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Five Minute Fucker
Der Song richtet sich gegen alle männlichen Arschlöcher, die Gewalt gegen Frauen ausüben. Er ist entstanden, weil genau so ein überheblicher Macho versucht hat, meine damalige Freundin zu vergewaltigen, was ihm glücklicherweise nicht gelungen ist.
Ein Song gegen all die innerlich schwachen Narzissten, Egoisten, Machos und dummen Proleten, die glauben, nur weil sie einen Schwanz zwischen den Beinen haben, machen zu können, was sie wollen.
'Five Minute Fucker' ist genauso ein Protestsong, der sich gegen alle Autokraten, Despoten, Diktatoren, Nazis und Vollidioten richtet. Einige dürfen sich sogar Präsident nennen.
YOU THINK THAT YOU ARE
THE BEST DANCER IN TOWN
YOU FEEL LIKE A STAR
BUT YOU’RE JUST A BOGUS CLOWN
WHERE ARE YOU GOING WITH THAT EMPTY HEAD?
WHAT WILL YOU DO, WHEN YOUR MIND IST DEAD, MIND IS DEAD?
WE ALL KNOW THAT YOU ARE THE BEST LOSER IN TOWN!
YOU’RE A DANCER IN THE STARLIGHT
AND YOU TRY TO BE A CAT
WOMAN LOVE YOUR VOICE AND DANCE,
NEXT THEY WANT YOU TO FORGET
WHAT WILL HAPPEN, WHEN YOU’RE OLD AND DONE?
THERE IS NO APPLAUSE, CAUSE THERE IS NO ONE, IS NO ONE
WE ALL KNOW THAT YOU ARE THE BEST LOSER IN TOWN!
YOU ARE JUST A FIVE-MINUTE-FUCKER
AND THERE IS NOTHING MORE TO SAY
JUST A FIVE-MINUTE-FUCKER
AND NO REASON TO PRAY
FOR A FIVE-MINUTE-FUCKER
WHO DOESN'T UNDERSTAND THE TRUTH
YOU ARE JUST A FIVE-MINUTE-FUCKER
AND WE ARE FUCKING YOU
YOU SUFFER FROM EGOISM
SO THAT’S WHY YOU ARE NOT WELCOME
DUMMY, WE WILL KICK YOUR ASS
SO TAKE YOUR STUFF AND START TO RUN
YOU CAN’T REALIZE IF YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND
WHERE’LL YOU GOING WITHOUT A HELPING HAND? HELPING HAND?
SO YOU’RE DANCING LIKE AN ASSHOLE, AND YOU’LL NEVER BE A LIGHT!
YOU ARE JUST A FIVE-MINUTE-FUCKER
AND THERE IS NOTHING MORE TO SAY
JUST A FIVE-MINUTE-FUCKER
AND NO REASON TO PRAY
FOR A FIVE-MINUTE-FUCKER
WHO DOESN'T UNDERSTAND THE TRUTH
YOU ARE JUST A FIVE-MINUTE-FUCKER
AND WE ARE FUCKING YOU
Jesus Son
Der Song erzählt die Geschichte von einem labilen Menschen, der in die Fänge einer Sekte gerät und dort eine Gehirnwäsche bekommt. Schließlich wird er selbst zum Prediger der Sekte.
THEY CAUGHT ME ON A FRIDAY
THE WEEKEND JUST BEGUN
THEY ASKED ABOUT MY FEELINGS
THEY TOLD ME I AM JESUS SON
THIS IS THEIR
THIS IS THEIR RELIGION
I WANT TO COME IN - TO FIND MY WAY
I WANT TO BE IN - OH PLEASE LET ME STAY
I WANT TO COME IN - TO FIND MY WAY
I WANT TO BE IN - OH PLEASE LET ME STAY
THEY TOLD ABOUT THEIR TEACHING
THAT I’M NOT USING MY BRAIN
THEY TOLD ABOUT THEIR FATHER
AND ALL ABOUT THEIR PRAYING
THIS IS OUR
THIS IS OUR RELIGION
AND NOW I’M IN - I’M ON MY WAY
YES I’M IN - I’M GOING TO STAY
AND NOW I’M IN - I’M ON MY WAY
YES I’M IN - I’M GOING TO STAY
I’M GOING ON A MONDAY
ENDLESS WEEKS ARE DONE
I’M SURE ABOUT MY FEELINGS
YES I’M JESUS SON
THIS IS MY
THIS IS MY RELIGION
AND NOW I’M OUT - I’M ON MY WAY
YES I’M OUT - I’M STARTED TO PRAY
AND NOW I’M OUT - I’M SHARING MY WAY
YES I’M OUT - I HAVE A LOT TO PAY
So What – Mad Max
Die Ängste vor der Zukunft, vor Krieg, Zerstörung der friedlichen Lebensform waren 1994 genauso vorhanden wie heute. Es ist offensichtlich nur eine Frage der Zeit, wann wir Mad Max Verhältnisse auf unserem Planeten haben.
HAVE YOU SEEN THE NEWS TODAY
ONLY BAD SENSATIONAL STORIES
POLITICIANS' LIES SAY: DON'T WORRY
SO WHAT LOOKING AROUND
SO WHAT NO FRIENDS ARE FOUND
SO WHAT CHILDREN CRY
SO WHAT THEY'RE LEARNING TO LIE
HEY WHAT YOU THINK ABOUT TOMORROW
HEY WHAT YOU THINK ABOUT TODAY
HEY WHAT'S ABOUT THE PEOPLE’S SORROW
WELL IT’S MAD MAX ON HIS WAY
THE WORLD IS A POLITICAL CHAOS
NO QUIET ROOM TO SURVIVE
CONSUME IS THE UNDERCOVER KING
CONSUME MAKES THE RULES FOR LIVE
SO WHAT LOOKING AROUND
SO WHAT NO FRIENDS ARE FOUND
SO WHAT CHILDREN CRY
SO WHAT THEY'RE LEARNING TO LIE
HEY WHAT YOU THINK ABOUT TOMORROW
HEY WHAT YOU THINK ABOUT TODAY
HEY WHAT'S ABOUT THE PEOPLE’S SORROW
WELL IT’S MAD MAX ON HIS WAY
HEY GIVE ME YOUR HAND
I TRY TO UNDERSTAND
WHY ARE YOU RUNNING AWAY?
HEY WHAT YOU THINK ABOUT TOMORROW
WELL IT’S MAD MAX ON HIS WAY
HAVE YOU SEEN THE NEWS TODAY
ALL THE BAD SENSATIONAL STORIES
POLITICIANS' LIES SAY: DON'T WORRY
SO WHAT LOOKING AROUND
SO WHAT NO FRIENDS ARE FOUND
SO WHAT CHILDREN CRY
SO WHAT THEY'RE LEARNING TO LIE
HEY WHAT YOU THINK ABOUT TOMORROW
HEY WHAT YOU THINK ABOUT TODAY
HEY WHAT'S ABOUT THE PEOPLE’S SORROW
WELL IT’S MAD MAX ON HIS WAY
MAD MAX ON HIS WAY
MAD MAX ON HIS WAY
Turn It Over
Dinge aus einer anderen Perspektive zu betrachten und den eigenen Horizont zu erweitern, ist immer eine gute Sache. Wenn dann, wie in diesen Lyrics von Franky, auch noch die eigenen Erfahrungen mit der Alkoholsucht einfließen, dann bekommt so ein Song Tiefe.
SO I WAKE UP, LATELY, LATELY IN THE MORNING
I HIT THE BOTTLE AGAIN
TRY TO FIND MY YESTERDAY
STILL WAITING FOR MY TOMORROW
DON’T DRINK IN THE MORNING SHE SAID
IT SUCKS YOUR STOMACH
SO I HIT HER AGAIN
I DIDN’T TAPE HER DON’T DRINK
I KNOW THAT'S NOT GOOD FOR MY STOMACH
AND FOR SURE IT’S NOT GOOD FOR MY BRAIN
DID YOU REALLY TURN IT OVER NOW?
DID YOU SEE THE OTHER SIDE
DID YOUR REALLY TURN IT OVER NOW?
DID YOU SEE THE OTHER SIDE?
I WORK A COUPLE OF HOURS A WEEK
IT’S NOT ENOUGH TO MAKE ANS ME
BUT ENOUGH TO GET DRUNKEN EVERY DAY
BUT NOW ON SUNDAY, SUNDAY SHOWER, THE SHAVE
COMB MY HAIR, CLEAN MY NAILS
PUT ON MY SUNDAY CLOSE
AND WENT OVER TO THE GRAVEYARD
TO MEET HER
I HATED HER FOR FORTY YEARS
AND NOW … NOW I MISS HER
LIFE IS REAL FUNNY, ISN’T IT?
DID YOU REALLY TURN IT OVER NOW?
DID YOU SEE THE OTHER SIDE?
DID YOUR REALLY TURN IT OVER NOW?
DID YOU SEE THE OTHER SIDE?
Long Legs
Ein Song aus dem Herzen St.Paulis. Und wer den Titel 'Long Legs' nicht versteht, der sollte mal einen Bummel über die Reeperbahn machen.
BLUE LIGHT, RED EYES
USING ONLY KING SIZE
OOH THAT BODY, HOT LIKE A FLAME
GET ON FIRE, DOWNTOWN GAME
GIMME MERCY, GIMME MERCY
SHOW ME WHAT YOU WANT, LET’S SEE WHAT’S GOING ON
GIMME MERCY, GIMME MERCY TO ME
OOH BLACK ANGEL, RED WILD HAIR
MASTURBATE ON A WOBBEL-BOARD-CHAIR
SHE SEEMS DEEP, DEEP LIKE AN OCEAN
AND SHR ROUSES MY DEEP, DEEP EXPECTATION
GIMME MERCY, GIMME MERCY
SHOW ME WHAT YOU WANT, LET’S SEE WHAT’S GOING ON
GIMME MERCY, GIMME MERCY TO ME
GIMME YOUR LONG LEGS AND YOUR STILETTO SHOES
YOU MAKE ME REAL CRAZY WITH YOUR BLACK DESSOUS
PUT IT ON, PUT THE HIGH HEELS ON
OH DIRTY LOVE TURNS ME ON
DIRTY LOVE, SO MEAN SO STRONG
LEATHER CLOSES, SCREAMS AND CRIMES
AND YOU MY LADY, MORE THAN NICE
GIMME MERCY, GIMME MERCY
SHOW ME WHAT YOU WANT, LET’S SEE WHAT’S GOING ON
GIMME MERCY, GIMME MERCY TO ME
GIMME YOUR LONG LEGS AND YOUR STILETTO SHOES
YOU MAKE ME REAL CRAZY WITH YOUR BLACK DESSOUS
PUT IT ON, PUT THE HIGH HEELS ON
GIMME MERCY WITH THE HIGH HEELS
GIMME MERCY WITH THE HIGH HEELS
GIMME MERCY WITH THE HIGH HEELS
Right Now
Unser „Gib-Nicht-Auf“ Song.
YOU TELL THAT YOUR DAYS ARE RAINY
THAT YOUR LIFE IS GREY
NOTHING REALLY ALL RIGHT
NOTHING SEEM TO BE OK
WAKE UP MY FRIEND
YOU ARE ADDICTED
TO FACE YOUR PROBLEMS
TOUCH YOUR SOUL
GET A GRIP
BUT DON’T GIVE UP
TAKE A NEW SHOT, BABY
YOU ARE SO TWISTED
YOU NEVER TELL
RIGHT NOW
YOUR BABY IS GONE
YOU FELL LIKE A DEAD DOG
YOU ARE ON YOUR OWN
BABY, YOU ARE REAL SUCKED
WAKE UP MY FRIEND
YOU ARE ADDICTED
TO FACE YOUR PROBLEMS
TOUCH YOUR SOUL
GET A GRIP
BUT DON’T GIVE UP
TAKE A NEW SHOT, BABY
YOU ARE SO TWISTED
YOU NEVER TELL
RIGHT NOW
YOU HANGING AROUND
LOOK UP IN YOUR FAKE CLOUDS
TAKE A HOME ABOUT
UNATTAINABLE PARADISE
WAKE UP MY FRIEND
YOU ARE ADDICTED
TO FACE YOUR PROBLEMS
TOUCH YOUR SOUL
GET A GRIP
BUT DON’T GIVE UP
TAKE A NEW SHOT, BABY
YOU ARE SO TWISTED
YOU NEVER TELL
RIGHT NOW
Sometimes
Wenn dein Weg dich von einer Frau trennt, die eine klasse Frau ist. Eine, im wahrsten Sinne des Wortes, unglaubliche Frau. Aber ihr seid nicht für einander bestimmt.
Deswegen beschließt du, diese Frau zu verlassen. Das tut unglaublich weh, dass zerreißt dich. Aber es ist dein Weg. Und deswegen ist es manchmal härter zu gehen, als verlassen zu werden.
YOU ASK ME WHY I’M NOT HAPPY
AND WHERE IS THE REASON FOR MY PAIN
YOU SAY THAT I HAVE TO BE LUCKY
BUT I LOOK STANDING IN THE RAIN
YES, YOU ARE RIGHT WHEN YOU TELL ME, THAT I AM THE ONE
THE ONE WHOSE GONE
BUT DO YOU ASK ME IF I HAD A CHANCE TO STAY
YES, YOU ARE RIGHT WHEN YOU TELL ME, THAT I AM THE ONE
THE ONE WHOSE GONE
BUT DO YOU REALLY THINK THAT I FEEL NO PAIN?
SOMETIMES, SOMETIMES IT’S HARDER WHEN YOU KNOW
SOMETIMES, SOMETIMES IT’S HARDER WHEN YOU GO
SO LET ME TELL YOU ABOUT THIS WOMAN
WHO DON’T NEED WORDS TO UNDERSTAND
ABOUT THIS WONDER, WONDERFUL WOMAN
WHO I LOVED BEFORE I’M GONE
I REMEMBER ALL THE LIFE I SAW IN HER EYES,
AND I SEE HER SMILING IN MY DREAMS
SO YOU ARE RIGHT WHEN YOU TELL ME, THAT I’M THE ONE,
THE ONE WHOSE GONE
BUT DO YOU REALLY THINK THAT I FEEL NO PAIN?
SOMETIMES, SOMETIMES IT’S HARDER WHEN YOU KNOW
SOMETIMES, SOMETIMES IT’S HARDER WHEN YOU GO
WELL, MY FRIEND NOW YOU WANNA TELL ME
THAT I’M THE STUPID, I’M THE FOOL
I HAVE ENOUGH RIGHT TO COMPLAIN ABOUT THE PAST
'CAUSE I’M HURT ME WITH MY OWN RULES
BUT BEFORE YOU MAKE YOUR JUDGMENT
REMEMBER TO YOUR OWN PAST
HOW MANY THINGS ARE HAPPENED, THAT YOU ARE NOT ABLE TO CHANGE?
HOW OFFEN DO YOU THOUGHT
THAT SHE’S THE RIGHT, SHE’S THE ONE?
BUT YOUR LOVE HAD NO CHANCE, NO WAY?
SOMETIMES, SOMETIMES IT’S HARDER WHEN YOU GO
SOMETIMES, SOMETIMES IT’S HARDER WHEN YOU KNOW
Everybodys Town
St.Pauli ist ein Schmelztiegel außergewöhnlicher Menschen. Freaks, Genies, Gestrandete, Suchende, Verbrecher, Engel, Männer, Frauen und alles, was es dazwischen gibt.
Man sitzen zusammen, trinken zusammen, leben zusammen. Hier kann jeder sein, wie er will, in Everybodys Town.
Dieser Song ist den Menschen gewidmet, die auf St.Pauli leben und arbeiten.
THERE IS A BALLROOM, A LOCAL BALLROOM
IN EVERYBODY'S TOWN
A GUY IS DRUNKEN
A LOT OF SUCKERS
WHO WAITING FOR SOME LUCK
THERE IS A DIMENSION, ANOTHER DIMENSION
IN EVERYBODY'S HEAD
ONE IS WAITING NO A LOCAL HERO
NO ONE WHO BRINGS THE BLUES
THERE ARE NO LIGHT
IN EVERY, IN EVERY, IN EVERYSBODY’S BODY’S NIGHT
HE IS WAITING FOR AN ANGEL
WHO BLOW HIS MIND OUT??
THE TIME IS DEAD OF A PRETTY DEALER ???
IN ERVERYBODY’S TOWN
THERE IS A DIMENSION, ANOTHER DIMENSION
IN EVERY MOTHERS HEAD
ONE IS WAITING NO HOLY MOTHER
NO ONE HAS KISS HER BLUES
THERE ARE NO LIGHT
IN EVERY, IN EVERY, IN EVERYSBODY’S BODY’S NIGHT
THERE IS A SOLDIER, A LOCAL SOLDIER
HE HAD NO LEG TO RUN
SO HE’S WAITING AND NO ONE KNEWS HIM
WHERE HAS HE A GUN?
THERE IS A DIMENSION, ANOTHER DIMENSION
IN EVERY SOLDIER’S HEAD
ONE IS WAITING NO GOD NO HERO
THE ONE HAS LEGS FOR TWO
THERE’S NO LIGHT
IN EVERY, IN EVERY, IN EVERYSBODY’S BODY’S NIGHT
Citizen Kane
Die Macht der Medien, Fake News, Lügen und Manipulation hat in den letzten dreissig Jahren stark zugenommen. Dieser Text ist heute aktueller denn je! Leider.
TOP NEWS - NON TRUTH
RULES - FOR FOOLS
WARS - AND WHORES
SPORTS - AND LORDS
SILL OF THE HEADLINE AND THE STORY WILL BE EASILY TOLD
HEADLINE - DEADLINE
THRILL - AND KILL
FOR HIM - PAGE THREE
DIETS - AND DEALS
SILL OF THE HEADLINE AND THE STORY WILL BE EASILY TOLD
CIT CIT CIT CIT CIT CIT CIT CIT CITIZEN KANE
CIT CIT CIT CIT CIT CIT CIT CIT TAKE THE WORLD AS A GAME
A NEWS - IS REAL
AND PSSS - IT’S GONE
YOU NEED - A NEW
CAN’T GET - NO CLUE
AND LIES THE MAN WHO KNOWS WHAT’S TRUE
AND TURN YOUR HEAD WITH TWISTED NEWS
CIT CIT CIT CIT CIT CIT CIT CIT CITIZEN KANE
CIT CIT CIT CIT CIT CIT CIT CIT TAKE THE WORLD AS A GAME
TOP NEWS - NON TRUTH
AND PSSS - IT’S GONE
YOU NEED - A NEW
CAN’T GET - NO CLUE
AND LIES THE MAN WHO KNOWS WHAT’S TRUE
AND TURN YOUR HEAD WITH TWISTED NEWS
AND LIES THE MAN WHO KNOWS WHAT’S TRUE
AND TURN YOUR HEAD WITH TWISTED NEWS
AND LIES THE MAN WHO KNOWS WHAT’S TRUE
AND TURN YOUR HEAD WITH TWISTED NEWS
CIT CIT CIT CIT CIT CIT CIT CIT CITIZEN KANE
CIT CIT CIT CIT CIT CIT CIT CIT TAKE THE WORLD AS A GAME
Walking Alone
Früher oder später kommt unweigerlich jeder in die Situation, dass geliebte Menschen aus der Familie oder dem nahen Freundeskreis sterben. Und oft ist nicht alles gesagt worden, was hätte gesagt werden müssen. Was übrigbleibt ist ein Loch in der Seele und das Gefühl alleine zu sein.
WALKING ALONE, WALKING ALONE,
WITH A COLD SOUL, AND A HEART OF STONE
WALKING ALONE, WALKING ALONE,
FEELING SO OLD, FEELING SO COLD
YES I KNOW SHE’LL BE GONE
SHE WILL DIE, WHEN THE MORNING COMES
YES I KNOW SHE’LL BE GONE
WHEN THE MORNING COMES
MY DADDY’S GONE, HALF YEAR AGO
I WROTE HIM A LETTER, I LOVED HIM, HE KNOWS
I DIDN’T HAVE THE CHANCE WITH MY MAMA BEFORE
SHE CAN’T HEAR MY VOICE, WE CAN’T TALK ANYMORE
BUT THERE IS SO MUCH I WANTED TO SAY
NO ONE CAN HELP ME, CAN FREE MY PAIN
AND I WANT HER SO MUCH TO KNOW
BUT SHE IS OUT OF TIME … NOW
SO DON’T RUN, RUN FROM YOURSELF
YOU CAN’T CHANGE TIME, LOST CHANCES IN VAIN
TELL YOUR PARENTS, TELL ALL YOUR FRIENDS
WHAT YOU HAVE TO SAY, BEFORE IT’S TOO LATE
BUT THERE IS SO MUCH I WANTED TO SAY
NO ONE CAN HELP ME, CAN FREE MY PAIN
AND I WANT HER SO MUCH TO KNOW
BUT SHE IS OUT OF TIME … NOW
Can You Tell Me
Die ewige Frage, wann wir auf die Liebe unseres Lebens treffen.
CAN YOU TELL ME, HOW MANY YEARS ARE GONE?
I CAN’T FIND AN ANSWER, HOW MANY TEARS WILL RUN?
TILL I FIND MY WOMAN TILL I FIND THE DAY
TO MAKE YOU UNDERSTAND THAT LOVE IS THE ONLY WAY
BUT
HOW CAN I GET TO YOU BABY,
WHEN YOU DON’T OPEN YOUR DOOR?
WHEN YOU HIDE AWAY YOUR SMILING
AND YOUR LOVE
AND YOUR LOVE IS A PRISONER
I HAVE SEEN SO MANY HEARTACHE
I HAVE HEARD SO MANY DIRTY LIES
SO MANY FROZEN HEARDS
SO MANY EMPTY SOULS WHO CRYED
IS IT REALLY SO HARD TO BE HONEST?
I KNOW IT’S EASIER TO BE COOL
BUT WHEN YOU OPEN UP
WE ARE ABEL TO BREAK EVERY RULE
'CAUSE
I DON’T WANNA HURT YOU BABY
JUST TRY TO MAKE YOU UNDERSTAND
THAT I’M WAITING WAITING FOR YOU
AND WITH PASSION
AND WITH PASSION I’M YOUR MAN
Turn It Over (Original Mix)
Dinge aus einer anderen Perspektive zu betrachten und den eigenen Horizont zu erweitern, ist immer eine gute Sache. Wenn dann, wie in diesen Lyrics von Franky, auch noch die eigenen Erfahrungen mit der Alkoholsucht einfließen, dann bekommt so ein Song Tiefe.
SO I WAKE UP, LATELY, LATELY IN THE MORNING
I HIT THE BOTTLE AGAIN
TRY TO FIND MY YESTERDAY
STILL WAITING FOR MY TOMORROW
DON’T DRINK IN THE MORNING SHE SAID
IT SUCKS YOUR STOMACH
SO I HIT HER AGAIN
I DIDN’T TAPE HER DON’T DRINK
I KNOW THAT'S NOT GOOD FOR MY STOMACH
AND FOR SURE IT’S NOT GOOD FOR MY BRAIN
DID YOU REALLY TURN IT OVER NOW?
DID YOU SEE THE OTHER SIDE
DID YOUR REALLY TURN IT OVER NOW?
DID YOU SEE THE OTHER SIDE?
I WORK A COUPLE OF HOURS A WEEK
IT’S NOT ENOUGH TO MAKE ANS ME
BUT ENOUGH TO GET DRUNKEN EVERY DAY
BUT NOW ON SUNDAY, SUNDAY SHOWER, THE SHAVE
COMB MY HAIR, CLEAN MY NAILS
PUT ON MY SUNDAY CLOSE
AND WENT OVER TO THE GRAVEYARD
TO MEET HER
I HATED HER FOR FORTY YEARS
AND NOW … NOW I MISS HER
LIFE IS REAL FUNNY, ISN’T IT?
DID YOU REALLY TURN IT OVER NOW?
DID YOU SEE THE OTHER SIDE?
DID YOUR REALLY TURN IT OVER NOW?
DID YOU SEE THE OTHER SIDE?
Rest In My Arms
Wenn das Leben dich hin und her schlägt, der Wind mal von vorn kommt, dann trifft man plötzlich auf Menschen, bei denen man sich geborgen fühlt, die einen durch den Sturm begleiten.
Und irgendwann ist man selbst so weit, dass man für andere Menschen der Fels in der Brandung sein kann.
THE PICTURES OF THE LAST GONE YEARS
ARE CROSSING MY MIND
MY SOUL IS REMINDED OF
OLD FEELINGS INSIDE
THE PICTURES OF THE LAST GONE YEARS
ARE CLOUDED WITH JOY AND PAIN
THERE HAVE BEEN MANY CHANGES
THINGS WILL NEVER BE THE SAME
AND IF MY WAY GOES FAR FROM YOU
IF MY TRUTH’S NOT REALLY TRUE
THEN THERE’S A PLACE WHERE I CAN GO
AND I KNOW THAT THEY KNOW THAT I KNOW
IT’S RIGHT NOW BABY
IT’S RIGHT NOW BABY
WELL I CAN REST IN THEIR ARMS
IT’S RIGHT NOW BABY
IT’S RIGHT NOW BABY
WELL I CAN REST IN THEIR ARMS
I CAN SEE YOUR TIRED EYES
I CAN FEEL YOUR PAIN
I CAN TASTE THE SALT FROM YOUR TEARS
THAT ARE FALLING LIKE RAIN
YOU WANNA GET THE PICTURE NOW
FIND THE ANSWER FOR WHY AND HOW
DON’T UNDERSTAND THE WORLD AT ALL
FEELING COLD AND SMALL
BUT IF YOU FEAR IN THE DARKNESS
IF YOU NEED A WELFARE HAND
THEN REMEMBER THE PLACE WHERE YOU CAN GO
WHERE YOU KNOW, THAT I KNOW, THAT YOU KNOW
IT’S RIGHT NOW BABY
IT’S RIGHT NOW BABY
WELL YOU CAN REST IN MY ARMS
IT’S RIGHT NOW BABY
IT’S RIGHT NOW BABY
WELL YOU CAN REST IN MY ARMS
Bad Voices
'Bad Voices' ist ein sehr spezieller Song. Er ist entstanden, weil eine Freundin Stimmen im Kopf hörte. Diese Stimmen haben sie kontrolliert und beeinflußt. Die Stimmen sind während ihrer Kindheit entstanden, vermutlich aufgrund eines Konfiktes mit ihren Eltern.
Glücklicherweise ist das 30 Jahre her, und eine Therapie hat die entsprechende Heilung gebracht. Ich habe versucht mit der Gitarre ihre Stimmen hörbar zu machen.
LISTEN … I HEAR THEM WHERE EVER I AM
LISTEN … THEY TELL ME WHO I AM … I DON’T UNDERSTAND
LISTEN … I CAN FEEL HER VOICES, I FEEL HER SOUND
LISTEN … IN MY BRAIN THEY ARE TURNING AROUND
COME HERE … GO THERE … WE ARE EVERYWERE
DO THIS … TAKE THAT … WE ARE DRIVING YOU MAD
NO HALT … NO BOTTOM
THEY ARE NEVER FORGOTTEN
BAD VOICES ARE …
SAD VOICES ARE …
MAD VOICES ARE …
LEAVE ME ALONE
THEY SAY - STOP AND GO
THEY SAY - YES AND NO
THEY PRY - HIGHT AND LOW
I DON’T NOW, WHERE I HAVE TO GO
HOW CAN YOU SAY, THAT I’M ILL
HOW CAN YOU SAY, BRAINSTORM OVERKILL
I TELL YOU, THAT I’M ALL RIGHT
OH MY LOVE, HOLD ME TIDE
BAD VOICES ARE …
SAD VOICES ARE …
MAD VOICES ARE …
LEAVE ME ALONE
LISTEN … I HEAR THEM WHERE EVER I AM
LISTEN … THEY TELL ME WHO I AM … I DON’T UNDERSTAND
LISTEN … I CAN FEEL HER VOICES, I FEEL HER SOUND
LISTEN … IN MY BRAIN THEY ARE TURNING AROUND
COME HERE … GO THERE … WE ARE EVERYWERE
DO THIS … TAKE THAT … WE ARE DRIVING YOU MAD
NO HALT … NO BOTTOM
THEY ARE NEVER FORGOTTEN
BAD VOICES ARE …
SAD VOICES ARE …
MAD VOICES ARE …
LEAVE ME ALONE
Copyright: Alle Songs und Texte von Arne Schröder.
Mit Ausnahme von:
Citizen Kane: Song und Texte von Franky Neubert
Jesus Son: Text von Schröder / Neubert
Everybodys Town: Text von Schröder / Neubert
Turn it over: Text von Franky Neubert
Alle Songs sind bei der Gema und VG Wort angemeldet.