Shoot you to the Ground (8/10)

It’s different from anything I’ve put out previously… As always much big ups for all the Happy Accidents support so far. . . Let’s keep it moving!
The eighth release from Klumzy Tung’s ‘Happy Accidents’ album. Available from iTunes http://bit.ly/ZPhd19

A one-take acoustic recording with Andreas Fürstner on guitar.

Directed by – Duncan Christie & Ben Perry
Produced by – Benn Capon
Cinematography by – Raz Khamehseifi

Music produced by Mr.Dero
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Released on Tiefparterre Records

Lyrics

While shooting for the stars, they’ll shoot you to the ground.

The video works as a metaphor for the LYRICS of the song.

They shoot you to the ground
They shoot you with no sound
Ears ringing
I’m dying to trust you
I’m lying to
They shoot you to the ground
They shoot you with that sound
The flashing
We’ve been dying to meet you
Ah yeah
Been keeping an eye on you

Don’t fail me now
No no no
Bang bang they shoot you to the ground yeah
Don’t fail me now
No no no no no no
Bang bang they shoot you to the ground

They shoot you to the ground
They shoot you for the pound
Tills ringing
We’re dying to defeat you
Ah yeah
Yet we’re relying too
Not much use on the ground
The pounds the pounds
What use are you down
The pounds
It’s lights camera cash in
Ah yeah
Boy don’t fail me now

Don’t fail me now
No no no
Bang bang they shoot you to the ground yeah
Don’t fail me now
No no no no no no no
Bang bang they shoot you to the ground
Bang bang they shoot you to the ground
Bang bang they shoot you to the ground
Bang bang shoot you to the ground
Bang bang they shoot you to the ground
Bang bang shoot you to the ground
Bang bang they shoot you to
The ground
The ground.

Recorded at Zollflreizone Studios by Heinze Luschtinez
Copyright KADMOS Distributainment.

Anti-de-Presents (6 of 10)

Ho ho bloody ho! Anti-de-Presents (Happy Accidents/6 of 10) http://klumzytung.bandcamp.com/track/anti-de-presents-happy-accidents-six-of-ten Song and Lyrics available from the Bandcamp address above.

Happy Accidents is the debut solo album from Klumzy Tung, produced by Mr.Dero. Ten songs, each released with a video, remix and cover contest design.

Video Produced/Directed/Animated/Edited by the brilliant Lewis Rose from UniHill Productions.
Director of photography – Emma Dalesman.
1st Assistant Director – Leanne Savill
Executive Producer – Marc Pildner-Steinberg

Soon Gone (5 of 10)

Lyrics

Let it happen, let it happen … we don’t make mistakes, as you know. All we do is have happy accidents in our world. So the worst thing that can happen here is wonderful. Don’t worry about it … don’t worry about it …” –Bob Ross, 1994

Buy ‘Soon Gone’ from http://bit.ly/Te7aOh or http://amzn.to/Rj1zUI

Painted by the great CrisendorfeR – http://on.fb.me/VB3ZDChttp://www.tumblr.com/crisendorfer

Music Produced by Mr.Dero
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Fall on your Sword (4 of 10)

Lyrics

Really he don’t wanna he don’t wanna
but he’s gotta for his own honour
there’s no honour
on the dole on a due day ja voodoo
pinned to the soul in the queue
so he plots in his own squalor
with no dollar squabbling with his own bother
he’s no scholar volatile in the mind
mono-tone sighs at the size of the bills on the side
so he gets him some large pockets
full of narcotics
says don’t worry brother yeah I’ll shot it
plus some hydroponics
here come the bobbies better hide the bong it’s
running man time running running man time
into the distance givin em’ a hand sign
what a lovely gesture
as they come to arrest ya

Fall on your sword
back on your feet
turn the sword around and fall back down again
No tags, no labels
What it is is what it is

Really he don’t wanna he don’t want her
but he know’s she’s got the (sniff) on her
the (sniff) on her
and he knows it’s got a hold on her like it’s got a hold on him
But he swears that he don’t wanna
he don’t want her but then again he knows Connor
and know’s Connor’s always gonna wanna from the way he used to follow
he’d love to get a hold on her
So he plots in his own manor in his own manner
overgrown mannerisms throw a spanner in the works
hammer blows keep him low and a-fraid
the unknown keeps him down in the dirt
so he says yo it’s now or never
decides never but never say never he replies clever
in the mirror his eyes quiver
says I think I’m gonna put the kettle on yeah

Fall on your sword
Back on your feet
Turn the sword around and fall back down again
No tags no labels
What it is is what it is

Am I too hasty to think I wont fall
Can I pick myself up off the floor
Am I just making the same mistakes I made before
Can I pick myself up off the floor

Fall on your sword
Back on your feet
Turn the sword around and fall back down again
No tags no labels
What it is is what it is

Fall on your sword
Back up on your feet
Yeah
Oh no
No tags no labels
No.

Am I too hasty to think I wont fall
Can I pick myself up off the floor
Am I just making the same mistakes I made before
Can I pick myself up off the floor
Yeah.

Video by Al Eales of Mindless Intelligence.
Edited by Joe Lovelock & Tom Aston.

A one-take recording by Klumzy Tung & Andreas Fuerstner.

Recorded at Zollflreizone Studios by Heinze Luschtinez.
Copyright KADMOS Distributainment.

Easy for the Wiseman (3 of 10)

Lyrics

She said so
what’s changed
I said well
I’ve changed

what you stopped pissin it up playing the clown
you figured it out you’re making the pounds
epiphany hit ya
said I’m living it up playing it down
I’ve been ripping it up playing the crowds
my thinking is richer

and she said oh still broke
nothings changed
I said love coz i knew it wound her up
I’ve changed

and it’s easy for the wiseman,
when he’s sitting in the chair with the wine and
he drinks and thinks
It’s easy for the wiseman
while the glass is full

still pissing it up playing the clown
aint figured it out making no pounds
aint looking too healthy
I said I’m living it up playing it down
I’ve been ripping it up playing the crowds
my thinking is wealthy

and she said oh still broke
nothings changed
I said love coz i knew it wound her up
I’ve changed

and it’s easy for the wiseman
when he’s sitting in the chair with the wine and
he drinks and thinks
It’s easy for the wiseman while the glass is full

daddy bought you a pony
and he bought you
a porsche and the pony grew
into a very high horse
daddy bought you a pony
and he bought you
a porsche and the pony grew
into a very high horse

and it’s easy for the wiseman
when he’s sitting in the chair with the wine and
he drinks and thinks
It’s easy for the wiseman while the glass is full
it’s easy for the wiseman
while he’s sitting in the chair with the wine and
he’s talking bout the figures and the finance an’ all
It’s easy for the wiseman while the glass is full

straddle the saddle
gallop the course
straddle the saddle
gallop the course
straddle the saddle looking down on me of course
straddle the saddle
gallop the course
straddle the saddle
gallop the course
straddle the saddle looking down on me of course

and it’s easy for the wiseman
when he’s sitting in the chair with the wine and
he drinks and thinks
It’s easy for the wiseman while the glass is full
an it’s easy for the wiseman
while he’s sitting in the chair with the wine and
he’s talking bout the figures and the finance an’ all
It’s easy for the wiseman,
yeah it’s easy for the wiseman
it’s easy for the wiseman while the glass is full

She said oh
You’ve changed
I said yeah love
You aint.

Video by D.G.A.S Productions.
Brass – Axel Mayer & Bernhard Neumaier.
Guitar played by Andreas Fuerstner.
Keys by Bernhard Lydescher.
Bass by Stefan Padinger.
Drums by Philipp Pluhar.

Recorded at Zollflreizone Studios by Heinze Luschtinez
Copyright KADMOS Distributainment.

Special thank you to Tobias Frick, Banu Bikee, Dizz, CrisendorfeR & Mr.Eting.

Counting Sheep (2 of 10)

Lyrics

Should be at sleep trouble with the counting sheep
but they’re out on street making up the numbers
not quite accountancy more like I’ll count and see
what will amount of me
well you can count on me camaraderie
how hard can’t it be I could pass in my dreams
but i cant get no sleep trouble with the counting sheep
so they’re out on street making up the numbers

He says oh
They know too much they show
too much where are their clothes
barely on their bones
and oh
they talk too much they walk
like they got one leg short
and a chip on their shoulder ah ah

As they walk like they talk like they know
walking talking
talking like they know
what do they know
talking like they know
maybe they know know
no no no know
walk like they talk like they know
walking talking
talking like they know
maybe they know
talking like they know
maybe they know

Should be at sleep trouble with the counting sheep
but they’re out on street making up the numbers
not quite accountancy more like I’ll count and see
what will amount of me
well you can count on me camaraderie
how hard can’t it be I could pass in my dreams
but i cant get no sleep trouble with the counting sheep
so they’re out on street making up the numbers

Dinner for one under the lights on dimmer
VH1 is on MJ singing thriller
He’s talking to the man in the mirror
and his hairs getting thinner
lucks getting slimmer but his guts getting bigger
youth is wasted on the youth he says in vain

He says oh
They know too much they show
too much where are their clothes
barely on their bones
and oh
they talk too much they walk
like they got one leg short
and a chip on their shoulder ah ah

As they walk like they talk like they know
walking talking
talking like they know
what do they know
talking like they know
maybe they know know
no no no know
walk like they talk like they know
walking talking
talking like they know
maybe they know
talking like they know
maybe they know

In my city city
it gets pretty gritty
bang bang like it’s chitty chitty
anybody with me with me
i try and look above and see the witty witty going somewhere else
screaming out i really don’t know
many bitty people tryna rescue their show
one of these days
they might find the light that can lead them out
to the end of the tunnel where it seems so bright

Oh
They know too much they show
too much where are their clothes
barely on their bones

As they walk like they talk like they know
walking talking
talking like they know
what do they know
talking like they know
maybe they

maybe they
know

Video directed by Chris Bates.

Happy Accidents is the long awaited solo album from genre-spanning, lyricist and London freestyle urbanite Klumzy Tung, produced by Mr.Dero.

Following the international success of their last release The Little Things (hit TV show SKINS, iTunes Hip Hop & Rap music charts / UK, Ireland, Spain), featuring artists Beardyman, Dj Vadim, JFB and Jstar, the musical duo Mr.Dero & Klumzy Tung team up again, to produce ten tracks of original material, released on independent label Tiefparterre.

Having racked up over two million views online, Klumzy Tung is now releasing each track with an accompanying video, one-a-month, for the next ten months!

The London set video to the second single Counting Sheep is been nominated for the Soho Shorts Festival 2012, alongside Kaiser Chiefs, Plan B, Benga, Bonobo, Ed Sheeran and SBTRKT!

Download from Amazon – http://www.amazon.co.uk/Counting-Sheep-Happy-Accidents-Two/dp/B008HCXQU4/ref=…

Recorded at Zollflreizone Studios by Heinze Luschtinez
Copyright KADMOS Distributainment GmbH.

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http://tiefparterre.net/

Loyal Tea (1 of 10)

Lyrics

Alright. I’m sitting at my table and I’m
wondering who’s gonna knock knock knock it back

I heard the hate is rising with the murder rate
unsurprising when you turn the page and sick words regurgitate
I would prefer the pace if we work the brakes
not have to break the vertebrae
but then i guess we all prefer to chase
paper waste waste paper bin wasting paper
like we think it’s growing on trees
with the next tic later it’s yesterdays chip paper
hungry for tomorrow’s food for thought
it seems the fatties are the reason for the CO2’s
if you believe what you read or what you see on news
he has views she has views I have views we have views
how about we see a few
see if you can see the reason why I’m tung in cheek
pinch of salt when I talk sees me through another week
suddenly i feel wheezy and a cup of tea
is everything i need to believe so come with me.

I’m sitting at the table with my cup of Loyal-Tea
Wondering who’s gonna knock it back with me
I’m just here sitting clear in your rear view mirror
Will you join me for a cuppa or a few
I’m at at the table with my cup of Loyal-Tea
Wondering who’s gonna knock it back with me
I’m just here sitting clear in your rear view

A chancer pass by my star sign but cant find my answer
I’m sure she’s testing me
I’m on the floor like a minotaur a Taurus with a minor score
to settle with a whore called destiny
forever pesters me she is a pessimist
with proven pedigree but’ll never confess to this
she is a tease every time i come close gets her coat up and leaves
I believe i will find her again rolling up my sleeve
but i cant take my eyes off of everything i read
a level 3 degrees below the level that i need
a level that i freeze inevitability that never will i leave
till i put my mind at ease in this room with this pen
and only then and my skeleton agrees
here the kettle in the breeze
about to blow it’s lid keep forgetting who’s for tea

I’m sitting at the table with my cup of Loyal-Tea
Wondering who’s gonna knock it back with me
I’m just here sitting clear in your rear view mirror
Will you join me for a cuppa or a few?
I’m at at the table with my cup of Loyal-Tea
Wondering who’s gonna knock it back with me
I’m just here sitting clear in your rear view

Yeah. Yeah.
I’m just here sitting clear in your rear view
and I’m wondering who’s gonna knock knock knock
knock it back with me
coz everybody’s got something to say

Be cautious when proclaiming to know more coz
they may say that less is more
but more or less a less is less than more
unless the more was never more than less
i guess a lesson for the rest in awe that claim to be the best at war
forevermore with lesser evils than the test of thought of
the yester-yawn of yester-morn yes the dawn is fresh and born
caress the corn to make it sweet
invested in the metaphor of corn to corner corners yet been fertilised
pert your eyes a little squint and make you verbalise a finger print
to make your point and say it with me
they’re very rarely telling what they mean
they’re just selling me their dream
i’m barely on the team they’re preparing for the cream
and I’ll be daring when I deem it fit and appropriate
I wear a rope around my neck to keep me warm like it’s the soviet
state before they broke and split
I’m known to float a bit
at any moment I could lose my focus trip on over choke on it
I don’t just wear my heart on sleeve I made a coat with it
a matching set of hat and gloves
sewed it from my head down to my toes
and only left a hole on top to let my hair grow a bit
off the top of my head I guess I’m known to spit
I did it here and there I figure someone noticed it
a tension here a tension there I don’t where to focus it
I never knowing bit another flow it aint no Goa trip
hallucination giving vivid optimistic poet grit

Its Klumzy Tung and you know were flowing sick
while I’m sitting at my table with my cup of Loyal-Tea
who’s gonna gonna take a sip

coz I’m I’m wondering I’m wondering
wondering who’s gonna knock it back with me now
wondering who’s gonna knock it back with me now
wondering who’s gonna knock knock knock it back
while I’m sitting at my table with cup of Loyal-Tea

Wondering who’s gonna knock it back with me now

Music produced by Mr.Dero and released on independent label Tiefparterre.

Ten original songs; each with an accompanying video, one-a-month for ten months.

Video by Bullion Productions.
Guitar by Andreas Fürstner.
Brass by Axel Mayer & Bernhard Neumaier.

Recorded at Zollflreizone Studios by Heinze Luschtinez
Copyright KADMOS Distributainment.

Artwork by CrisendorfeR – www.facebook.com/crisendorfers
Photography Jasmin Schuller – http://jasminschuller.com

Special thank you to Tobias Frick, Banu Bikeev & Mr.Eting.

No mistakes… Only Happy Accidents