1. |
Rock'n'Roll Show
01:30
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Hello, how are you? We need to know, what you're gonna do (tonight)?
it's right, but feels wrong, we're gonna do this the whole night long (allright)?
There's no doubt, you'll be fine, we guarantee you a hell of a time,
so get up, and get out, suit up and meet the whole fucking crowd.
Say yes, say no, get your ass to the show
get a girl, get a friend, watch a rock n' roll band.
stay here, stay there, don't you ever dare to care,
get a beer, get a friend, watch a rock n' roll band.
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2. |
Naughty Girl
03:36
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What a night to remember
I know that you are the Harvester of R.I.P.`s
A sweet kind of Devil with big, big tits
Welcome to the Sideshow my little Naughty Girl
You are the cutest little thing in this bitter world
I am just a Boozehound with fire in his soul
Open up the window when through the night I howl
Naughty Girl
You are the World
Wasn`t formed by a society
But free
Free Will
Welcome to the Sideshow my little Naughty Girl
I was just a loser who was kissing dust and dirt
Until you just rushed in the bar that should be my grave
When I looked into your eyes I sheered “Amazing Grace”
Naughty Girl
Wasn`t formed by a society
But free
Free Will
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3. |
Jar full of Booze
02:46
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Take my hand, brother
Tomorrow is gonna come
Why even bother
another beer, another song.
And when we go down
there will be another way
wait for the showdown
there will be another day... oho
nothing compares to the moment when everything goes down
nothing strikes our heart as good as to buy another round
drink up and sing with me to the anthems of our youth
the night won't end before we empty this jar full of booze.
Take a look, brother
down the bar and down the street
there's just another
moment gone in one heartbeat
And when we miss it
we will find another way
to revive this spirit
there will be another day... oho
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4. |
The Queen is not Amused
03:22
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Kill your leaders
Kiss the cook
Then go to sleep
Do a Prayer for the Living and your little soul to keep
The cat already got the mouse and shakes it by the tail
Think of all the wonders that the sandman might unveil
The Queen is not amused
She holds her breath
At the palace gates we amuse ourselves to Death
The Queen is not amused
She must confess
In front her bedroom-door we amuse ourselves to Death
Kill your Breeders
Kiss the Boss
Then change the fuse
Life is grow up, school, a Job and the will to reproduce
The cat already got the mouse and shakes it by the tail
Fed up, lazy, with good health it`s our only fear to fail
The Queen is not amused
She holds her breath
At the palace gates we amuse ourselves to Death
The Queen is not amused
She must confess
Behind her bedroom-door we amuse ourselves to Death
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5. |
1615
04:02
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She was smiling so mean as the flames grew higher
And he realized she was just a liar
Now she watches the scene and she is satisfied
He wasn`t her man and she wasn`t his bride
And he melds in the heat, in the flames, in the fire
Like in 1615
A witch on a burning pyre
And he melds in the heat, in the flames, in the fire
Like in 1615
A witch on a burning pyre
He sheds his last tear as he weeps and he cries
And his childish dream of eternal love dies
In the end she was laughing in the dark black smoke
And his fight for love was nothing but a joke
And he melds in the heat, in the flames, in the fire
Like in 1615
A witch on a burning pyre
And he melds in the heat, in the flames, in the fire
Like in 1615
A witch on a burning pyre
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6. |
Bitches on Wheels
02:38
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Sometimes
It’s surreal
Things you can see and the things you can feel
It differ from reality
And I smell Gasoline like a sweet summer breeze
Today there`s love out in the streets
As I can hear them
Bitches on Wheels
Sometimes
It`s unkind
Trick of the mind and the eyes remain blind
It fools you like a Harlequin
Covered in make-up, faked smile on its skin
They spit fire from exhaust pipes of love
I tried to hide but could not move
They took my with them and the orgy broke lose
Today there`s love out in the streets
As I can see them
Bitches on Wheels
Sometimes
Like I`m on drugs
Feeling of strength and a million green bucks
It`s wheel sexuality
You’re the engine and the framework is me
Today there`s love out in the streets
As I can feel them
Bitches on Wheels
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7. |
Leave or Stay
02:48
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Now I`m back on the Highway today
Don`t know if to leave or to stay
Your words keep turning inside my head
Like the Wheels on the Asphalts back
We were so high so the fall must be deep
Now I`m crying and my soul starts to weep
You were so pretty as our love-light shines
Now you`re looking ugly laying there at the pines
I leave today and I`m never coming back
I leave today – when your Ghost is gone there will be no regrets
Start the engine ready for the run
Engaged the first gear but I felt so stun
Was you to leave me, now I´m leaving you
Tell me pretty baby if our loving is through
Your last words left scars in my skin
And they revealed my beast within
As I hit your handsome face with the bat
I didn`t plan that you might go with Death
I leave today and I`m never coming back
I leave today – when your Ghost is gone there will be no regrets
Now I`m back on the Highway today
Don`t know if to leave or to stay
Oh Lord would you help me please
Behind me I can hear the noise of t` Police
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8. |
Stupid Things Faster
03:22
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You're a pirate when you're young
So raise a flag when you grow old.
Wave the skull and bones so proudly
That the whole world gets to know.
There is grit in the gutter
And no need to soar and shine
Cause the little things grow dirty
And raise like a vine
Do the stupid things faster
Act before you think
Don't mind your own disaster
Sit down, have a drink
You're unique in this world
So don't let them get to you,
They will tell you you`re wrong
And that they`ll help you to get through
But there is grit in the gutter
And no need to soar and shine
Cause the little things grow dirty
And raise like a vine
Do the stupid things faster
Act before you think
Don't mind your own disaster
Sit down, have a drink
Whoever THEY are for you
Whatever THEY say
Wherever THEY roam
They`re always the same
Do the stupid things faster
Act before you think
Don't mind your own disaster
Sit down, have a drink
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9. |
The Mask Reveals The Man
03:20
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This world spins much too fast
And I`m getting sick, strapped in my seat
Who I really am I am not willing to show
And a question burns, does anybody wants to know
They say the mask reveals the man
So please tell me who I am
We found security behind a brand new face
And disappeared without a trace
These Eyes are all what’s left
I used to close them, on my way to work
All the other faces just looking like mine
Why are all the people happy, pleased and fine
They say the mask reveals the man
So can you tell me who I am
We found security behind a brand new face
And disappeared without a trace
Our skin is a disguise
And all beneath, we hide from the world
Don`t wanna go out and fit in my role
Strangely got the feeling, being trapped in a hole
Bail me
Inhale me
And then spit me out
Swallow the Mask and leave it down
Drowned
They say the mask reveals the man
Now you can tell me who I am
We found security behind a brand new face
And disappeared without a trace
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10. |
Sweet Mother
02:21
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Old Mama
Please give me something sweet
I can`t pull the wagon anymore
I can`t pull the wagon anymore
Loaded with freestones I descend from the hills
The coachman with the whip gives me tiny little thrills
I pulled it to Russia and far to the West
To the White House in D.C. for the stones eternal rest
So old Mama
Please give me something sweet
I can`t pull the wagon anymore
I can`t pull the wagon anymore
At the end of the century exhausted and grim
They all still let me pull till my life lights growing dim
Pulled it to Russia no time for remorse
Wherever my sweet mother is, there`s sugar for the horse
So sweet Mother
Please give me something sweet
I can`t pull, pull, pull - pull the wagon anymore
I can`t pull, pull, pull - pull the wagon anymore
So sweet Mother
Please give me something sweet
I can`t pull, pull, pull - pull the wagon anymore
I can`t pull, pull, pull - pull the wagon anymore
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11. |
The Ballad of a Farmer
03:51
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The Name on my tombstone is already chiseled in
They made me a good offer for my horse
I`LL STEAL YOUR BOOTS, when I`m on the ground
However I won`t walk away
I am no gunman
Not even a cowboy
Just a farmer who cultivates the land
Like dad before me I crop the corn on Monday
And I´m really happy with - what life offers me
He stood at the bar and molested Jane the Ire
What was thinking when I raised a word
Cold and dirty: TOMORROW YOU ARE DEAD
High Noon we`ll shoot to kill
I am no gunman
Not even a cowboy
Just a farmer who cultivates the land
Like dad before me I crop the corn on Monday
And I´m really happy with - what life offers me
High Noon
Came much too soon
Face to Face
My Killer and myself
Then a shot
A lead-bullet teardrop
And the wind blows blood along the street
I am no gunman
Not even a cowboy
Just a farmer who cultivates the land
Like dad before me I crop the corn on Monday
And I´m really happy with - what life offers me
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12. |
Skeleton Dance
03:32
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Hilde was a nice girl who died upon the pot
There`s no need to worry, she lost some weight by rot
Then she got up dancing upstairs to Heavens Gates
She passed by a Led Zeppelin manned by all these Rockin Mates
Without muscles there is a chance
For the Skeleton Dance
The Skeleton Dance
Hustle shake your bones in trance
Do the Skeleton Dance
The Skeleton Dance
Shake your Bones
For the Skeleton Dance
The Skeleton Dance
Shake your Bones
Do the Skeleton Dance
The Skeleton Dance
With all the dead Rockstars and Cobains Kurt, too
Who climbed out of the Zeppelin there`s a place now for you
And they dance, to the sound and shake their bones in glee
Celebrating their lust for life for all eternity
Without muscles there is a chance
For the Skeleton Dance
The Skeleton Dance
Hustle shake your bones in trance
Do the Skeleton Dance
The Skeleton Dance
Shake your Bones
For the Skeleton Dance
The Skeleton Dance
Shake your Bones
Do the Skeleton Dance
The Skeleton Dance
Hey Jimi come and play with us
Keith Moon, go grab your sticks
Morrison lets moan out loud
And Cliff Burton plucks the licks
Without muscles there is a chance
For the Skeleton Dance
The Skeleton Dance
Hustle shake your bones in trance
Do the Skeleton Dance
The Skeleton Dance
Without muscles there is a chance
For the Skeleton Dance
The Skeleton Dance
Hustle shake your bones in trance
Do the Skeleton Dance
The Skeleton Dance
Shake your Bones
Shake your Bones
Shake your B-B-B-Bones
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13. |
VHS
03:46
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Woke up this morning and I can`t recall my name
I was convinced that finally I have gone insane
I reached out for a cigarette - Fuck, I couldn`t find
If my brain was on VHS – I would push Rewind
Blank Tape in my Head
Laying under covers
Like in graves for the Dead
Woke up this morning, wrapped in warm and cozy sheets
I must admit that going mental is what my system needs
These thoughts are gonna haunting me I can`t shake them off
Last night I might have partied with Michail Gorbatschov
Blank Tape in my Head
Laying under covers
Like in graves for the Dead
With an analog brain on the edge of sane - drifting in a ten-beers-mind
The more I think, and the more that I sink, I better not push Rewind
Blank Tape in my Head
Laying under covers
Like in graves for the Dead
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14. |
Barfight
03:16
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Too much alcohol - in just one night
I`m not to blame - I didn`t start the fight
But the words they poured out of my mouth
Next thing I know is that I hurt my crouch
Barfight – Barfight
And I don` t care if I am right
Barfight – Barfight
I don`t care for anything tonight
I jumped on him - spit him in the face
Wish I could - disappear with no trace
Fists and boots and blood and screams
Good buddy nothing is what it seems
Barfight – Barfight
And I don` t care if I am right
Barfight – Barfight
I don`t care for anything tonight
Sitting here in this worn out bar knowing exactly that I won`t get far
Nothing left than this old mug of beer and I light a cigarette and I don`t shed a tear
Barfight – Barfight
And I don` t care if I am right
Barfight – Barfight
I don`t care for anything tonight
Woke up facedown in the bloody dirt
Got the feeling that I sure am a jerk
There`s no glory awaking face down
On the sea of booze you better not drown
Barfight – Barfight
And I don` t care if I am right
Barfight – Barfight
I don`t care for anything tonight
Barfight – Barfight
And I don` t care if I am right
Barfight – Barfight
I don`t care for anything tonight
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