Ich komm grad aus Amerika, war nicht so erfolgreich da, doch eigentlich ist nichts passiert. Hab in Las Vegas eingecheckt, keine Drogen im Gepack, die
(Mit Pittiplatsch U. Kinderchor) Komm wir malen eine Sonne auf dem grauen Pflasterstein. und wir laden alle Kinder aus dem Hause dazu ein. Bei der Arbeit
Non c'e piu sole dentro al mio cuore, mi manchi sai, paurosamente. Non c'e ferita dove appoggiare le labbra mie assetate. Portami via con questa aurora
So what, so what if I was wrong I said you can't get me cause I'm far too strong That's when he hit me and said that's not how it's gonna be Then he
todas las mananas que entra por mi ventana el senor sol doy gracias a dios por otro dia mas hoy como otros dias yo seguire tratando ser mejor y sonriendo
I see the end of all life as death unfolds on us The wrath of God has drawn near, as we knew it would Our foolish thoughts and careless acts have brought
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Fruhaufsteher tun's bevor der Tag beginnt. - Jeder so, wie er mag - Einhandsegler tun's bei Sonnenschein und Wind. - Jeder so, wie er mag - Stewardessen
Lost in the eyes Back through the eyes Where the simmering rain Has come boiling over again Locked in a cage Down in the cave Where the night never ends
Shining like a work of art Hanging on a wall of stars Are you what I think you are? You're my satellite You're riding with me tonight Passenger side,
I built a time machine I'm going to see the homecoming queen Take her to the Christmas dance Maybe now I'll get in her pants, whatever Back with my high
We're not sentimental We're just oil-filled machines Trying not to say the things we mean You gotta show us a little love Our big brother tells us That
I've come down with somethin' I'm frozen, tied up, cast in lead It's simple, so says the captain Face forward, move slow, forge ahead I'm earnin' a reputation
Here we are outside a novel waiting for an end But we don't know the authors or the book Maybe, someone's writing chapters For us while we sleep from
As I fall asleep To black and white TV [Incomprehensible] away In my recurring dream Each winter dreams Electricity There are words to say And there
I look out of my bedroom window pane Every day but the view just stays the same I was young I would run straight from this place Come back home and then
Welcome, you're under control And buried like a mole, a thousand feet below Waiting with all that we've got Our reputation's shot, a ninety-story fall
Bones are broken and the will is sunk How did everything get so fucked up? Do you want to change your mind? You can always change your mind You and I
