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1000 kleine Wichtl
03:06
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1000 kleine Wichtl
Sie reisen des nachts in unbekannte Fernen
Sie haben kein Ziel doch folgen den Sternen
1000 kleine Wichtl werden immer übersehen
Sitzen uns im Genick und haben`s bequem
Sie sind überall und zögern kein Augenblick
Neben hinter unter über dir und schrecken vor nichts zurück
Und wenn der Mond scheint und die Nacht so starr
Stehlen sie dein Traum und Horror wird wahr
Wenn der Mond scheint
Überfällt uns das Grauen
1000 kleine Hausstaubmilben
In den Achselhöhlen und zwischen den Beinen
Durch Nas` und Ohr mitten ins Gehirn
Wenn der Mond scheint...
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Muttern
03:22
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Muttern
Nimm mir Haus und Hof
nimm mir Weib und Kind,
nimm mir alle Dinge
die lieb mir sind.
Nimm doch Anker und Tau
Nimm Fisch und Kuttern,
nur laß mir bitte Muttern.
Gevatter Tod, laß deine Hand von ihr,
Gevatter Tod, nimm den Schnaps von mir.
Nimm eine Stärkung,
nimm noch eine mehr,
Nimm dir diese Flasche,
sie wird niemals leer.
Nimm mir Speis und Trank
nimm mir Bier und Wein,
nur laß mir bitte, Mutter mein.
Gevatter Tod, laß deine Hand von ihr,
Gevatter Tod, nimm den Schnaps von mir.
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Ride & Fuck
03:40
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Ride and Fuck
Shatterhand and Winnetou love themselves, and horses, too.
Sunshine in their hearts, they love their horses filthy farts.
The red one complains ´bout his balls,
the white one does agree,
so they keep horses riding,
´cause riding makes them free.
Winnetou and Shatterhand crossed the country, raped the land,
sun shines on butts of leather, they love their horses in every weather.
The red one complains ´bout his balls,
the white one does agree,
so they keep horses riding,
´cause riding makes them free.
Mataron los caballos y los destriparon
entonces con sus colas los empalaron
Mataron los caballos y los destriparon
entonces con sus colas los empalaron
Cabalgan y cabalgan
Chapotear en la sangre roja surtienda
impulsados por gana y cola empujanda
Sus cuerpos hozan, herviendos y sudandos
en los intestinos que se agitan momendos.
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4. |
Nuit et Noire
03:23
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Dramatist
07:39
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Dramatist
The heart of weakness shrank to selfpity and died
The signs came too slow to remark their grave
and emptiness settled down an uncomfortable place
itself dramatized by the end of the scenes
faces passed by at other horizons
far away one of them was just mine
I have to go
My memories got parted, the good ones were lost
words don't find their place, my thoughts can destroy
my eyes see just victims, they justify themselves
they all wear my face like sorrow just for me
I faked my world but forgot to live
a storm came to tell me that I have failed
It was too late
Should I humble myself should I take man's fate on me
My body's got weak but my mind is strong and armed
misery took over and beauty won't stand the winter
I've to darken my room and send my flesh to space
I've already done that a several times
but they won't stop recreating me
I'd never leave me alone
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6. |
100 Bottles of Wine
02:13
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100 Bottles of Wine
There's no more coffee left
and I have to go
The cat has no food
and I have to go
but nature bores, it is so grey
one hundred bottles of wine and I stay
The nerves under tension
I cannot move
My eyes just stare
I cannot move
The hands automatic, the throat is dry
one hundred bottles of wine, or I die
one hundred times drunk
and the sun does shine
one hundred bottles of wine
one hundred times drunk
and the world is mine
is mine is mine is mine
alarm bells ring melodies
six feet under me
a hundred and one more
six feet under me
for the gods above and the shining sun
I've got one hundred bottles and you none
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7. |
Frigo
04:12
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Frigo
When I tried to remember and it didn't succeed
my fridge is smiling, he has what I need
he helps me to forget what I've never known
he gets us some beer to make us stoned
I love my frigo til the end of my time
we share every drink, whiskey or vodka lime
Even when I take a pussy home to me
he never gets jealous as a wife would be
I let her bleed til she's just a waste
real Bloody Mary, we love that taste
My frigo loves his man til the end of his time
we share every drink, vodka or whiskey lime
Oh, my god, don't tell me no lies
I can see my frigo twice
there's a very sweet frigo child
I never remarked that our love's so wild
should we name it little
or better friggle
oh, let's empty some bottles and drink the whole night
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Paarung
Wertes Fräulein, bist so knapp bekleidet
daß darunter nicht die Gesundheit leidet.
Madame, Madame, doch nicht so hurtig
ich habe keine Erfahrung mit der Paarung
Hechel
Luzifer, öffne dein Tor für mich,
ich Sündenmann war auf dem Straßenstrich
So muß ich büßen, ich bös und garst
zeig mir wo du schon warst.
Montag bis Steinzeit
Bitch
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First I built you up...
How could I destroy the toys of kids
which don't fit in my world
how could I kill the sweetmeat
which tried runnin' me away
Are you a crewmember of the spaceship
which was falling down the sky
contaminating the atmosphere
Do you mind me walking my circles
in your livingroom since we've known us
do you mind me throwing knives after
pictures of your relative's faces
how could you mope all the day
when outside the flowers grow
and the sun does shine
It's just a useless day
Am I not making an impressive show
is it not strange enough
is it not dull enough
is that the reason why you're gone
Who'd ever try to love you the way I do
Who'd ever feed your thirst the way I do
who'd ever stop your world turning around If not I
Who has never tried to break your ice
to count your deaths
to leave you alone
First I built you up and then you melt me down
Do you fear the racist party
I supported yesterday
Do you like to be misused as the
puppets in your past
would you love to kill me now
as usual as you do
would you be so kind
it's just a useless day
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10. |
Silence
05:21
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Silence
1997
Once upon a time in a
cold and rainy night
there was a lonesome man
whose conscience cried
He had killed a mother’s son
the most cruel he could done
with his own two hands
a man had died
Silence
He wrote the dead a poem
he wrote it with his blood
a lament to his fate
and a prayer for god
Silence
Why did you do that, sacrifice man’s blood for god ?
The tale found its end
in the winter’s frozen sighs
the sky was falling
and closing his eyes
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11. |
Mr. Sunset
02:43
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Mr. Sunset
When there was a killing man just on his run
I saddle my horse I load my gun
He won't get far he'll have to resign
cos when the sun sets he'll be mine
Once there was a murderer in Jacksontown
the people gorged bullets while the sun burned down
he had to die before the sky turned black
it required just one blow to break his neck
and that's why they call me Mr. Sunset
I break their bones I cook their meat
I cut their heads
I was born to kill
There was no enemy who's able to flee
I have no girl who's waiting for me
it seems to be my fate to hunt the bad
I've never known anything I could do instead
Sometimes I wondered if I do the right
be the revenge of someone who already died
should a man interfere in the course of time
but I think I'm god and I set the signs
and that's why they call me Mr. Sunset
I break their bones I cook their meat
I cut their heads
I make gods affairs to my own
I love to judge I love to kill
that's why I'm known
I was born to kill
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Tango
01:45
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13. |
Zerfall
06:15
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Zerfall
Geschehen entsorgt und vergessen
im Mantel von Fleisch und Blut
Noch ein Wort verloren
noch eine Tat gelöscht
und gestorben, zerstört
Dann sagen sie jetzt wärs geschehen
doch das zu glauben, ich müßts erst sehen
und klammheimlich schleichen sie sich davon
Der Weg wurde begangen
und die Zeit verbraucht
nichts kommt zurück, zurück
Zerreißt Gedanken, zerfetzt und sterbt (befreit)
zerstört ein Glauben, der ewig währt
in uns drin, außen herum, überall
vergeßt und vergebt dem Zerfall
Ein Wesen nicht sichtbar doch existent
ist allgegenwärtig, ist überall und zerstört
Zerreißt...
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Mr. Humor
05:46
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Mr. Humour
A butcher went to town
his steps stuck deep into the snow
he lost his breath at home
and was going to sell himself
but the price was too low
The moon was icely white
as the police inspected the scene
a young girl has just died
she wanted to fly
like the angels in her dream
I just met Mr. Humour the night
who told me news of Jesus Christ
this man he died by a heart attack
returned, but people didn't wish him back
A bunch of chattering wifes
were just killed by a fire
the cake in the stove failed
while it's still uncertain
if god is real or a liar
Another of these days
some men they bought a whore
then buried their mothers alive
cos they weren't any children
who need their breasts anymore
I just met Mr. Humour the night
who told me news of Jesus Christ
but these words have never reached my ears
and his stories have turned into tears
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Bila je
03:57
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Bila je lijepa
Bila je lijepa
lijepa poput obecanja, pamtim
svaki dan zabavljanja, rijeci
cini mi se svake sjetim se
al' nema je kraj mene
Kazu, prosla je kroz mnogo toga
nasla, utociste je kod Boga trazim
nocas pred tim vratima sam ja
i molim da mi je da
Ref. 2x
Sada kad bi mogo biti
s tobom kao nekada
da mi te vrati
samo jedan dan
Da svu ljubav
sto sam drugim
samo tebi dam
i da tebi samo tebi pripadam
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Granny's Guts
04:09
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Granny's guts
Help granny's guts over the street
'cos she could't move anymore
She just would like to sell her bones
but they are too old
I was right there to see the offers
in the shop windows
she was so cheap
she was lying in the butcher's
I've never wanted to do her any harm
but I was so hungry
I've never wanted to hurt her old meat
but I was busy eating
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