AMOS Showtime was released exclusively on vinyl with a blank cover to be designed by more than 400 artists from all across the world. They created one-off pieces of artwork using all kinds of techniques like photography, print, illustration, art and sculpture. The Showtime tour in 2010 was combining concerts with vernissages and exhibitions in Germany, Austria and Switzerland. The project was rewarded with the IF design award and got nominated for the Designpreis Deutschland.

Showtime
Thinking of You
Love Betweeen Men
Supersonnig
White Snow
My Appartment

New York City
Don’t know what has got into me, I was never hard to please. Yet I can help but getting weary of this life of vacuity. I can feel something’s missing here to bring out te best of me. You all come too late dissuading me from my destiny.

It is New York City. Where all the dreams come true. Where the girls are pretty and the guys are, too. I’m gonna get myself a ticket tonight. I know, I can make it there. Up to New York City. All that I got to do is dare.

Like a mayfly I’m whirring in the glance of the city lights. Through the veins I am burying just like an erythrocyte. Bursting head, empty wallet but I know, I’m doing fine. I’m almost there, believe all that I need’s a little more time.

Here in New York City. Where all the dreams come true. Where the streets are dirty. Some of the souls are, too. But I’m never gonna quit it. No, I will never go away. I’m in New York City. And I came to stay.

I was born to be living my life in the promised land. But the more that I’m giving the more is getting out of hand. No matter how much I wanted to, I could never let it go. This dream I never lived. It’s far too late for me to wake up.

I’m lost in New York City. The city’s like a magnet. Won’t set you free again. It won’t let you understand you’re lost in New York City. It is a one way street with black hole gravity. A concrete labyrinth. You’re lost in New York City. And when you got the feeling, you’re alone among millions and stay against your will you’re lost in New York City. There is so much at stake. Keep believing you can make it until your heart will break. It’s too late. You’re lost in New York City.

Are You Ready
Us Against the Rest of the World
Last Song

Lovemachine
I was afraid I had been left to rust for such a long time now. You came to keep me from the dust. I’ve been waiting for you. Somehow you’re the only one ever to receive the signals of my love. I can feel that you believe in the things I’m capable of.

You fill up my circuit with electricity. Plugging in the wire, reviving my energy. You’re pushing the buttons to boot up my system. Launch the application for sensual wisdom.

I’m a love machine and it’s love I’m in whenever you want to turn me on.

My CPU is speeding up. Beating in time with your hips. I don’t want you to ever stop caressing me with your lips. We have already become one in the stage of the bionic. I touch you girl and you begun to be so electronic.

My fuses are blowing, the system is reeling. Synthetic emotions, alert phase erotic. Repetitive motions are jamming robotics.

I’m a love machine and it’s love I’m in whenever you want to turn me on.

Everything
Basmati
Glycerine
Lovemachine – Ben Mono Remix
Basmati – Mike Burns Rmx
Lovemachine – Radio Edit

Every year in winter time is a special celebration where everyone can hear the chime of love across the nation. Young and old are looking forward in bright anticipation. I suggest, we party like never done before.

I wear my Santa dress you put on your reindeer suite. You start riding over rough and smooth. I crack my whip flipping ho, ho, ho. Let’s have sex for christmas. I wear my snowman suite you put on your turkey dress. I shift some carrot up into your chest. Ginger bread through the oven door. Let’s have sex for christmas.

Slide up and down your chimney until my sack is empty. Let’s stuff the christmas turkey with delicious jerkey.

The christmas tree has got a branch with big balls hanging from it. The snowman has got a carrot so why don’t you go down on it. Let me ring your jingle bells until my candle is burning. Let’s fire up the ingle well. Gift giving I come.

I wear my Santa dress you put on your reindeer suite. You bend over and I do you good. I crack my whip flipping ho, ho, ho. Let’s have sex for christmas. I wear my snowman suite you put on your turkey dress. I shift some carrot up into your chest. Ginger bread through the oven door. Let’s have sex for christmas.

You slide up and down our chimneys. Until your sack is empty. Let’s see what’s under the tree when we go down on our knees. Do you want Santa’s sweetness? Close your eyes open your mouth and taste it. I promised you a white christmas. Now I let it snow on your face.

We wear our Santa dress you put on your reindeer suite. We start riding over rough and smooth. We crack our whip flipping ho, ho, ho. Let’s have sex for christmas. We wear your snowman suite you put on your turkey dress. We shift some carrot up into your ass. Ginger bread through the oven door. Let’s have sex for christmas.

Who came to put the world into a bog of delinquency? (Raoul Vasquez) Who is the one who thinks he’s destined to hog all New York City? (Raoul Vasquez) Who is the man that is sipping the blood of his enemies? (Raoul Vasquez) And who is the fiend that sends out his jackals to kill? When the white snow is falling and the city is calling in need then the time has come to pay for the bill in lead.

City Kill. City Kill. The shitfly is starting to boast. He has reckoned without his host. City Kill. City Kill. Spinning a web of sins that in the end he gets caught within.

Who has come home to seek bloody revenge oh so angrily? (Ronny and Barry) Who got the license to go underground in New York City? (Ronny and Barry) Who are the men that will not back away from brutality? (Ronny and Barry) And who are the ones that got to face the music of ill? When their anger is rising, Raoul’s gang dominating the streets. Then the two have come to serve the bill in lead.

City Kill. City Kill. If they haven’t shot all the ill be sure in the end they will. City Kill. City Kill. Fighting for victory they get a bit like the enemy.

Bristled with munition, proper arms to kill at high speed, the two have come to serve the bill in lead.

City Kill. City Kill. There’s no way of doing good without doing evil. City Kill. City Kill. If you got into this you should run before getting your leaden fill.

I Can’t Stop my Feet

Bla Bla
We sit opposite talking. But I got only one thing on my mind. As you quote Stephen Hawking it’s your bosom that has caught my eye. Sorry, did you say something? I’m just trying to keep my self-control. But the way that you’re moving won’t make me more conversational.

What would you do if I would kiss you just a litttle bit? What would you say if I’d be touching, squeezing, tickling? You say you’d like to get to know me better.

Damn, your’re pretty resistent. The drinks have not impaired your eloquence. In my mind I’m arranging your words to concessions of romance. The later the evening the greater the receiving of the signals your body is sending out. My mind is all jamming but it still can’t be made up about

what you would do if I would kiss you just a little bit, what you would say if I’d undress you just a little bit. I promise, afterwards we talk a little. Why not do it the other way around? Why not turn everything upside down?

Party People
As Long As
Tonite I Feel Like Dancing
Rock
Let’s Do It Tonite
Harvey

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Rock
Funky
All Over Again
Let’s Do it Tonite
Bla Bla
Imperator of Pop
Party People
MTV is Killing Me
Tonite I Feel Like Dancing
Harvey
Standstill
As Long As

There ain’t no reason for me to sit down, cause tonight you’ll be around. You got the beat and I can’t stop my feet. I don’t need noone to come along. No, you make me feel so strong. You got the beat and I can’t stop my feet. See that lady, you know she winks at me. I’m sorry girl but I don’t know disloyalty. You got the beat.

And I can’t stop my feet from dancing around to you baby. DJ stop the beat. Please hold back the music from driving me crazy. I can’t stop my feet from dancing around out of desire. DJ stop the beat or I will be setting this whole place on fire.

Underneath the neon light we break it down all through the night. You got the beat and I can’t stop my feet. You’re in charge. It seems to be too late. I feel my shoes disintegrate. You got the beat.

And I can’t stop my feet from dancing around to you baby. DJ stop the beat. Please hold back the music from driving me crazy. I can’t stop my feet from dancing around out of desire. DJ stop the beat or I will be setting this whole place on fire.