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THE FIGHT
1
Forget about the fight
we had last night...
Forget about the loners,
the actors, the phoney ones,
forget about the bikers,
the painters, the fighters...
Forget about the fight
we had last night...
2
Forget about the leak
we had last week...
Forget about the drinking,
the ignorants & the thinking...
Forget about the violence,
the music and the silence...
Forget about the leak
we had last week...
3
Forget about that thing last spring...
Forget about the huzzle,
the last piece of the puzzle...
carrying a knife doesn`t meen a thing...
Forget about the dealer,
the preacher and the healer...
Forget about that thing
last spring...
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BE WITH JESUS
1
He`s an anarchist, but he doesn`t like...
when they make a strike, in the liquor-store...
Then he runs through the door, and jumps on his bike,
down to Little-Joe...to ask for more...
2
She`s a truth believer, allmost blind...
when she speaks in tongues, she`s fine...
When she opens the sky, she feels insane...
for Jesus to fly away the pain...
3
He`s a non-believer, but it s hard to believe,
so it happens he prays, to achieve...
He`s a conformist, and he`s really fucked,
by some serious illusions and lies...
4
She`s a challenge, so full of trash...
so wild and smooth and free...
She`s got a balance, like an acid-flash...
She knows she wanna be
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ORAL RECONSTRUCTION
I relly like your mouth...
Hey...! I love your mouth...
So, please...
Eat from my skin
Drink from my lips
Share my burning desire for oral destruction
Remember what the holy book says...
An eye for an eye, & a tooth for a tooth
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HONEY SUGAR BABY
I lost my baby to a preacher,
a disaster...
He was her teacher...
I lost my baby to a lawyer,
a destroyer...
a fantastic man...
I lost my baby to a drinker,
a complainer...
he was never a thinker...
I lost my baby to a lady.
a hot shot leather-piece...
who called herself Sadie...
Why is it that women don`t want to be with me...?
I`m six foot tall, and easy to handle,
like a river floating into the sea...
Why is it that women don`t want to be with me...?
Honey sugar baby...can I buy you a cup of tea...?
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LOVE IS A DOG FROM HELL
Are you ready for love,
and to hold her tight...?
Are you ready to hold her
through the night...?
Are you ready to seduse her
with a knife...?
Are you ready to love her
all through the night...?
Love is a dog from hell...
Love is a dog from hell...
And if she doesn`t sell,
she knows...
Love is a dog from hell...
Are you ready to take her
into your life...?
Are you ready to protect her
with a knife...?
Are you ready to leave her
as a golden dream...?
Isn`t she the most pretty thing
you`ve ever seen...?
Love is a dog from hell...
Love is a dog from hell...
And if she doesn`t sell,
she knows...
Love is a dog from hell... |
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ABLE TO BREED
1.
Life is a shark,
alone in the dark...
to be able to fight,
you need light...
You need light...
2.
Life is a war,
when you close the door...
to be able to sink,
you need to drink...
You need to drink...
3.
Life is so hard,
without a multi-banc-card...
to be able to eat,
you need to cheat...
You need to cheat...
4.
Life is a game,
completely insane...
to be able to breed,
you need speed...
You need speed...
Existence didn`t wipe it`s ass...
to put you where you belong...
Down in the corner of 2nd class...
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TOO COOL
Too rude to be cool
Too cool to be ruled
By you...
To small to be great
To bright to have faith
In you...
Too bad to be cruel
To sad to be a fool
For you...
This song was ment to represent...
the one and only truth...
But ends up as a bad excuse,
for me leaving you...
Too short to be tall
Yo big to be small
For you...
Too scared to be brave
Too clever to be saved
By you...
Too obscure to be clear
Too down to be fair
With you...
This song was ment to represent...
the one and only truth...
But ends up as a bad excuse,
for me leaving you...
(From I wanna go to space...)... |
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HELLO GOODBYE
When I enteed her spiral staircase,
my head was about to explode...
I don`t know how I entered her space,
or why we went down that road...?
Her doces were mean, but i was allright...
I expected a scream, she thought she had to fight...
LA-LA-LA
Any shitty little town beomes dangerous,
the moment you ask someone to leave...
I told her about my family...
that I was more than just a thief...
She said: Okey...that she had to leave anyway...
I said: Hey...Thanx for the speed,
Hello goodbye & have a good day...! |
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THERE IS LOVE
1.
Betty is a poor young brat,
when she drops out of school...
She thinks she`s someone special,
but she is just a tool...
2.
There is a time to winn, she says...
and a time to loose it all...
She`s twelve and cool and demanding...
waiting for his call...
3.
Handsome Johnny is just a pretty old wreck;
he`s a saint, and not a sinner... He says:
"Take this flower, or I cick your neck,
and I`ll teach you `bout being a winner...
There is love...everyone can see...
Nobody will doubt it when she sits down on his knee...
There is love...everyone can see...
Nobody will doubt it when they do the bumble-bee...
4.
Betty is a strange, wild child...
she likes to hold his hand...
She thinks she`s indispensable,
untill he takes command...
5.
He wants to sheare some power,
before they go to rest...
Amovie called "Dirty lover..."
is the one Johnny think`s`s the best...
6.
Handsome Johnny is just a pretty old wreck;
he`s into heroin, tablets and boose...
He says: "Take this flower or I cick your neck..."
Nobody teaches you how to loose...
There is love...everyone can see...
Nobody will doubt it, when she sits down on his knee...
There is love, everyone can see...
Nobody will doubt it when they do the bumble-bee...
(From I wanna go to space...)...
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PRETTY TOM
He`s a huge fan
He`s head of the clan...
The one from 59...
He`s got a Rolls Royce,
cos it`s good for his voice...
and looks like Kevin Klein...
His name is Pretty Tom,
and he`ll ask your money...
but he`s certainly not a bum...
If you see his pretty face,
and it`s pretty late...
You better start to run...
He`s a lovely beginner
He`s a pretty bad sinner...
He`ll seperate the bad guys from the good...
Don t take him for a fool,
don`t try to play cool...
He`s Pretty Tom, not bloody Robin Hood... |
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