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lets dance
stop to fight we do the paradigm shift tonite yeah, it's a natural drift alright and it's coming up out of the blur out of your mind from deep below the hidden harmonies discover chaos which means order evolution's not a model of yours for quietness is stronger than motion and silence is stronger than sound we're listening to the tone which is not played nothing is what we want nothing is what we get but the holistic moment of all yes that is the way do you hear the river flow you talked yourself into wrong questions you don't care about the answers you let the others be the good ones you're part of the deathbringing system there's no place where you can hide stop! chasing the wrong gods of time i'm running out of time time kills you're lowering hopes much too much, getting into the grind much too much and losing faith in your abilities the loyalty to your beloved system of belief must surrender to chaos which means order, evolution's not a model of yours for quietness is stronger than motion do you hear the river flow do you hear it!? |
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| 2. |
| 3:54 |
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we waste our time with big illusions
talking to the walls but jericho will never fall we sold our trumpets long ago exchanging all the best we had into atomic masterplans we read the books we had our chance we spend the world for just one dance so keep on dancing, all you fools the cups of fury have been filled so keep on dancing, all you clowns lets have sip before we're killed so keep on dancing these politicians make me sigh democracy is just a lie as long as we are rich enough each government will do for us we feed like vampires on the world we are the first, they are the third there ain't no hope, we had our chance we spent the world for one last dance 7 seals 7 trumpets 7 plagues 7 cups 7 angels the scarlet beast mother of harlots faithful and true |
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| 5:38 |
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there's a tremor in the city but it looks all quiet
there is something awful brewing but there ain't riots beethoven you can read between the lines that there must be more you're alarmed but you don't know what you're waiting for beethoven beethoven, the boots are back in town when ignorance and fear are closing mouths and ears the skins are on their way when it gets dark in europe it's just a state of mind, the blind leading the blind beethoven there's a scrawling on a tombstone judenschweine raus once again the racial fury is burning down the house beethoven there's a bleeding yellow man lying in the streets but there isn't anybody doing anything beethoven, the boots are back in town when ignorance and fear are closing mouths and ears the skins are on their way when it gets dark in europe it's just a state of mind, the blind leading the blind and one grey day shall rise the flood no dikes will stem the heavy tides when cold pierced feathered bodies scream they fall as if the monstrous scythe of clouds had smashed them from the sky the scattered squadron of mankind stabs right into the churned up ether of long forgotten birdless flights beethoven, the boots are back in town the demons of the past will be replaced at last there are smarter ones to stay, how can you stay away from the order of disgrace, how can you close your eyes beethoven, the boots are back.... |
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these are the days of evil perfection
this is the world of torture and fame this is the age of most vicious infection these are the times of terror and pain let them inside and they build you a nightmare show them, you fool, it'll not be in vain here is your costume of deepest surrender these are the times of terror and pain i wanna ride on a crest of sensation i wanna scream in the whirlpools of love i wanna drown in a climax of thunder i wanna be with the fools in the storm do what you want and then die when you want to we're gonna walk on the blood of the meek we're gonna sail through the oceans of wonder we're gonna live in the dreams that we seek send in the parasite clowns on their horses send in the idiots and let them advance send in the monsters of your own creation send them all in and give them a chance we're gonna dance to the sweetest of music we're gonna play with the whores in the rain we'll dissipate the lord's last temptations all in a crossfire of torture and fame |
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| 5. |
| 4:51 |
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Sometimes it feels so strange
The way I feel for you It makes my life so quiet and free And when you smile at me It's just that special love A kind of liberty I've never felt before And I don't need to be a poet I don't need to be a hero When all I need to do is keep on loving you I just have to be me And I don't need to be The stranger anymore I used to be In my impossible dream I keep my fingers crossed I never want to lose This new found world that's so alive, angel I'm so in love with you My heart has circled in the past The demons of deceit but now aside I've cast And I don't need to be a poet I don't need to be hero When all I need to do is keep on loving you I just have to be me And I don't need to be The stranger anymore I used to be In my impossible dream And I don't need to be a poet I don't need to be hero When all I need to do is keep on loving you I just have to be me And I don't need to be The stranger anymore I used to be In my impossible dream Sometimes it seems so strange The way I feel for you It makes my life so quiet and free And I don't need to be a poet I don't need to be hero When all I need to do is keep on loving you I just have to be me And I don't need to be The stranger anymore I used to be In my impossible dream |
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| 3:47 |
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the crowd is looking drowned
and a mother in tears there are flipflapping flags in the silence and a national anthem's a blues in these days flag him down, rest in peace what peace do you mean when the boys are coming back he's live on tv he's dead as a hero can be but he didn't die for nothing, my dear the video of his death is travelling the world flag him down, rest in peace what peace do you mean when the boys are coming back in coffins way back in the crowd a girl says goodbye to a boy to a boy who's parading to heaven and she puts all the blame on the gouvernment he's live on tv dead as a hero can be ...when the boys are parading to heaven, my friend put all the blame on you on you echolette/1993 |
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| 5:23 |
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ain't it strange that we destroy
what we embrace and we leave what we seek it's such a shame ain't it strange that we smile when we cry and no one knows why we are here and where we going to ain't it strange we could be, we could be so good together ain't it strange that we share what we hate that we break what we love it's such a shame ain't it strange when we pray, we betray anyway and no one knows what we are for why we're so tough when we're so fragile ain't it strange ain't it strange, still we could fall into a dream, i'd wish no one will catch that fall for we could fall for love, life is but a dream, life is but a dream all the tears in the world not in vain for the pain is gone, the shame is washed away when we're all one, life is but a dream, life is but a dream it's hard to believe after thousands of years the world is still drowning in blood and tears we've been quite advanced but again we fail it is dog eats dog on the ratrace trail it is getting too much and we're getting nowhere while hatred and fear is all that we share i can't take it no more when i'm watching the news we must stick together or we're bound to lose |
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| 3:36 |
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all in the golden afternoon full leisurely we glide
for both our oars, with little skill, by little arms are plied while little hands make vain pretence our wanderings to guide ah, cruel three! in such an hour beneath such dreamy wheather to beg a tale of breath too weak to stir the tiniest feather and what can one poor voice avail against three tongues together anon, to sudden silence won, in fancy they persue the dream child moving through a land of wonders wild and new in friendly chat with bird or beast- and half believe it true and ever as the story drained the wells of fancy dry and faintly strove that weary one to put the subject by the next time. it is next time the happy voices cry thus grew the tale of wonderland, thus slowly, one by one it's quaint events were hammered out and now the tale is done and home we steer a merry crew beneath the setting sun lewis carrol |
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| 1:50 |
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patti can't take it
she got to give it back the world is a big place and she's frightened and if you kiss her she got to kiss you back she couldn't stand a kiss for free on her own and while she's playing with all she exchanged yawning at the multitude her world is a big place full of toys and boys and teddy bears where nothing is for free that's what her mother told her once and patti has a big, big heart bigger than her life she just forgot the most fantastic thing within she's sitting in her glasshouse and she does not dare to throw the stone to make it all come true of what she's dreaming of and so it seems to me patti can't take it she gotta give it back her world is a big place and she's frightened but if you love her maybe she'll accept maybe she'll take your love for free on her own all alone gold/1990 |
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| 10. |
| 3:17 |
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here is the news
from my little hideaway my sweet ivory tower i've sent you songs about so many things mighty moondogs skipping waves dolphins playing their lives away golden circus girls and pharaohs fallen angels, streetside romeos patricia's park and anyway eternal youth and neverending summerdays lonely girls, music halls, the mysteries of love in the event that i don't return please take this message to understand in the event... i am a stranger in a strange land welcome stranger, to the land of the free welcome, carol, to fantasy oh my god, i feel so alone a million lightyears far from home it seems to be a tragedy how can i live in germany another house is burning down it's time to face the cruel reality this is a game no more desasters in the twentieth century in the event that i don't return please, take this message to understand in the event in the event gold/1994 |
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| 3:55 |
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woke up in the morning still i heard this song
must be somewhere from my dreams, i don't know made me feel so good, sun was shining bright god, i love you that you brought this little song to give me.. faith in the morning i need that faith to go on, yeah give me some faith can't get enough of that sweet feeling, give me faith oh yeah, i keep the faith sweet little girl, lying next to me sunlight's playing on your face with soft shadows you're so beautiful, dream on, dream on, baby i'm gonna wake you up when the time is right i'll give you.. faith... one day i shall be released by my creator going home to where i came from long ago and the big wheel keeps on turning round and round into eternity with me to cosmic meadows i will be there with all my friends.. ..in the morning i need that faith... |
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| 3:45 |
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if you open up the cage
you will hurt yourself the king said it's forbidden or you may get hell but the prisoner lets you know where to find the key under her satin pillow yes, there it has to be modesty is fine but it doesn't take you very far when you make your decision don't be afraid of the dark longing for the golden ball that it will be yours for keeps be sure about it as you saw so shall you reap lets take a ride on iron john's shoulders he has more gold than anybody in this world lets tak a ride, hey-ho on iron john he has more gold than anybody in this world jump on the train to nowhere from now on you are free after rising from the ashes you'll become a mystery too many of those strange injections, too many gazes at the sun the lady says, well that's the business, running after no.1 for all their childish daydreams you caught their falling stars just for the cheapest contracts you signed your autograph and if you started much too early, therefore you stopped too late make sure no one can stop you now, here comes the ultimate he will be with you, he will be there when you call out the magic words.. gold/nielson/1994 |
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| 3:56 |
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with all the grace that you possess
you're telling me your lies a kiss, a touch, a gentle stroke, a look into my eyes your promises and fairytales have all turned into dust your star was high, your kingdom grew in vain now fades at last that is the one thing i know stop talking stop talking with that voice i can't stand it when i look into your eyes who do you think you are you're too perfect but this time you've gone too far how can you be so sure about those tears you're giving me your mysteries and agonies show no effect on me i can't believe the love we shared would ever grow so old your warm embrace was heaven but tonite it feels so cold that is the one thing i know... stop talking... i can't stand it i can't stand it no more gold/1993 |
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| 4:37 |
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some people seem to have it all
some people always have to crawl some people pay to be abused some people end up destitute some people search their souls for truth some people try to be of use some people pray before they kill some people kill just for the thrill some people follow one man's vision, some others die on television some people build their homes on sand, some people live in garbage cans some people think that live is dear, some people hope the end is near some people fight for right to life, some people hate to stay alive some people dream of life on mars, some people end their life in cars some people throw their lives away, some others go on holidays some people live and love in vain, some people don't and go insane some people always need to win, some other people love to sin some people breaking all their vows, some people slashing sacred cows some people like to worship stars, some people think the world's a farce some people try to make ends meet, some others end up kissing feet some people find their holy grail, some other people go to hell some people never catch their breath, some people drink themselves to death some people seem to have it all, some people always have to crawl some people pay to be abused, some people end up destitute some people search their souls for truth some people try to be of use some people ! gold/ocean/1994 |
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| 7:09 |
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kind of thunder from my heart
flooding my eyes flooding my eyes kind of armies marching through my head sombre soldiers from nowhere kind of someone's moving out of me have no fear have no fear kind of someone's moving out of me going somewhere going somewhere ship is leaving right on time empty harbour, wave goodbye evacuation of the isle caveman's paintings drowning famous last words on the air i stay here and you are there while our city softly sinks cavemen's paintings drowning drowning drowning... |
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| 6:11 |
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show me a place that ain't hell, if there's space, give me room to breathe
that's all that i need for this body can't fail and if music be the food of love, play on, give me excess of it let it all out, please let me out of here and i shall rise from the ashes grow like a rose from the ruins there must be light in the darkness hope at the end of the night yes, i've been tryin' all my life to get to heaven but awoke in the eye of the storm but i shall rise from the ashes, grow from the ruins and return back home this is a call from the gaols coming up to the prisoners of pleasure drunk on the blood of the next generations and i've been through many strange confusions, splitting myself into to many faces now the mirror is broken, i can see the worms behind you may well have your ways of triumph, you may well have your ways of truth just gimme some room to breathe, that's all that i need me and my strange friends we all belong to the grand astral body (take my hand and i take you out of here) and there's you behind those legendary curtains take my hand before you wither in the crowd and i take you out of here this is the end of the show, i don't know was i wrong was i right oh love, i don't know, i wasn't perfect for sure but now i feel like a new born baby, lying in the dew of the morning laughing at the sky like a brave new apollo |
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