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Miss Takes
We make mistakes and should have learned somehow
Someone somewhere sure has done
We may be fake and time is passing by
Someone somewhere on the run
Lonliness surprised you
Long distance run inside your brain
Your own boredom overwhelmed you
Twentyfour months – no pain – no gain
At point of break big wave comes crashin‘ down
Someone somewhere takes deep breath
To make a change and time is passing by
And no excuse will rearrange
Lonliness surprised you
A deep sea dive insides your brain
Your own boredom overwhelmed you
24 / 7 all the same
No pain, no gain, just stayin’ the same
No pain, no gain, just stayin’ the same
No pain, no gain, just stayin’ the same
One foot nailed down running circles!
Lyrics: André Rheinbay
Big Bamboo
A little private revolution spinning ‚round my brain.
What about an execution? Would be easy to explain!
We need a hero! Probably me?
We change the system, we live our dream.
A little private revolution spinning ‚round our brains.
What about an execution? Would be easy to explain!
I had to, I was told to, there are demons in my mind.
So father, please forgive me! I don’t wanna do my time.
We need a hero! Definitely me!
Just change the channel on your own goddams own TV
‘s like livin‘ in a daydream, a nightmare in bright lights.
Don’t stop to fight ‚cause you could shine so bright!
We need a hero! Definitely you!
Just change the channel you gotta change your view!
Lyrics: André Rheinbay
The Other Side of The Bar
The grass is always greener at the other side of the bar.
Saturday evening and I’m listening to Eddy playin’ guitar.
Eddy is half my age, and he is blinded.
Eddy is singin‘ love songs for the ones left behind, yeah!
The grass is always greener at the other side of the town.
The bar is like a home to us and you can’t bring me down.
Eddy is half my age, and he is blinded.
Blinded by the love song for the girl who’s left behind, yeah!
The grass is always greener at the other side of the land.
Play the bar and play the pub, you gotta take a fuckin‘ stand.
Eddy is half my age and he’s blinded.
He’s takin‘ fuckin‘ stand against the one’s left behind, yeah!
The grass is always greener at the other side of this bar.
Saturday evening and we’re listening to Eddy playin’ guitar.
Eddy is half our age and he’s a blind man.
Eddy is singin‘ love song to make the world go round!
Lyrics: André Rheinbay
Latscho Mountain
Tryin‘ to tell a mountain, to tell a montain, son.
Tryin‘ to tell a mountain, a mountain song.
Unconscious and passed out in awareness.
Unconditioned mouth piece never wrong.
Unconscious and passed out for forgiveness.
Tryin‘ to tell it in a mountain song.
Tryin‘ to tell it in a mountain
Of files Miss Neverwrong.
Tryin‘ to tell it in a mountain,
Tell it in a mountain song.
il‘ Miss Never, Lil‘ Miss Never can be wrong.
Tell it in a mountain, tell it in a mountain song.
Lyrics: André Rheinbay
Alle Songs
Extrasausage
Tja, also, der Text von Extrasausage ist mit der Schriftart Wingdings geschrieben und echt schwer zu lesen. Der Kryptologie – ein 4jähriger Autist mit Inselbegabung für Kryptologie – arbeitet an der Entschlüsselung. Sobald erste Lückentexte vorliegen, veröffentlichen wir sie umgehend.
Lyrics: André Rheinbay
Cold Rain Forest
Die Lyrics von „Cold Rain Forest“ unterliegen der Schweigepflicht. Geheimsache, Top Secret, vertraulich zu behandeln.
Sobald die wütenden Proteste der entsetzten Öffentlichkeit Transparenz und Offenlegung zwingend nötig machen, veröffentlichen wir den Text an dieser Stelle. Versprochen.
Lyrics: André Rheinbay
Be A Happy Man
Sunshine kisses sky and black night hugs the rain.
It’s time to say goodbye but there’s an everlasting flame.
Be a happy man – be a happy man.
Believe in someone you love and understand.
Sunshine kisses sky and black night hugs the rain.
Sometimes it’s time to shine with a pocket full of change.
Sunshine kisses sky and it’s time to kill the pain.
Sometimes it’s time to change your mind – again – again – again.
Be a happy man – be a happy man.
Believe in someone you love and understand.
Be a happy man – be a happy man.
Believe in someone you love and understand.
Sunshine kisses sky and black night hugs the rain.
Time is passing be and some things never change.
Be a happy man – be a happy man.
Believe in someone you love and understand.
Be a happy man – be a happy man.
Believe in someone you love and understand.
Lyrics: André Rheinbay
Klappstuhl
Take me down to Memphis
Take me upstairs for a ride
Take me to your delta, Baby
Where the sun is shining bright
You wanna fly like an eagle
You wanna swim with the sharks
But swimming shark polluted waters
Is kinda‘ hard …
Take me down to Memphis
Take me upstairs for a ride
That bitter sweetness tastes delicious
Make sure the sun is shining bright
You wanna fly like an eagle
You wanna swim with the sharks
But swimming shark polluted waters
Is kinda‘ hard …
Take me down to Memphis
Take me upstairs for a ride
That bitter sweetness tastes delicious
Make sure the sun is shining bright
Lyrics: André Rheinbay
Sun City
The float drifts up and down, makes the hook not touch the ground,
And makes two boys wonder if it’s worth, to look at it or take a sip.
The Rhine cools down the feet, a church of wood holds off the heat,
I’m lying on a sea of lawn, how corny if that would be drawn.
Ref
Sun shines on our alleys, sun shines on our pubs,
And any place and any time, sun shines out of our cups.
Sun shines on our two rivers, sun shines on emporer’s nag,
And if the place and time is right, out of his buttom back.
A big plateau, a little wall, down by my feet a giant bowl,
With our city, our corner, horizon seems the only border.
Build for war now full of life, the fortress walls banned all the strife
A home for music, pleasure, art… But first a drink. Man, what a start!
Ref
Sun shines on our alleys, sun shines on our pubs,
…
One streches out tongue with rolling eyes, the other one spits on you guys,
One looks at us, one makes us sing, the robber and the rascal king.
A rascal as our prototype, is anything but just a tripe,
‘cause life is short, so praise the fun, praise ev’ry smile and praise the sun.
Ref
Sun shines on our alleys, sun shines on our pubs,
And any place and any time, sun shines out of our cups.
Sun shines on our two rivers, sun shines on emporer’s nag,
And if the place and time is right, out of his buttom back.
Lyrics: Volkart Schneider
Lucky Road
’s been a long way around. You’re gonna catch my soul.
’s been ups and downs. Look how the kids are grown.
Seems half a lifetime, even when the darkness grows,
Walking through the southtown I’m on my way back home
It’s been quite a while on a long and dusty road.
You try and try and try. Lord, gimme mercy for my soul.
Still searchin‘ for the answers, the remedy and all alone
I’m pray’n for forgiveness on my way back home
Well buddy, it has ever been and it will ever be
A goddamn lucky road to walk along with me.
’s been half a lifetime yet another half to roll
Keep rollin‘ through our hometown bird is out on the way back home
It’s been quite a while on a long and dusty road.
You try and try and try and you’ll never walk alone!
Lyrics: André Rheinbay
Futtetenne
Hallo. Ich bin ein kleiner Blindtext. Und zwar schon so lange ich denken kann. Es war nicht leicht zu verstehen, was es bedeutet, ein blinder Text zu sein: Man ergibt keinen Sinn. Wirklich keinen Sinn. Man wird zusammenhangslos eingeschoben und rumgedreht – und oftmals gar nicht erst gelesen. Aber bin ich allein deshalb ein schlechterer Text als andere? Na gut, ich werde nie in den Bestsellerlisten stehen. Aber andere Texte schaffen das auch nicht. Und darum stört es mich nicht besonders blind zu sein. Und sollten Sie diese Zeilen noch immer lesen, so habe ich als kleiner Blindtext etwas geschafft, wovon all die richtigen und wichtigen Texte meist nur träumen.
Lyrics: André Rheinbay
Not My Circus, Not My Monkeys
Hard turn right, behind your home, a little crack on the road.
Just a tiny bump, but ev’ry morn’ and in your head it grows.
The roadway was much better then like most of things you see.
Kids, the hood, civility at least in your feel.
Not my circus, not my monkeys – Apeshit apes (2x)
Don’t tell me to wake up, compared to you I’m pretty clear
Your nightmare’s your own delusion and we should stop to care. (2x)
Outside shines your second car and inside all your fear
Same feel right as your bro’s Schnitzelmate (and) pub and beer
Break up something good so much, well, that needs a plan
Hidden and by many like the ninjas in Japan
Not my circus, not my monkeys – Apeshit apes (2x)
Don’t tell me to wake up, compared to you I’m pretty clear
Your nightmare’s your own delusion and we should stop to care. (2x)
Don’t tell me to wake up, compared to you I’m pretty clear
Your nightmare’s your own delusion and we should stop to care.
Simple as you always thought this can be explained
Just by a conspiracy your world could be gained.
Lyrics: Volkart Schneider
Grand Maleur De Kack
Keep on talkin‘ without answers, keep on talking anyways
Keep on smiling during shit storms, wonder ‚bout your funny face
And I wonder why? And I wonder how? I wonder time
By time, the change is gonna come.
Try to keep up with professionals, try to keep the faith but fail
Sweat is runnig down your back to the place, wonder ‚bout your funny face
And I wonder why? And I wonder how? I wonder time
By time, the change is gonna come.
I think you’re done, yeah! I smell that smell.
Feels kinda cold, yeah! A freezing hell.
Keeps on singin‘ without answers, keep on singin‘ any ways!
Keep on smiling, I’m born cancer , don’t wonder ‚bout my funny ways
Don’t wonder why! Don’t wonder how! I wonder time
By time, the change is gonna come.
Lyrics: André Rheinbay
Dreams
Pssst… Die Lyrics von „Dreams“ schlafen noch. Wir haben sie geweckt, es hilft ja nichts, sie sollen hier veröffentlicht werden. Aber: Sobald wir Dreams aufwecken, sind die Lyrics dazu irgendwie verwaschen, unscharf, nur schemenhaft zu erkennen.
Wir bleiben dran!
Lyrics: André Rheinbay
Breakbeat
I’m sittin‘ right in the middle of nowhere
And I don’t talk, I just take a look
I’m doin‘ time in the middle of nowhere
Like a break-beat I got you hooked!
Just like a break-beat
With no speak these years
Might call it back streets
But if I score you’ll give me cheers!
I’m smiling tight to the middle of nowhere
Feeling fine might work tonight
I am a lifer to the middle of nowhere
You’re really thinkin‘ I’m trippin‘ blind?
Just like a break-beat
with no speak these years
Might call it back streets
And if I score I’ll give you cheers!
Tops – Tops!
I’m sittin‘ right in the middle of nowhere
And I don’t talk, I just take a look
I’m doin‘ time in the middle of nowhere
Like a break-beat I got you hooked!
Just like a break-beat
With no speak these years
Might call it back streets
And if I score I’ll give you cheers!
Just like a break-beat
With no speak these years
Might call it back streets
And if I score I’ll give you cheers!
Lyrics: André Rheinbay
I Don’t Make My Head
Incoming answers as I scan my surroundings
Upcoming rage about behaviours like monks
Outbreak is not a good idea inside a close room
Downgraded digital society junks
I don’t make my head
I don’t make my head
I don’t make my head
Check out the views back and ignore them completely
Inhale the power and outsource no percent
Freestyle behaviour forces eyes to just shut down
Outdoors you fail again, again and again
I don’t make my head
I don’t make my head
I don’t make my head
Lyrics: André Rheinbay
Atlantic
Sippin‘ a Singha beer – Atlantic beach
Toe’s are in the sand and the sun is kinda’… the sun is kinda’…
Kinda‘ outta‘ reach – Kinda‘ hard to reach – Yeah!
Sippin‘ belgium gold – Atlantic beach
Castles are made of sand and stupid’s hard to… stupid’s hard to…
Stupid’s hard to teach – Stupid’s hard to teach – Yeah!
No jokes about birds, You know!
No jokes about birdshit, I think You heard it!
Sippin‘ a Singha beer – Atlantic beach
Castle’s are build on sand and the sun is kinda’… the sun is kinda’…
Kinda‘ outta‘ reach – Kinda‘ outta‘ reach – Yeah!
Lyrics: André Rheinbay
Better Later Than Never (Song for the Grim)
With your „nothing changes at all“ – Well, nothing changes at all
The digital native skips to next tune and they’re all gonna stumble along
With your „nothing ever happens“ – Well, nothing happens at all
The needle returns into vein heaven send and the junkie’s a junkie to his bitter end
And we’ll all be lonely tonight and lonely forever
Take a deep breath and a step – Better later than never!
With your „nothing ever happens“ – Well, nothing happens at all
The junkie’s a junkie to his bitter end and they’re all gonna stumble alone
With your „nothing changes at all“ – Well, nothing changes at all
The needle returns into vein heaven send and the junkie’s a junkie to his bitter end
And we’ll all be lonely tonight and lonely forever
Take a deep breath and a step – Better later than never!
Lyrics: André Rheinbay
Komboloi
Talk to oneself, me, my friend
Here ist room for your sound!
No prayers, no chains, just voices
And words goin’ round
Round and around and one more time
And there is no end
Maybe it’s chemical, but
We will ever stay friends!
Talk to oneself gotta know:
The question is why?
Walking the streets with a smile
And your head up high!
Protest with Komboloi and
Don’t believe in no lie!
Whisper! We forgot to riot
The question is why?
We’re all public enemy
While being the public same time!
Talk to oneself gotta know:
The question is why?
Lyrics: André Rheinbay
Fuzzy Feelin’s
I can’t give no guarantees, but I shure will make you smile.
You have had some hard times and a hug has been a while.
Baby take your shoes of, Boogie Chillun to da bone.
I know it’s been a while and feel’s like dancing in the snow.
Dancing in the snow – Not so long ago – Dancing all alone
I ain’t makin‘ promises, I just wanna let you go.
Follow me through universe with your rotten big old soul.
That same old fuzzy feelin‘, when there ain’t no rights and wrongs.
I think we’re gonna have big beers and write a hundred songs.
Fuzzy feelin’s, big beers and a hundred songs to sing along.
Fuzzy feelin’s, big tears and a hundred tons and they’re doppin‘ down
A hundred tons, they’re droppin‘ down
A hundred songs to sing along.
Fuzzy feelin’s, big beers and a hundred songs
Fuzzy feelin’s, big tears, sing along.
Let’s make this Campbell Town
Let’s make this! World is turning round and around
Let’s make this, make this Campbell Town
Let’s make this!
Lyrics: André Rheinbay
Paperplane
Perfect mom – a perfect smile
Perfect kids – the latest style
Fashionista – age of three
Perfect mommy – the perfect dream
Happy numbers – buy and be busy
Paper cup is filled with fear of
Happy numbers – numbers are insane
Perfect mommy can’t fold a paperplane
She can’t fold no paperplane
Perfect mom – with perfect style
Perfect kids – at least a while
Little Lifa Lean– age thirteen
Perfect mommy – an evergreen
Happy numbers – buy and be busy
Paper cup is filled with fear of
Happy numbers – numbers are insane
Perfect mommy can’t fold no paperplane
She can’t fold no paperplane
Lyrics: André Rheinbay
Kalsarikännit
Entschuldigung, die Lyrics sind in der Wäsche. 30 Grand Schonwaschgang und schon haben wir – wie von Zauberhand – ganz reine Reime. Du darfst gespannt sein!
Lyrics: André Rheinbay
Belvedere, Ohio
The good and the bad, saturday southtown, happy but sad goes around.
The left and the right, shadow cast and light, when the psycho comes around.
Let’s get this party started, like Belvedere, Ohio.
Every little small town got it’s own psycho.
Lambs to lion, goin‘ downtown. Silence to siren, silent sounds.
Turn shit to gold, both young and the old when the psycho comes around.
Let’s get this party started, like Belvedere, Ohio.
Every little small town got it’s own psycho, and it’s the psycho you deserve.
Turning lambs to lion, and you’ll get what you deserve.
Silence turning into violence, hear the sirens without words.
Are you prayin‘ for forgiveness? Are you hopin‘ for the end?
Are you waiting for the hunter or anybody heaven sent?
Prayin‘ forgiveness, hoping for the end.
Waiting fort he hunter or anybody heaven sent?
The good and the bad, saturday southtown, happy but sad goes around.
The left and the right, shadow cast and light, when the psycho comes around.
Lyrics: André Rheinbay
Never Ever Sung Before
Never ever sung before! Never ever washed ashore!
Well, it’s a fubar situation, hand me that chewing gum, you know?
Never tell me mother, `cause that means everybody knows!
We were not born in the delta and we were never washed ashore
But boy we sing this song like song is never sung before
Never ever sung before! Never ever washed ashore!
Never ever sung before! Never ever washed ashore!
Another permanent vacation, you know my bro‘, shit level high
Never tell me brother, ‚cause I know fat bird’s don’t fly!
We were not born in the delta and we were never washed ashore
But boy we sing this song like song is never sung before
Never ever sung before! Never ever washed ashore!
Never ever sung before! Never ever washed ashore!
Never ever sung before! Never ever washed ashore!
Never ever sung before! Never ever washed ashore!
Lyrics: André Rheinbay
SleepWalKing
Dream on a sunday afternoon, if you can read between the lines
Scream to your brain in rusted shame. Scream in silence, nevermind
Sleep – Walk Queen and King
Singin‘ songs voices never sing, no!
Dream another week away, my dear. Monday you got friday on your mind
Scream at the wall but no one hears, a lifer imprisoned his own mind
Sleep – Walk Queen and King
Singin‘ songs voices never sing, no!
Dream another year away and swear. Next year is he time of my life!
Scream at mirrors laughin‘ back. Mister Mirror doesn’t lie
Sleep – Walk Queen and King
Singin‘ songs voices never sing, no!
Lyrics: André Rheinbay
Nothing Man
I don’t wanna be the shut-up guy, I don’t wanna be the one without no speech.
I don’t wanna be without the words that could explain that the train is kinda „noob noob“
I don’t wanna be the shadow-guy, I don’t wanna be the last one with a view.
I don’t wanna be without my world why my brain is kinda into
You! Into you!
You! Into you!
I don’t wanna be the no-look guy, I don’t wanna be the one without a look.
I don’t wanna be without your eyes that could explain why your eyes kinda got me
I don’t wanna be the nothing-man, I don’t wanna be the nothing in a man.
I don’t wanna breath and steal your view that could explain why my brain is kinda into
You! Into you!
You! Into you!
I don’t wanna be the shut-up-guy, I don’t wann be the nothing in a man
I don’t wanna be the nothing man
Lyrics: André Rheinbay
Hasta La Vista, Baby
Do I feel lucky? Well, do ya, punk? The question is, who cares!
The beginning of a beautiful friendship. I am the ultimate badass!
The greatest tric the devil ever pulled. It was Beauty killed the Beast.
Don’t you use Olives? Anybody home? I’m too old for this shit.
Hasta la vista, baby.
May the Force be with you.
Sometimes you eat the bear,
And sometimes, well, he eats you.
Houston, we have a problem. The roaches check in.
You talking to me? My precious. Yo Adrian! They got the metric system.
Ignorance is bliss. We’re on a mission from God.
I should know, I’ve followed a few! You’re gonna need a bigger boat.
Hasta la vista, baby.
May the Force be with you.
Sometimes you eat the bear,
and sometimes, well, he eats you.
Same procedure as last year, Miss Sophie? A Martini. Shaken, not stirred.
Your optimism is misplaced. That’s something he won’t like.
Make him an offer, he can’t refuse. Psychos do not explode.
Ready when you’re, Sgt. Pembry. I’m the king of the world!
You see, in this world, there’s two kinds of people, my friend;
those with loaded guns and those, who dig.
You dig.
Inside the men there three bullets. Well, nobody is perfect.
Yippie-ka-hey, Motherfucker. You ain’t heard nothin‘ yet!
You can’t handle the truth! Bambino. The hard is what makes it great.
Live long and prosper. And that’s all I have to say about that.
Hasta la vista, baby.
May the Force be with you.
Sometimes you eat the bear,
and sometimes, well, he eats you.
Lyrics: Volkart Schneider
Day At The Beach
Big toe right and big toe left frame a pretty cliché
A lightblue cloudless heaven, a glassy quiet sea.
Bunch o’ people, bunch o’ towels lyin’ round hurts the back
But turning round needs energy n‘ hurts the neck instead
Sea in front in back a bar a hero with a tray
With freezy plastic beer heard our prayer
Boring music, rush of voices, a frisbee in the air
Flies above the swimmers and air mattress as well.
Ref.:
Day at the beach, wasting time
Day at the beach, feeling fine.
The frisbee and a little ball, both running back and forth
Seems making a race with two men who swim towards us.
The two men, head to head finally reach the sand
Between them there’s a surfboard, they pulling hand to hand
On that board lies a body might be ‚bout 65
They throw him on the sand, starting with heart massage
Minutes come, minutes go, doctors and cops arrive
But half an hour later they give up his life.
Ref.:
Day at the beach, unreal time
Day at the beach, sun still shines.
Policeman writes a report, a strap is being bound
About four metal sticks, a ring for his last round
A Lady in her beachdress, a mate one step ahead,
Nears, stares, can’t believe to see her husband dead
Like a castle in the sand covered with grey tarpaulin
He lies there over hours, wife left the unreal scene.
Meanwhile life on beach goes on like none is happening at all,
Frisbee flies, swimmers swim, and the boring music bawls
Ref.:
Day at the beach, value of time
Day at the beach, a million or a dime.
Next morning there is a little girl digging a ditch while craws
From the waves straight to the place where his body was.
Lyrics: Volkart Schneider
All These Years
Can you take it sober? Well, that’s a good question!
Always been a rover, and never quit no session
Oh yeah – All these years
All these years passing me by – These sweet, sweet memories
All these tears and every smile – Jealous again, I beg you „Please, Please, Please!“
We take it easy, and that’s not the question
Forever and a day and never get’s outta fashion
Oh yeah – All these years
All these years, they pass me by – Like a bittersweet symphony
Every tear and every smile – Jealous again, I beg you „Please, Please, Please!“
I beg you „Please, Please, Please!“
Lyrics: André Rheinbay
Now Is The Time
Die Lyrics haben sich in der Schreibmaschine verklemmt. Wir müssen das Farbband austauschen, gleich danach liefern wir an dieser Stelle.
Wir bitten um etwas Geduld…
Lyrics: André Rheinbay
Neon Lights (Luisas Lullaby)
These neon lights, they blind your eyes
Lost time and space, and it feels like knives
Inside your brain a twenty four
The lift stucks on the first floor
Seventh son of the seventh son?
Death or Glory! Anyone?
Suckin‘ you dry for your fucking energy!
The system is your enemy!
Check your breaks, don’t be no fool!
Believe your strenght and kick the rule!
Suck yourself dry for energy
Inside you are your enemy!
Check your breaks, don’t be no fool
Believe your strenght and kick the rule!
Fuck the system and take the turn,
Turn it hard and let it burn!
Seventh son of the seventh son?
Death or Glory! Anyone?
Suckin‘ you dry for your fucking energy!
The system is your enemy!
Lyrics: André Rheinbay
Prime Times
He’s ridin‘ the black streets without lights but his phone
He’s got a big backpack, what he’s not got is a home
Operator is calling, he’s feeling like a drone
He’s a hero of our times, just to make your evening prime, yeah!
These are prime times, Baby
He’s ridin‘ a black horse like the movies all alone
He’s got a big pump gun, still ain’t got no home
Operator is calling, again feeling like a drone
He’s a hero of our times, tryin‘ to make your livin‘ prime, yeah!
What ever shit prime, that just feels fine
Delivery hero like Robert De Niro
Paarship now, enjoy the sound
The voice of Germany – Tha’s your destiny? No!
He’s divin‘ a black wave each and every night
Last action hero of our modern times
Operator is calling, feeling like a drone
„You feel sick, fucked up and you got cold hands?
Better deliver this shit at home, boy!“
Yeah, these are prime times, Baby
These are prime times, Baby
He’s dyin‘ to outbreak, a flashmob without light
We can be heros just for one night
Operator is calling, but no one checks the phone
Last action hero of our times, tryin‘ to make his livin‘ prime, yeah!
Yeah, these are prime times, Baby
These are prime times, Baby
Lyrics: André Rheinbay
Walking The Walk
Seen you walkin‘ a walk with a smile
Seen you walking down the streets for quite some time
Seen you facing yourself in high lights
Seen you facing mirrors to know you’re fine
…to know you’re fine. You know, Baby? Alright!
Seems you’re walking the walk every night
Seems you’re walking full moon fever for quite some time
Seen you facing yourself in high heels
Seen you chasing mirrors I’ve seen you chasing dreams
Chasing dreams to know you’re fine – know you’re alright – it’s hunting time!
Seen you walking a walk without smile
Sidewalk Sally is walking down the street for quite some time
Seen you facing the others in higher lights
Seen you facing mirrors to know you’re alive
You’re alive! It’s hunting time – the mirror doesn’t lie!
Lyrics: André Rheinbay
Foreplay
Do you like the kickback?
Do you like the sound?
Adrenalin is pumpin‘
When I come around!
Do you feel like I do?
Do you feel alright?
„Gents, please start the engines, there’s gonna be a fight!“
There’s gonna be a fight – There’s gonna be a fight
Do you like it pumpin‘?
Do you like the groove?
Everybody jumpin‘
Nobody bulletproof!
Do you like like I do?
Don’t you feel no pain?
Sheriff started engine,
The membrane’s goin‘ insane
The membrane’s goin‘ insane – The membrane’s goin‘ insane
The membrane’s goin insane – The membrane’s goin insane
Lyrics: André Rheinbay
Your Little Neck
Ridin‘ hobo on a dead end train, everybody smilin‘
Bleeding all for one and one for all until we’re dying
They say „We’re never coming back“!
But you’re lying
Safe your little world, your little neck
Well, you’re trying
Dancing all alone just like a ghost – Point of break driving
Poor Alice bound in rusted cage and chains – Thinks ‚bout diving
They say „We’re never coming back“!
But you’re lying
Safe your little world, your little neck
Well, you’re trying
Get the groove, but you don’t get the word – The groove is flying
Got you hooked, just feel free like a bird – We keep on smiling
They say „We’re never coming back“!
But you’re lying
Safe your little world, your little neck
Well, you’re trying
Lyrics: André Rheinbay