Dear Babies & Bamboomen!
As a precious voice blew through our brains on a glorious rainy day for a reason which can only be explained with a complex sphere over the third bite on the leg by a seventh dog, we created a joyswimmingpool for the ones who have the magnetic desire to join us into the lake not that far from heaven, which holy piece of true nature is stretching out in between the hills of space. While your hearts are beating synchronized with the hearts of the angels who are spreading kisses all over the body of each joyswimmer, we play the waves overcome your lips to cheat all hidden lovewhispers out of your souls & replace them with tiny little yellow birds captured in rapture. Let secretly spoken out magic caress ears there in the name of a non-identifiable freedom, spiced preferably. Effective cocktails are available mixed of doingallright molecules extracted from grinninglowbatgrains. In case of pleasure attack we built an Overjoy Rehabilitation Centre by the lake, where unborn children sing sorrowful melodies about the lost chocolate castle & restless disappointments run screaming against the windows between the songs. The battery of these joyful moodies is the band called Humble Grumble & it literally is grumbling like that at your surprised pretty faces as it jumps on your expectations, makes sweaty love to them & peacefully smokes a cigarette afterwards.
There the stars peep through your souls, vagabonds yell dancing at the full moon & we expand delight for a better end, which keeps on slipping across the universe, wherever you are it's gonna get you, suck your tongues out & take your breaths. After all please, pay us a visit independent on the type of beer you drink & be loved by Humble Grumble for a night.
http://www.muzakdeezign.com/humblegrumble/
http://www.belgiummp3.be/mp3/Humble_Grumble/