1. |
Intro
01:56
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2. |
Fire Ex
02:49
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Fire Ex
Ver01
There's a new club in town, we don't know it
Recomended by the DJ's
Saturday night the spirits are high
Cuz we're going to danger danger
Walked in the bar, checked out the location
Found a bunch of people we know
Lil reserved, but the vibes were good
Get ready to roll, cuz the place got soul
Ref. (instr)
Vers02
All of a sudden something exploded
White fog in the whole dance hall
Everyone out, air condition flat gone
Sippin beer on the street, whut happened?
Rumors confirmed, two bums were bored
An' got hold o' the Extinguisher
General confusion an'anger at those two
But nonhazardous the call from the F.D.
Ref.
- - - - Fire extinguisher
- - - - mixed it all up
- - - - Fire extinguisher
- - - - brought all the people - togehter (just vox no instr)
Vers03
Give us 30 minutes, to roll on with the party
Downstairs, please don't leave
As the music was bangin', 'gain from the speakers
All the odd people 'd already left
Danger danger became, whut it's renowned for
Buzz between Spears an' Iron Maiden
We had it all that nite, rocking our hearts out
On the dancefloor, were everything melted
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3. |
Davids War
04:16
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Vers I
Ocean plays it's weaving Song
Tent of stars covers 'im all night long
David didn't know he was plenty
But as, Goliath was to be defeated
Big societies have no counterweight
They are an extreme and will shut down
Sooner or later
Br 2x
Str. intr. 2x
Vers II
We 'r' 99 % of society
Ruled by 'em multinationals
Is it well for ya? Well take my hand
Let's say goodbye to the greed
And egoism
Ref
Capitalism was fouded by greed
But it's harming our democracy
Capitalism was fouded by greed
But it's harming our society
Br. 2x
Vers III
There's no integrity with the statesman
High and Low income has to be governed
Good culture reflecting tool of a country
To change for better days
Ref
Capitalism was fouded by greed
But it's harming our democracy
Capitalism was fouded by greed
But it's harming our society
Capitalism was fouded by greed
But it's harming our democracy
Capitalism was fouded by greed
But it's harming our society
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4. |
Ain't All Going Down
02:57
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Vers01
Hey listen girl, it ain't all just going down
I see ya on the street, with ya can't-get-worse face on
But I am smiling 'nto the sun
Two meters from ya, I feel this day as good as the last
Wehter I'm reading all alone, drinking coffee with a crowd
Or the Rock'N'Roll show 'til I'm done
And I want to feel same, to get a smile on ya face
This life is way to short to hang on bad-thinking all day long
Ya rather dance with me into (/around) the sun
Cuz I got an image of you're life, when learn to concentrate
Run a while, ya head begins, to change the minds in order
Here an' now, a life ya to strive for change
Ref
It ain't all just going down
The black holes you grow on, push ya up from the ground
It ain't all just going down
The black holes you grow on, push ya up from the ground
Ver02
Hey listen boy, I want that drug ya smiling of
Because I'm way to insecure with myself and the world
Drown in black holes, can't see no sun
I want my beds to be made, and my debts to be paid
Loose the hysterical empty feeling I have deep inside of me
Can't a nice boy start loving me?
Solo
Ref
It ain't all just going down
The black holes you grow on, push ya up from the ground
It ain't all just going down
The black holes you grow on, push ya up from the ground
It ain't all just going down
The black holes you grow on, push ya up from the ground
It ain't all just going down
We meet by the river, there's a lot to talk about
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5. |
Flip Flop Cowboy
02:50
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Vers01
The plane spit him out, back o the streets
where he used to have good times
2000 miles away his life was buried
He needed a break to come down
Entered to a store, bought flip flpos an' beer
An' an ol' country shirt.
Went to a bar, joined some Honky Tonk band
Then a girl cheered him an' said I like your style
Ref
Yeah, I'm the flip flop cowboy
I just came out here to see whut's goin' on
Yeah, I'm the flip flop cowboy
I just came out here where I belong
Vers02
I arranged some show, played in bands
made sculptures an' been a photographer
But it's like I can do, whatever I want
I ain't noticed the way I need it
It gives me peace an' it frees my soul
Even beeing here in Music-City
Perhaps my demon's have kept me busy
Perhaps I've been to docile?
Vers03
Now ya told me alot 'bout the flip-flop cowboy
An' I guess it's time for a Two-Step(-Dance)
It's the best thing to shake all ya demon's away
They will be dizzy an' layin' numb on the dancefloor
Meanwhile, how'd ya like to get a lil kiss
From the dude called The F.F.C.
Some demons come back, but ya tell 'em the rules
You are the king of your house an'they are (just) visitors (going to C)
Ref
Yeah, I'm the flip flop cowboy
I just came out here to see whut's goin' on
Yeah, I'm the flip flop cowboy
I just came out here where I belong
Yeah, I'm the flip flop cowboy
I just came out here to see whut's goin' on
Yeah, I'm the flip flop cowboy
I just came out here where I belong, somehow
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6. |
Slow
04:26
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Vers01
Once upon a time in a country, no map can ever find
Lived a boy who had never felt the love, of a woman by his side
Once upon a time in this country, lived a girl with a lil kid
Seeking a love to last and to build a family
No map in this dang country, could 'em lead to each other
But two people in the whole universe, got hold o' one thought together
And darkness in this country, made 'em think 'bout how to do this
But hope comes with the ocean, like dreams to the sleeping
Inn/Br 4x
Vers02
Slow it comes down the winding road of life and destiny
Nothing could ever hold it back, soft as a summer-breeze
A chunky rock o' sugar, offered the frame for a first contact
Cum to the dance it hollered at 'em, when suddenly they met
Both had a nice time talking, from dusk 'til the dawn
As they left there wus no huggin', no kiss 'n' no number
He only knew her name; she had a kid, an' her sparkle & shine
She wus about to find a way, to join his next show in town
Ref.
Slow it starts, slow it grows along the way
'til it's strong enough to carry a thing like a raising Family
Slow it starts, slow it grows along the way
'til it's strong enough to carry a thing like a raising Family
Inn/Br 4x???
Vers3
Once upon a time in a country, no map can ever find
Lifed a boy with a lovely mom, he wished for a dad at his side
Every night he prayed, to get a dad an' a good friend to play
Someone who could show him the way, how to become a man
One morning his mom woke him up, don't get frightened there's somebody else
A man in her bed an' he liked him, at once he crawled under his blanket
Once upon a time in a country, no map can ever find
Young family woke up in bed, big smile an' sunshine
Ref.
Slow it starts, slow it grows along the way
'til it's strong enough to carry a thing like a raising Family
Slow it starts, slow it grows along the way
'til it's strong enough to carry a thing like a raising Family
Slow it starts, slow it grows along the way
'til it's strong enough to carry a thing like a raising Family
Slow it starts, slow it grows along the way
'til it's strong enough to carry a thing like a raising Family
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7. |
Angels & Pistols
03:54
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Vers01
Man sitting on the sidewalk, just walked by him
Sat beside him, let's talk for a while, there's someting ya can't hide
Man life ain't worth it, always tears apart
It soaks so much energie, (to) build up new luv
Angels always fly away, to help somebody else
Leaving me in the gutter, as if turned into a demon from hell
Today I wanna die, an' hide from the pain
Got my gun in my pocket, but nuthin' to shell it out
Ref
Angels 'n' pistols
Ain't whut it's ment to be
There's pretty much luvin' by
The side of the tracks
Hope ya'll agree
Vers02
Man it's hard to loose, the sun o' ya life
Tell ya don't dash it all down, there's way to come out, head high
An' no she ain't the cradle o' love, just the object
Make free whut they tell ya 'bout luvin', it's all in you
Ref
Angels 'n' pistols
Ain't whut it's ment to be
There's pretty much luvin' by
The side of the tracks
Hope ya'll agree
Angels 'n' pistols
Ain't whut it's ment to be
There's pretty much luvin' by
The side of the tracks
Hope ya'll agree
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8. |
Black Mechanic Brain
04:37
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Vers1
John Dennis got fed up, working at the factory
Building cars and handle the dumb and numb workers
And the tie breed called them-self-adjusting
A thorne in the eye of production man, screwing 'em
His last denunciation, was over the line
He got hold of a way to set an example, to give sign
Make people think about this system an' a lil revenge
'gainst modern slavery's hierarchy in a communist cloak
Vers2
An image came to his mind, of a black-mechanic-brain
Build by humans hovering in stratosphere
Conected by a hidden wire run in everyons's brain
But he yanked it out, to wake up mind's, to sound alert
The pressure and unwritten factory laws, were close to jail
Heavy duty, names an' rights unspoken
Brown-nosers without guts, all over the place
His desire to see some of 'em dead, everyday
Ref
An' at the beach of his island he dreamt a dream
The place he bombed was now a sign of unleashed greed
An' at the beach of his island he dreamt a dream
Of working all as one, with the lesson learned?
Vers3
Golden handshake was transfered, but still a thing to do
Paying dues for bleeding souls, company do's 'n' don'ts
An anonymous letter reached the office, to explain
Press got a copy, it spread through country, awoken
At the dotted line he bulid the bomb, firing
Buried administration building, no one killed
They called it an act of terrorism, closed the file to public
But Jon Dennis found a new home, life and peace
Ref
An' at the beach of his island he dreamt a dream
The place he bombed was now a sign of unleashed greed
An' at the beach of his island he dreamt a dream
Of working all as one, with the lesson learned?
An' at the beach of his island he dreamt a dream
The place he bombed was now a sign of unleashed greed
An' at the beach of his island he dreamt a dream
Of working all as one, with the lesson learned?
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9. |
Favorite Band
02:49
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Vers01
Like my favorite Band, ya oughta be
My beds an' dept are payed, yes Um free
Met me At the corner, first line/ stage right
Um gonna cheer to ya, it's feeling damn right
Ref. instr.
Vers02
Going out one Night, huggin' an' kissin'
Then ya had to travel, two month o' missin'
When ya were back then, everytings different
No more going out, huggin' or kissin'
Ref.
Ya'r like my favorite band
So play that same ol' song I love
Ya'r like my favorite band
So play another song, um gonna love it
Vers03
A least we met again, surprised o' my feelin's
Thank God o' my birthday, ya cheer with me into
We're gettin' closer then, coffee an' huggin'
More talk more laughs an' a movie, but will ya play me a song?
Ref.
Ya'r like my favorite band
So play that same ol' song I love
Ya'r like my favorite band
So play another song, um gonna love it
Ya'r like my favorite band
So play that same ol' song I love
Ya'r like my favorite band
So play another song, um gonna love it
VersOut
Ya'r like my favorite band, ya play that song I love
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10. |
The Dudes Song
05:48
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Vers 1
Yes we're The Dudes – now leave all yer fears
Yes we're The Dudes – you're welcome here
We're The Dudes – leave it all behind
A road to travel – free yer mind
Ref. Instr.
Vers2
Remember when ya were a kid – get on yer knees
Remember as it felt back then – as tiny as you been
Remember everything was new – get on yer knees
Remember whut 'he music made - as ya jumped in the beat!?
Vers3
Yes we're The Dudes – now leave all yer fears
Yes we're The Dudes – you're welcome here
We're The Dudes – leave it all behind
A road to travel – free yer mind
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11. |
Goodbye & Hallo
04:13
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Vers01
The show is over now, I'm in the backstage-room
Sippin' beer, ya were first line, tonite in the crowd
This ditty came to my mind, why is it all this way
Ya still my muse, when I'm writing songs I got ya in my head
Str Instr. 2x
Br 2x
Ver02
The Sun's shinin' bright an' warm, when I look into ya face
Talkin' to ya feels so good, no matter wh-ut place
I wanna spend my life with ya, an' go along the way
Guess I found my soulmate in ya, please don't go away
Br 2x ...Please don't go away 2x
On the dessert-road of breaking-up, when comes the next town
Resume liberty ya said an' I don't loved ya at all
Never complained 'bout anything, between ya 'n' me
Whut happened to the girl I met, number 1 o' my dreams
Ref
Goodbye an' Hallo, see ya on another page
Goodbye an' Hallo, why is it all this way
Goodbye an' Hallo, see ya on another page
Goodbye an' Hallo, why don't we fall in love again?
Br 2x ... Fall in love again
Str 2x Instr.
Vers03
The show is over now, I'm in the parking lot
'he town sleepin' peacefully, I'm packin' up my stuff
Ya came around the corner, two coffees in ya hand
Hope to talk along with ya, don't like the way it's gotta be
Ref
Goodbye an' Hallo, see ya on another page
Goodbye an' Hallo, why is it all this way
Goodbye an' Hallo, see ya on another page
Goodbye an' Hallo, why don't we fall in love again?
Ref 2x Instr.
Goodbye an' Hallo, see ya on another page
Goodbye an' Hallo, why is it all this way
Goodbye an' Hallo, see ya on another page
Goodbye an' Hallo, why don't we fall in love again?
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