1. |
What You Don`t Know
02:34
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Yeah here we go
Here we go, another day with my best friend
Look, here he comes
Here he comes, I know that smile, I know what's next, oh yeah
come on bring it on
Another joke
One more joke about my hair my weight my friends
And then some kicks
Smashed me hard when I'm already on the ground, thank you
and all in front of her
What you don't know: you'll mow my lawn one day
What you don't know: You won't be cool
What you don't know: you'll be a joke one day
What you don't know: Boy, life ain't school
I never asked
I never asked ´cause I know there´s no reason why
Guess makes you feel
Makes you feel like you're some big shot, like you are the man,
boy, I've got bad news
What you don't know: you'll mow my lawn one day
What you don't know: You won't be cool
What you don't know: you'll be a joke one day
What you don't know: Boy, life ain't school
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2. |
Shout It Out
02:35
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We love to play in small locations
Sticky, dirty… fucked up places
We still love this, we are still alive.
We love to look into your faces
When you’re singing our old “Punkrock-Scheisse”
So friends, come on stage and have some fun
Shout it Out
We love to eat your local meal
Chili con carne, mostly “sin”
We´ll stay tonight, drink you beer and your wine
We clean our teeth in public baths
Where fifty others clean their asses
We came to you (that far) – to get drunk at your bar.
Shout it Out
Maybe we aren’t properly in tune
and sometimes we forget a song or two
We cannot dance and cannot sing, especially after four-five drinks
And even if we could we wouldn’t change one thing
Shout it Out
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3. |
Dumb Song
03:04
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This one goes out to the dumb - Congrats for what you have (you've) done
Really hope you´re having fun
This song's not just about Trump - It's for all you little dumb
No matter if you're skin or punk
You have such a special kind of brain
Kinda like a picture without paint
There had to be a change, the world was going south, who is to blame?
(It) must be someone's fault, I guess that Merkel-Bitch, let's blame the rich!
Too many immigrants, not your fault
Still living with your mom, not your fault - Let's build a big wall!
This one goes out to the dumb - Congrats for what you have (you've) done
Really hope you´re having fun
This song's not just about Trump - It's for all you little dumb
No matter if you're skin or punk
You have such a special kind of brain
Kinda like a picture without paint
You'd like to have a house, with a big swimming pool, just like that fuck
Who came from India, or maybe Gambia, With his dumb luck
You know everything - specially when you had a few
You know everyone - who has the same IQ as you
You know what to do - to make the world a better place
Too many immigrants, not your fault
Still living with your mom, not your fault - let's drop an A-Bomb!
This one goes out to the dumb - Congrats for what you have (you've) done
Really hope you´re having fun
This song's not just about Trump - It's for all you little dumb
No matter if you're skin or punk
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4. |
Beard Song
02:43
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When I was a young boy everything was pretty fine
I was a crazy fearnaught, the entire world was mine
But something was still missing, what it was, had no idea
A strange indisposition, then one day it became clear
My face was way to boyish, so I made the perfect plan
I have to let me grow a beard, to look like a real man
So I threw away my shaver (and) led things happen for a while
Then 28 weeks later I had the perfect style
One hundred thousand brothers couldn´t all be wrong
This scrubby hair in my face makes me masculine and strong
No, one hundred thousand brothers couldn´t all be wrong
Only (a) bearded man is a real man my son
Oh oh – the beard deserves a song
Oh oh – my beard deserves a song
I take care of my beard, wash and comb it everyday
I go fuckin´ crazy, want to touch it all the way
It gives me the creeps, when the wind is blowing through
And gives you goose pimples, when my beard is tickling you
One hundred thousand brothers couldn´t all be wrong
This scrubby hair in my face makes me masculine and strong
No, one hundred thousand brothers couldn´t all be wrong
Only (a) bearded man is a real man my son
Oh oh – the beard deserves a song
Oh oh – my beard deserves a song
Now I´m a few years older but have nothing to regret
My precious facial hair (was) the best idea I´ve ever had
It keeps me warm and makes me cool and hey – I don´t need a napkin
And by the way it´s good for covering my double chin
That´s the beard song – come on and sing along
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5. |
Keep The Style
02:29
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No Smoke on the Water – no TNT
Smoking just kills and Dynamite is not for free
Imagine there’s a Home in Alabama so sweet
In that Land of Confusion Janie’s got a Gun so mean
We still have some Stories to tell
Cause we’re not on the Highway to Hell
Instead of Born to be Wild rules the Punkrock-Child
Keep the Style alive
The Poison Zombie needs some Satisfaction Guarantees
Urgent cryin’ Lola is cold as Ice indeed
We don’t care ‘bout Beatles – we don’t care about the Stones
Bad Religion, NOFX, sometimes Clash and the Ramones
We’re still not gonna like it – and we’re still not gonna take it
Deep inside – lurks the Punkrock-Child
So keep the Style alive
We still have some Stories to tell
But not about some Highway to Hell
Proud to be wild – like a Punkrock-Child
Keep the Style alive
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6. |
Lessons
02:45
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You´re working hard to reach your aims
No fooling ´round, no playin´ games
Just chasin´ (your) plans
And then you think you´re almost there
But then dark clouds are gathering
Destroy your dreams
(Oh) that´s life my dear, sometimes it´s leaving scars
Resolving setbacks makes us finally who we are
Try to break the deadlock, get up and go on and on and on
But learn your lesson
I know it´s easier said than done
When all your motivation´s gone
And you are down
Do not keep lyin´ on the floor
Get up your ass and stop to crawl
´cause after all…
(Oh) that´s life my dear, sometimes it´s leaving scars
Resolving setbacks makes us finally who we are
Try to break the deadlock, get up and go on and on and on
But learn your lesson
Oh I learned my lessons
And I learned my lessons
And I learned my lessons
Yes I learned my lessons
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7. |
Superfit
02:52
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Hey you, look at me - you´ll be impressed ´bout what you´ll see
You won´t get enough - I am what you´re dreamin´of.
My chest makes you been lost for words – my sixpack blows up every shirt
My muscles, big and hard – my body, just a piece of art
Oooh – I´m wonderful I know (yeah)
Oooh – that´s the way to go
Workout, body combat, Capoeira Fit
I check it out, the latest stuff, the hottest shit
Gimme, gimme, gimme all, not just a bit
Yeah check me out, I am the man – I´m SUPERFIT
The gym machine is my best friend – I push and pull it ´till the end
Steppin´, runnin´, never stop – lifting weights ´till I throw up
I am only feelin´ fine – when blood and sweat runs down my spine
I love it, cause I see – I´m the man you´ld like to be
Oooh – I´m wonderful I know (yeah)
Oooh – that´s the way to go
Workout, body combat, Capoeira Fit
I check it out, the latest stuff, the hottest shit
Gimme, gimme, gimme all, not just a bit
Yeah check me out, I am the man – I´m SUPERFIT
In every room at home I have a mirror - ´cause I love to watch myself
Got photographs and pics of me on every single shelf
I am the perfect man – a wonder of the world, that´s true
Just take a look at me and you´ll know I´m better then you
Better then you!
Workout, body combat, Capoeira Fit
I check it out, the latest stuff, the hottest shit
Gimme, gimme, gimme all, not just a bit
Yeah check me out, I am the man – I´m SUPERFIT
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8. |
Dangerous
03:13
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Used to think I had it all
Drinking beer and playing ball
Chicks and money, I'm the King
I didn't know a thing - I didn't know a thing
Didn't see my life's a bore
Monotonic to the core
Stupid me thought nothing's wrong
But then you came along - then you came along
You're an angel but you're dangerous, you can kill
You can kill me with a smile
You're an angel but you're dangerous,
When you turn - when you turn me upside down
Of course they think that we're insane
They'll never know, can't blame the lame
Bored to death or up in flames
Will you come along? Will you come along?
Let's go, let's go, let's all go up in flames
Come on, come on, we'll show you how to go insane
Let's go, let's go, let's all go up in flames
Come on, come on, we'll show you how to go insane
Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh...... Good Night!
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9. |
Time Of Our Life
02:38
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How long …. do we know us now ?
Played soccer in the street
Went swimming in the heat
Do you … do you still know ?
We shared all our things
we stole and ran away….
Nothing to regret - We never forget - nothing to regret…
This was the time - of our life
The first time we drank beer
the time of our life
heard jokes that we should never hear
we walked ….. on the railroad tracks
Watched the girls when they change their tops
we jacked in our socks
We smoked …. in uncle Tommy’s lodge
Then puked in aunt mary`s flowerpot
And over her beloved garden gnome
Nothing to regret - We never forget - nothing to regret…
Mid: the time of our life
the time of our life
(we never forget)
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10. |
Lord Of The World
02:25
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He gets up at half past seven
Has to hurry, he’s already late
Got to get his train, daily routine
He has to work from nine to five
He had a long night in his virtual life
There he’s the lord of the world
He fights for honor an conquers new countries
He is the king of the universe
He’s got all, he’s got all he needs
No friends and girls, just a gaming screen
He’s got all, he’s got all he needs
When he’s sitting in his gaming seat
Back at home he turns on his computer
He wants to reach the next higher ground
He should do the dishes and tidy his room
And decides that mama can do this, too.
More important things have to be done
‘cause he is the lord of the world
Everybody lies to his feet
And no one cares about his dirty pants
Good luck, the weekend is coming
He’s got new aims in mind
He wants to get the whole galaxy
And got only 48 hours time
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11. |
Rock`N`Roll
02:38
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I don´t like this music, (god) it´s boring and it sucks
Elevator bullshit (crap) the opposite of rock
Daddy please, I beg you (beg you), Mama turn it off
Play some of the old tunes from back when you´n Dad (you) were young
Like it or not, baby, it´s a fact – the kids don´t play the new songs
Like it or not, baby, it´s a fact – the kids (they) play our old songs
Rock and Roll
I want drums and guitars, no(t that) electronic shit
I want explicit language, no falsetto pussy pop
How can people like that crap – what´s wrong with kids today
One more stupid break up song and I´ll kill somebody…
Like it or not, we don´t give a crap – we won´t play the new songs
Like it or not, we don´t give a crap – we will play your old songs
Rock and Roll
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12. |
Goodbye
02:45
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So – glad to be ´round you – seems like you like it too
It´s just the perfect place to be
I´m going wild – feels like an overdose
A magic night – draws to a close
I say goodbye my friend
That´s a goodbye my friend
But I am sure – we´ll meet soon again
I say goodbye may friend
Goodbye, take care my friend
And don´t be sad – this is not the end
Before – we finish this nice song – freak out and sing along
Like you have never done before
‘cause who knows when – when we will meet again
But it´s for sure – we´ll be back for more
I say goodbye my friend
That´s a goodbye mey friend
But I am sure – we´ll meet soon again
I say goodbye may friend
Goodbye, take care my friend
And don´t be sad – this is not the end
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13. |
I Want More
02:54
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Welcome to the Not Available Punkrock Show
Finally we go again – faster than before
We know exactly what you want – that my friend´s for sure
We could hardly wait for it – turn the speakers on
Volume up to maximum – Still not loud enough
I want more – Give me more
I want more – to the core
I want more – Give me more
I want more – to the core
Hey now people do not fade – come on move up a gear
If your down or out of breath – have another beer
Run and scream and jump around – sing along this song
I can´t hear you, louder now – every single one
I want more – Give me more
I want more – to the core
I want more – Give me more
I want more – to the core
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