Get ‘Man On The Run’: https://smarturl.it/motr-rts Get our debut album ‘Kaleidoscope’: http://smarturl.it/kaleidoscope-rts Conception: Films for Reel, Rooftop Sailors Actors: Samuel Rüfenacht, Alexander Bratschi Cinematography & Edit: Films for Reel Recording/Producing: Frieder Does @ Toolhouse Studios Mix: Frieder Does Mastering: Robin Schmidt @ 24-96 Mastering Keep up with us: Facebook // https://goo.gl/XpzpCB​ Instagram // https://goo.gl/p0DVmp​ Spotify // https://goo.gl/1BnVyK​ https://www.rooftopsailors.com/ Lyrics - Man On The Run You have cried late last night And it doesn't suit you well You look like you had been to hell and went back again This world is everything that has to wait You're on the run But always a little too late Oh you're fine, so am I what might come to light Is so bright that it hurts your eyes But you don’t mind I know for sure, I'll never leave it to yourself Call me when your mind weighs a tonne When a sad song makes you cry And we'll look a little too long At the sun Call me when your mind weighs a tonne When you can’t sleep at night And we’ll look a little too long at the sun And you were told Real men do not cry But you have shed tears More times than you can count on the run The world is everything that waits Oh, you’re afraid that you're a little (little bit too late) But you are not alone No, you are not alone Call me when your mind weighs a tonne When a sad song makes you cry And we'll look a little too long At the sun Call me when your mind weighs a tonne When you can’t sleep at night And we’ll look a little too long at the sun Why don’t you tell me all the things I need to know I won’t leave you off the hook I read you like a book Why don’t you tell me all the things I need to know ‘Cause you've lost your ways

Get ‘Money’: https://smarturl.it/money-rts Get our debut album ‘Kaleidoscope’: http://smarturl.it/kaleidoscope-rts Conception: Films for Reel, Rooftop Sailors Cinematography & Edit: Films for Reel Recording/Producing: Frieder Does @ Toolhouse Studios Mix: Frieder Does Mastering: Robin Schmidt @ 24-96 Mastering Keep up with us: Facebook // https://goo.gl/XpzpCB​ Instagram // https://goo.gl/p0DVmp​ Spotify // https://goo.gl/1BnVyK​ https://www.rooftopsailors.com/ Lyrics - Money Oh, cry-babies You’re going crazy Since you found out that I’m so shady First lady, lobby pressure daily I’ve got a lot on my mind You’re wrapped in barbed wire Does it seem like I care? You set yourselves on fire, oh no My life’s so funny Power, fame and money My life’s so funny And I just don’t feel sorry at all Oh cry babies, so angry lately Go work, your money is mine For times when I retire and ease my mind, I’ve been saving seed You start another riot Fuck-the-government-choir Police will open fire Crouched stance while I dance ‘cause I really don’t care ‘cause My life’s so funny Power, fame and money My life’s so funny And I just don’t feel sorry at all I’m all about the money And I just don’t feel sorry I’m all about the money And I just don’t feel sorry at all Shame, shame, shame on me again Well, well, time to play pretend Shame, shame, shame on me again

Get 'fuckyou': http://smarturl.it/fyou Get our debut album ‘Kaleidoscope’: http://smarturl.it/kaleidoscope-rts Dancers: Annina Reusser, Elysha Frauchiger, Stefanie Schweizer, Vanessa Danial, Marina Moreno, Mira Reinhardt, Moët Liechti, Hannah Bratschi, Loredana Tosi, Mara Ludwig, Gabriela Sterchi, Sarah Eisenhut, Natascha Lassé, Anke Breihan, Mara Brügger, Vera Rohrbach, Lisa Diener, Tamara Hofer Conception: Rooftop Sailors Cinematography & Edit: Nevio Heimberg, Maurice Rupp Recording/Producing: Frieder Does @ Toolhouse Studios. Mix: Frieder Does Mastering: Robin Schmidt @ 24-96 Mastering Keep up with us: Facebook // https://goo.gl/XpzpCB​​ Instagram // https://goo.gl/p0DVmp​​ Spotify // https://goo.gl/1BnVyK​​ https://www.rooftopsailors.com/​ Lyrics - fuckyou Tonight, you go out with your friends again Drinking has become your main outlet You’ve packed your ego but forgot consent Your vision ain’t clear Everybody’s dancing while you make your first attempt They almost didn’t let you in Because you tried to smuggle in your gin Neon lights throw patterns on your skin And bass fills your ears She was dancing until you laid your hand on her waist Fuck you, you know she doesn’t wanna Fuck you, you know but still went in for a kiss Fuck you, you know she doesn’t wanna Fuck you, you go on even if she resists Turned down, you go back to your friends They laugh and you take offence You utter: “She’s having the painters in” You’re mind ain’t too clear It seems like you’re a loaded gun You say for you it is just fun It seems, you don’t care how she feels She was dancing until you lay your hand on her waist Terrified look on her face Fuck you, you know she doesn’t wanna Fuck you, you know but still went in for a kiss Fuck you, you know she doesn’t wanna Fuck you, you go on even if she resists Can you tell me what you’ve won? What a monster you’ve become But I don’t know Oh, I don’t know Don’t know how you can afford to not have a soul at all Never thought about doing what you do all night long Fuck you, you know she doesn’t wanna Fuck you, you know but still went in for a kiss Fuck you, you know she doesn’t wanna Fuck you, you go on even if she resists Can you tell me what you’ve won? What a monster you’ve become

Get ‘Liqueur’: https://smarturl.it/liqueur Get our debut album ‘Kaleidoscope’: http://smarturl.it/kaleidoscope-rts Conception: Rooftop Sailors Camera: Santino Iannuzzo Cinematography & Edit: Nevio Heimberg, Maurice Rupp Recording/Producing: Frieder Does @ Toolhouse Studios. Mix: Frieder Does Mastering: Robin Schmidt @ 24-96 Mastering Keep up with us: Facebook // https://goo.gl/XpzpCB​​ Instagram // https://goo.gl/p0DVmp​​ Spotify // https://goo.gl/1BnVyK​​ https://www.rooftopsailors.com/​ Lyrics - Liqueur Oh what is typical? A guy who’s voice is low? Who’s acting like he never caves in? Man’s a constructed term ‘Cause I could wear a skirt And be as manly as caveman, she said: “Are you sure that you are absolutely straight? Because you wear rings and paint your fingernails.” Ain’t got no booze baby I got the liqueur Your mind’s on snooze baby Your mind’s a sticker I am a dreamer, utopian preacher Ain’t got no booze baby I got the liqueur Copied original You’re so predictable I’m sorry if I disappoint you, not true Oh, what is masculine? A mask that lies within? No way I’ll reinforce your mind-set, she said: “Are you sure that you are absolutely straight? ‘Cause you have your nose pierced and you hug your mates” Ain’t got no booze baby I got the liqueur Ain’t got no booze baby I got the liqueur Your mind’s on snooze baby Your mind’s a sticker I am a dreamer, utopian preacher Ain’t got no booze baby I got the liqueur I am a dreamer, utopian preacher I give you my reasons and hope that you keep ‘em

Get ‘Modern Life’: http://smarturl.it/modern-life Get our debut album ‘Kaleidoscope’: http://smarturl.it/kaleidoscope-rts Conception: Films for Reel, Rooftop Sailors Cinematography & Edit: Films for Reel Makeup: Aline Witschi Recording/Producing: Frieder Does @ Toolhouse Studios. Mix: Frieder Does Mastering: Robin Schmidt @ 24-96 Mastering Keep up with us: Facebook // https://goo.gl/XpzpCB​ Instagram // https://goo.gl/p0DVmp​ Spotify // https://goo.gl/1BnVyK​ https://www.rooftopsailors.com/ Lyrics - Modern Life I gotta scratch out my eyes 'Cause I have been seeing everything through a kaleidoscope but I felt like an empty boat caught in a storm Set myself on fire but somehow I don't feel warm I'm doing my best to live this lie so that I can laugh again tonight Hide and seek of the modern life I know you know it, I know you know it Oh, we eat too much but the fruit ain't ripe I know you know too I tried to numb my own mind last night For I thought about what the world has been going through in recent years and how its lung is turning black I'm too aware of the things we lack Hide and seek of the modern life I know you know it, I know you know it Oh, we eat too much but the fruit ain't ripe I know you know too I just choke on sticky feathers Observe how we change the weather Throw our trash into the sea And in our stomachs too much meat 7.8 billion people, all the same but just not equal Live in houses of cards with nothing up their sleeves Hide and seek of the modern life Oh, we eat too much but the fruit ain't ripe Hide and seek of the modern life Oh, we eat too much but the fruit ain't ripe I know you know it, I know I know you know it