The Sniffer
Each morning when he wakes up
from a nightmare sleep
He rushes into his reality
Then his head is full of duty, law and discipline
Injunctions, orders, punctuality
When he leaves the house
the sun could shine – he wouldn’t see
Cause he only has one reason why he lives
Everybody is suspicious – that’s his destiny
And for many years his passion is – TO SNIFF
Sniff at crooks, sniff at freaks
Sniff at snotty dough
Sniff at reds, sniff at queers, sniff at fools
Sniff at minds, sniff at hearts
Sniff at snuffy souls
Sniffy SNEAKS – never sniff at their rules
Sometimes there are moments
when he thinks about his life
Is it right when he fights for the principles
others made for him
He has many answers – knows how to defense himself
He can’t change, start again, he’s a prisoner
even locked in his dream
Well
he’s sniffing everywhere and taking photographs
When people meet he hides behind a tree
And he waites behind the curtains
when they fight for love
A snapshot to protect "democracy"
When he does his job – the sun could shine he wouldn’t
see
Cause he only has one reason why he lives
Everybody is suspicious – that’s his destiny
And for many years his passion is to sniff ...
Sniff at crooks, sniff at freaks
Sniff at snotty dough
Sniff at reds, sniff at queers, sniff at fools
Sniff at minds, sniff at hearts
Sniff at snuffy souls
Sniffy SNEAKS – better sniff at YOUR RULES
Space Rider
Tell you what I’m gonna do
I’m speeding down the road
Two wheels and a flash of fire make easy every load
Fire below my seat – it makes me feel so gladiou
This is the life i need
Forget about Mom and Dadiou ...
I’ll take my chance to be so free
Like LUCY IN THE SKY
Devil – take no hang on me
It’s time for riding high
My HARLEY below my arse
It makes me feel so gladiou
There’s nothing to confess
Forget about Mom and Dadiou ...
Stop the race
Get off the trace and leave it all behind
Leave the place
And keep your pace and soon you realize
You are a planet ...
You are the starshine ...
Tell you what I’m gonna do
I’m speeding down the road
Two wheels and a flash of fire make easy every load
The road leads up and down
It makes me feel so gladiou
I’m riding on big waves
Forget about Mom and Dadiou ...
I’ll kick the world to spin around
Like wheels on my machine
The whole thing gets a carousel
The greatest ever seen
Stop the race - get off the trace
And leave it all behind
Leave the place and keep your pace
And soon you realize ...
aaaaah!
aaaaah!
Radabomm, pam pam
Starkstrom! Powersülze!
RASTA, Nirosta ...
Wrrrroouuuummmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!!!
Mary Green
Mary Green – we can be timeless breath dreaming on
MaryGreen – notre vie – la synthèse de ce monde
Leaving the labyrinth of logic, nearly lost my mind
Moments are here and now just moments
Tomorrow’s not to find
We’ll meet there one time
Mary Green – You’re a "sin"
You are damned by their fear
Mary Green – darfst nicht blüh’n
Sie ha’m Angst auch vor Dir
Your Friends are pursued like felons
have to pay this price
Innocent minds in paranoia, YOU SHOULD BE LEGALIZED
Let’s make it shure that they can move on free
Mary Green – can we be what we want
Mary Green – notre vie un moment
You’re not an answer, you’re illusion
Though what’s reality – what do we know
You show that life is a prescription
But you can’t set us free – just a show
Mary Green – high and low – you’re no sin
All should know:
Mary Green – you’re to GROW
Mary Green – dreaming on
la synthèse de ce monde
can we be what we want
notre vie un moment
Angst hört auf überall – MARY GREEN IST LEGAL
Silent Movie
[Instrumental]
Joker
[Instrumental]
Illegal
Ich glaub‘ ich hab‘ die Lampe an
Ich glaub‘ ich krieg’n Krampf im Darm
Ich glaub‘ mich küßt der Kardinal
Da steht’n armes Würstchen
und wird brutal verknackt
bloß weil er mit zwei Freunden
die Klampfe ausgepackt
und in der Innenstadt von Dortmund
(oder war’s Wuppertal)
von Lust und Last sein Lied sang
als wäre es ganz normal
doch dann kam der große Stempel
I-L-L-E-G-A- ILLEGAL ...
Ich glaub‘ ich hab‘ die Lampe an
Ich glaub‘ ich krieg’n Krampf im Darm
Ich glaub‘ mich küßt der Kardinal anal
Da gibt es einen Typen, der schenkte seinen Kram
weil er die Welt beschissen fand
an jeden der daherkam
doch jetzt sitzt er inner Anstalt
(gleich hinter’m Arnsberger Wald)
in einer Gummizelle
und der Arsch wird langsam kalt
Simple Dimple
Every morning’s sunrise means the same to him
Endless roads and rain, and faces follow him
And when he walks down London streets
with bare feet on the ground
With mocking eyes and smiling faces
people gatherin‘ around
What is the sense of each and everyone
To find it out it needs no rich man’s son
So he thinks and smokes another cigaret
Knowing no one cares if he’s alive or dead
And then he walks down London streets
with bare feet on the ground
With mocking eyes and smiling faces
people gatherin‘ around
What is the sense of each and everyone
To find it out it needs no rich man’s son
... rep.
Wee – dob – doo ...
What is the sense of each and everyone
To find it out it needs no rich man’s son
... rep.
Raintime
Dry your tears, Jeannie
Don’t you fear, Jackie
Clouds are gone and the sun will clear heaven
Take my hands, Michael
Let us laugh and let’s dance
We can stay and
we can play and
we can fly like the birds in the sky
Come along, Jeannie
You are strong, Jackie
Rain has stopped – there’s no danger from heaven
Take your coat, Michael
Close it well and take care
We can stay outside
we can play outside
we can fly like the birds used to do
Dry your tears, Jeannie
Don’t you fear, Jackie
It’s not our guilt
what they have done to God’s creation
Take my hands, Michael
Let us go and forget
‘bout our teardrops
‘bout our raindrops
‘bout our birds in the sky
