
Let me out let me in
I’ve got my thighs shaking
I’ve got my thighs shaking
I’ve got my thighs shaking
I’ve got my thighs shaking
Let me out let me in
I’ve got my thighs shaking

Chorus

Got my lipstick in my pocket and I’m not too scared to use it
Wear my body-building bra for a body building man
I don’t want you hanging round now I’ve flushed you down the toilet
Found myself a new idea
Found myself a new idea
Got myself a new idea
Got myself a new idea
Got myself a new idea
And I’m not too scared to try it
Got myself a new idea
Now I’ve flushed you down the toilet
I’m in a hair free zone now

Chorus

And I’m not too scared to use it
For a body building man
I don’t want you hanging round now I’ve flushed you down the toilet
Found myself a new idea
Found myself a new idea
And I’m hanging out to try it
Get your goatie outa here
I’m in a hair free zone now
In a hair free zone now
I’m in a hair free zone now
I’m in a hair free zone now
I don’t want you hanging round why don’t you just leave

Lyrics and music by Erika Bach
Wednesday 7th January 2004