1. |
piss
02:41
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I have to piss, I have to piss
But there’s no toilet around
So what shall I do, what shall I do
There is no toilet around
Running, looking, searching for
A place to build a little shore
Can’t hold on another moment
I need a dirty fucking toilet
But despite of intensive search
I detected only a church
Entering this sacred location
I had to make a fatal decision
Still suppressing my desire
I had to cross the whole fucking choir
At last I found a suitable corner
Where I could get rid of my torture
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2. |
complete despair
03:55
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Can’t remember all those reasons
Which made me feel alone
There were too much of them
To live a happy life
Thinking about the time ago
Tears running down my cheek
Can’t ignore my sadness now
And my complete despair
Worthless thoughts about the future
Are running through my head
Confused I try to stop
To get out of this mess
No chance, no way out
Bearing is just too hard
Standing here with no more strength
And my complete despair
All the things I took advantage of
Seem miles away from me
What to do, I don’t know
Hopelessness just breaks me up
Nothing can help me now
No one has the power
I got to accept my fate
And my complete despair
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3. |
parfumgeruch
04:26
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Mann du stinkst, dass die Nase schmerzt,
wie wär’s wieder mal mit Duschen?
Mit kariertem Hemd und Levis Jeans
sitzt du ganz lässig da.
Auf dem Kopf spriessen fettige Haare,
das kann’s doch echt nicht sein
Stinken, stank, gestunken,
seit Jahren nicht gewaschen
Seife, Shampoo, Lotion,
sind für dich ganz unbekannt
Ich kann dich wahrlich nicht riechen,
im engsten Sinn des Wortes.
Zum Glück werd’ ich dich wohl nie mehr sehn’,
ein Stein fällt mir vom Herzen.
So geh ich nun an die frische Luft,
denn 50 Minuten waren genug.
Endlich an der frischen Luft,
welche Wohltat für die Nase
Doch in meiner Erinnerung
da lebst du stetig weiter
Der Gestank, der dich umgibt,
der lässt mich nicht mehr los
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4. |
main station
02:48
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How can societies still believe in it,
still drive a car,
still go on?
Why, why, why are you here?
Thrown out to stand beside them
Walking through deep water
But never give up fighting
‘cause that would be crap
While watching the others a smile arises
I’m afraid of the approaching steps
While all the others are hurrying around
Getting rich, going mad
Smile, you’re not yet this far
The steps will come to you and me
Nobody has ever thought about
Never wanted it, I disagree
Smile, you’re not yet this far
That’s hypocrisy, not philosophy
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5. |
5000 thoughts
03:29
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5000 thoughts in my head
5000 idols lying dead
5000 hopes… dying away
So come on, dance with me,
To the sound of liberty5000 thoughts in my head
5000 idols lying dead
5000 hopes… dying away
So come on, dance with me,
To the sound of liberty
Cause there is nothing else to hold on
All the dreams I once had, they’re all gone
I don’t want to live this way
Neither go to church and pray
So come on, fight with me
For our own liberty
Cause every voice that cries will make us strong
Every fist in the air will set a sign
We can change our way of life
Either here or somewhere else
So come on, run with me,
To a place where no one be
So come on, run with me,
To a place where no one be
Cause there is nothing else to hold on
All the dreams I once had, they’re all gone
I don’t want to live this way
Neither go to church and pray
So come on, fight with me
For our own liberty
Cause every voice that cries will make us strong
Every fist in the air will set a sign
We can change our way of life
Either here or somewhere else
So come on, run with me,
To a place where no one be
So come on, run with me,
To a place where no one be
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6. |
so wie früher
02:04
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Das ist ´ne Hommage an ´ne Zeit,
in der man sich fragte, ob man geht oder bleibt
In dieser Zeit würd’ ich gern leben
Doch muss ich mich mit jetzt zufrieden geben
Das ist ´ne Hommage an ´ne Zeit,
nach der mein Herz so lautstark schreit.
Früher konnte man noch ganz bewusst,
musizieren nur so aus Lust
heutzutage ist das sehr schwer
der Druck des Geldes wiegt doch sehr
egal wie schlecht die Band doch war,
damals war das noch wunderbar
mit drei Akkorden ging man durchs Leben
es reichte aus, um nach Ruhm zu streben
drum wünsch ich mir ganz Utopist,
dass es heut’ doch so wie früher ist.
Wie wird es wohl in Zukunft sein,
lädt man da noch zu Konzerten ein
Wohl eher nicht, wer will das schon
Nur noch mp3’s als Resultat davon
Retortenbands, Playback und Kommerz
Das wird für mich ein wahrer Schmerz
Drum wünsch ich mir ganz Utopist,
dass es heut’ doch so wie früher ist.
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Laerm Baden, Switzerland
Established back in 2001, it was (and still is) a classic do-it-yourself project. We released our first full-length album RESTLESS in August 2017.
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