Verfasst: 1.6.2011 - 15:57
People,
can you hear me?,
there's a message that i'm sending out ...
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People,
can you hear me?,
there's a message that i'm sending out ...
Turn the crowd up now, We'll never back down
Shoot down a skyline, watch it in primetime
Turn up the love now, listen up now, turn up the love
Party in the city where the heat is on.
All night on the beach till the break of dawn
[...]
Bouncin' in the club where the heat is on
All night on the beach till the break of dawn.
YEAAAHH!
The night starts now
Together on the track, the boys are back
The night starts now
Night starts now baby roll with us, chickens snapping at the neck when we rollin' up.
hype.Diese Medikamente bringen 'nen Scheiß
Bin immer noch da, wenigstens alles taub gemacht
Aufgewacht, schon wieder sie
Wieder tun, als hätte mir das was ausgemacht
Herr Doktor, was muss ich noch sagen im Laden, damit ich endlich das gute Zeug bekomm?
You're working at your leisure to learn the things you'll need
The promises you make tomorrow will carry no guarantee
I've seen your qualifications, you've got a Ph.D.
I've got one art O level, it did nothing for me
Working for the *** ****
You know you're wasting your time
Working for the *** ****
You're no friend of mine
You plan your conversation to impress the college bar
Just talking about your Mother and Daddy's Jaguar
Wear your political T-shirt and sacred college scarf
Discussing the worlds situation but just for a laugh
Some people might say my life is in a rut,
But I'm quite happy living with what I got
People might say that I should strive for more,
But I'm so happy I can't see the point.
Somethings happening here today
A show of strength with your boy's brigade and,
I'm so happy and you're so kind
You want more money - of course I don't mind
To buy nuclear textbooks for atomic crimes
And the public gets what the public wants
But I want nothing this society's got -
I'm ***** ***********, (***** ***********)
Well the brass bands play and feet start to pound
***** ***********, (***** ***********)
Well let the boys all sing and the boys all shout for tomorrow
Some people might get some pleasure out of hate
Me, I've enough already on my plate
People might need some tension to relax
[Me?] I'm too busy dodging between the flak
What you see is what you get
You've made your bed, you better lie in it
You choose your leaders and place your trust
As their lies put you down and their promises bust
You'll see kidney machine replaced by rockets and guns
And the public wants what the public gets
But I don't get what this society wants
I'm ***** ***********, (***** ***********)
Well the brass bands play and feet start to pound
***** ***********, (***** ***********)
[So] let the boys all sing and let the boys all shout for tomorrow
We talk and we talk until my head explodes
I turn on the news and my body froze
Braying sheep on my TV screen
Make this boy shout, make this boy scream!
***** ***********, I'm ***** ***********!
There's a spider crawling on the bathroom mirror
Right on top of my right eye
And i can't stop staring back
How did i get this way?
Take a big look at a living lie
Du kaufst der Frau die du liebst,
ein Shirt von Audiolith
das sie auch laufend anzieht,
weil es da draußen nichts gibt
wie dieses Shirt von Audiolith
mit den schönen großen Buchstaben
Du kannst dumm in der Ecke stehen,
ich will lieber tanzen gehen,
wenn bunte Lichter blitzen
in einer Disko schwitzen.