Archiwa kategorii: Love Peace & Money

Chaos Bros. (Katastrophenkommando)

No need for you to cross over
When you see us walking down the street
We’re just looking for a good time
With everyone we meet

If you like some „How’s yer Father?”
If you like a bit of fun
No need to look no further
’cause we’re the number one

Join us now, it’ll be all right
Everyday for us is like a Saturday night
We are the Chaos Brothers
And we like you all to join our gang
It doesn’t matter if you’re black or white
No rules, no master plan

But if you like some „How’s yer Father?”
If you like a bit of fun
We like to spread the word around
That everyone can come
Join us now, it’ll be all right
Everyday for us is like a Saturday night

We don’t care where you’re coming from
It doesn’t matter what you do
This is the scene where you belong
The rest is up to you
We don’t care where you’re coming from
It doesn’t matter what you do
This is the scene where you belong
And we belong to you
We are the Chaos Brothers

It’s an open invitation
For you to join our little crew
You can be small, tall, fat or thin
This still applies to you

Thinker, Taylor, Soldier, Sailor, Beggar man or Thief
Tax Inspector, Teacher or Policeman on the beat
Join us now, it’ll be all right
Everyday for us is like a Saturday night

We don’t care where you’re coming from

Leave your troubles all behind you
’cause we don’t like trouble, dear
And please let us remind you
You know you’re always welcome here

We don’t care where you’re coming from

Love Machine

She’s a real hot chick and she looks like she wouldn’t say no
So I park up the car and we go to the picture show
It’s a backrow seat and the lights are way down low
She whispers in my ear: Come on let’s go

I know she’s got the hots for me
As we head back to my car
I know she really wants it bad
But when I try to start

It just won’t go x4
It really breaks my heart
My love machine won’t start

And the very next night at the local discoteque
There’s a hot little number and she’s hanging ’round my neck
Can’t believe my luck, I feel like I’ve been blessed
And back in the car, you can guess what happens next

I know she’s got the hots for me
I can feel it in my heart
I know she really wants it bad
But when I try to start

It just……

All the girls in town, they really want my love machine
But up ’til now, it always let’s me down
Doctor or mechanic, won’t someone please help me
I’ve got a brand new girl, and tonight she’s coming ’round

What did he say???

It just won’t go
It just won’t go
It just won’t go
It just won’t go
It just won’t go, go, go, come on let’s go
Please go
My love machine won’t go
Come on let’s go

„What do you mean, what happened?”
„It was fine this morning when i was alone”

Perfect Criminal (Musterbeispiel)

I woke up today
On a hospital bed
And the whitecoats say:
You were next to dead

But you’re the perfect criminal
And so we gave you life
You’re the perfect criminal
And we need the perfect crime

What you did before
Believe that we don’t care
Your country needs you now
And this is why you’re here

’cause you’re the perfect criminal
And there’ll be a time
For the perfect criminal
To commit the perfect crime

Say your lines, like we taught you to
And you’ll be just fine in the interview
And the minister’ll understand
That we saved your life
And he’s your only friend

You’re the perfect criminal
And so we gave you life
You’re the perfect criminal
And we need the perfect crime

Yes, you’re the perfect criminal
And there’ll be a time
For the perfect criminal
To commit the perfect crime

Wasted Years (All die ganzen Jahre)

Don’t recognise me, do you
We’re sitting face to face
Your mind is in another time
And in another place
I saw that when your eyes met mine
And still you seemed unmoved
You don’t recall this face at all
The one you said you loved

The bags are in the belfry
And now you’re on your own
The lights are shining brightly
But there’s nobody home
Your time has gone so quickly now
And nothing can replace
All these wasted years
Your friends don’t come around here
The way they used to do
Well, once they were so many
And now they are so few
But time has gone so quickly now
And nothing can replace
All these wasted years

There’s still a smile upon your face
You seem to be confused
By all these kindly strangers
Who come to visit you
The flowers on the table
The pictures on the wall
I thought it could be different
But now I’m not so sure

The bags…

They tell me that your much improved
But they can’t tell me why
I’ve talked and talked for hours
And still there’s no reply

The bags…

My Land (Willommen in Deutschland)

This is the street where people live in fear
Of senseless crime and poverty
And the color of your skin decides
If you should pay the penalty

This is the city where only money talks
Of power, gain and influence
Where the poor stay poor, the rich stay rich
And we’re still told it’s coincidence
It’s the same old sad survival dance
That we’re all born with an equal chance
But who could be so blind, that they could never see

That this is my land
I can’t pretend that it’s nothing to do with me
And this is your land
You can’t close your eyes, to the things you don’t wanna see

This is a country filled with greed and hate
And cops on the take are commonplace
The next generations are condemned to waste
By them politicians and magistrates
This is a world of war, for the liquid gold
But there’s still no cure for the common cold
We raise our flags and battle cries
In the name of God and national pride
And the lie we use to convince ourselves
It’s not our fault, it can’t be helped
Don’t tell me, we’re so blind we cannot see

That this is my land
I can’t pretend that it’s nothing to do with me
And this is your land
You can’t close your eyes to this hypocrisy

Yes, this is my land
And I won’t pretend that it’s nothing to do with me
’cause this is our land
We can’t close our eyes to the things we don’t wanna see

More & More (Mehr davon)

Well I’ve been too high
And that’s too low
And the fastest speed
Is much too slow
It’s not enough for me

I want more, so much more, give me more

I’m spending all my energy
On the things that take too much
I’ve heard it all, that money talks
Well, I wanna make it shout
I wanna break every single rule
I’ve never broke before
And I don’t wanna walk the line
That someone else has drawn

I want more, I need more
So much more, give me more
Yes, I want more, give me more

I don’t care if you come around here
But don’t waste my time
You and me, we were born to be
Born to be in this place and this time

I need more

I took away your self-respect
Your ego and your pride
You would’ve walked to hell and back
Just to be there at my side
I brought you to your knees
Can’t believe I made you crawl
You gave me everything you ever had
But we’re so fucking low

I still want more
Yes, I want more
I need more
Give me more

I don’t care….

I want more
I need more
So much more
Give me more

More power, more sex, more speed
More fame, more pleasure, more chicks
More power, more sex, more speed
More fame, more pleasure, more chicks
More greed, more fame, more profit
More money, more kicks, more games
More cars, more girls, more drugs
More fame, more crack, more taste
More pussy
There’s plenty more

Love Is Here (Liebesspieler)

Hey, today’s my lucky day
Trust me, and Love is Here
Hey, today’s my lucky day
Honest, no need to fear

Under starter’s orders
They’re off and running clear
And way up front it’s Love is Here
They’re passing where I stand
With betting slip in sweaty hand
I let out a confident sheer
„Come on my son!”

Hey, today’s my lucky day…..

When I’ve won this race
I’ll take you any place
And buy anything your heart desires
And later if you like
You can stay with me tonight
And help put out this fire

Hey, today’s my lucky day….

„And it’s Love is Here leading into the straight,
but the rest are cute up to challenge, Love is Here by a length.
Approaching by the bar, Bonanza Boy, and Roller Joy in third.
We’re approaching the last four lengths and it’s Love is Here by a short head.
They’re well inside the final ….. it’s still Love is Here,
but here comes Bonanza Boy, Roller Joy.
Star Ranger, making a good thousand of it, Love is Here.
It’s Roller Joy!”

Oh, no!!
What the hell went wrong?
That donkey had it won
The midget on his back
Has let me down

Now she’s gone home
So I check the form alone
There’s a winner that must be found

Bollix, today is not my day
Trust me, to pick that mule
Bollix, there’ll be another day
That day, I will come through
Bollix, there’ll be another day
And on that day, I will come through

Put Your Money Where Your Mouth Is (Buy Me!) (Kauf MICH!)

I know you really need it bad, you know this is true
I know I’m always on your mind, there’s nothing you can do
I can make you feel alive if the price is right
So let’s put the seal on this little deal and I’ll be yours tonight

So put your money where your mouth is
I know what’s best for you
Just cough it up and let’s get started
Anything will do
So come on buy me

I’m your rose pink Cadillac, your sexy perfume spray
I’m your daily happy pill, I’ll make you feel OK
I’m that special satin dress, that comes from Paris, France
I’m your throbbing sexy toy, that’s in your legs romance

So put your money where your heart is….

Buy me, buy me, buy me

I am everything you need and everything you want
Try my special offer, you can pay me by the month
All this and more my dear, I’m the hottest deal in town
Call me day or night, you know I’ll always come around
You can trust in me, ’cause I love to see you lay your money down

So put your….

Come on live now and pay later
Spend all you have and more
I’m your corner shop persuader, adding up the score
So come on buy me, why don’t you try me
You know you’ll like me
Please buy me
Come on, buy me

Diary Of A Lover

Aaah, I love you so
Even though, we just met
Maybe I’m foolish
but maybe somethings are mad

Or was it her hair
dark as the night
and when it’s late
I’ll make her mine

Aaah, A diary of a lover
Yeah, I’ll tell her I love her

Even though I share her
I’m still fortunate
just getting to know her
makes me remember things I forget

Aaah, she’s such a girl
Aaah, Yeah, she’s living in my world

Everytime I see her
she’s gotta punch in
her time’s so limited
cause she’s still living with him

Aaah, she’s such a girl
Aaah, Yeah, she’s living in my world

Let me tell you, you guys
you all got it so hard
got to fight so hard
just for some love
Too bad suckers
Your not in a band
So easy, it gets out of hand
In the end
who really cares

Aaah, A diary of a lover
Tell her I love her

That girl

Sexual

So there you are, and here am I
A crowded room, your eyes meet mine
You are alone, I take my chance
Some music plays, we begin to dance

Don’t want to lie to you
Don’t want to die for you
Sometimes it’s cruel to be kind

No true romance here
And no wedding bells, dear
That’s not what I have in mind

Sexual, it’s only sexual
It’s nothing else at all
Just animal pleasure

No talk of love, no tears good-bye
I’ve had enough, so please don’t try
This pain inside won’t go away
Until I learn how to love again

No hearts and flowers
No talking for hours
I just want you here for tonight

No Mills and Boone
And no romantic tunes
It’s so easy, so why don’t you try

Sexual…