1. |
Intro (Shorthand)
00:59
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I can write shorthand
at sixty words per minute
and I can get away with it
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2. |
3 Chords Song
03:15
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*You don’t need lyrics for this song, just do the twist…*
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3. |
Macho
03:17
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C’mon babe
now what are you waiting for,
for Christmas maybe?
You know you love me
and now I’m willing
to love you too babe
You see these muscles?
And you ain’t seen the best yet,
the best is yet to come
‘cos I’m way too hot for you to see it,
I’m way too hot for you to see it,
I’m way too hot for you to see it
I’m way too motherfu*ckin’ hot
for you to see it….
Now come on babe
what are you waiting for,
for Chrismas maybe?
You know I’m macho
and I can give you
anything you wanted
‘cos I’m way too hot for you to see it,
I’m way too hot for you to see it,
I’m way too hot for you to see it
I’m way too motherfu*ckin’ hot
for you to see it….
Now come on babe,
you want money or power?
I’ve got it all
‘cos I’m way too hot for you to see it,
I’m way too hot for you to see it,
I’m way too hot for you to see it
I’m way too motherfu*ckin’ hot
for you to see it….
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4. |
Bad Things
03:22
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I’m doing bad things
I’m doing bad things
every time I’m bored
I cut angels their wings
I am a liar
I am a thief
I am an only person
in which I believe
I’ve always bullied other kids at school
I caused them bruises on the body and soul too
I caused them troubles, I know it ain’t cool
and these nasty things I’m going to do to you
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5. |
Know You Don't
02:17
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I know that you dont know me
As you would want,
As you should
But I will say it now
You look the way it kills me,
raise again
and it hurts
you just dont know how
I live in small appartement
It`s not clean,
But it`s nice
And it`s near from here too
I`ve got there bottle of wine
My old bed
And two turtles
They`re all waiting for you
***
I know you don’t know
But I love you so
And I can’t let you go
We both have our lives
Filled with goodbyes
And if you leave
Part of me dies
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6. |
My Friends
03:05
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My friend always says
„Listen to me, life’s too short to waste it“
She knows very well, she watches TV
Nearly five hours a day.
My other friend alway says to me
„man you got to find girlfriend“
Then he sits, he’s searching for porn
Nearly five hours a day
My friends always say
„Listen to us, life’s too short to waste it“
Then they get drunk, just like everyday
They were sober for an hour
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7. |
When Men Cry
03:36
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When there was your last beer in the fridge
And somebody drinks it
When there was your last meal on the stove
And somebody eats it
*WHEN MEN CRY*
When your team loses one last game
Just before finals
When your son calls you that he’s gay
Just before finals
*WHEN MEN CRY*
When your dog dies in a fight
With a cat
When you have to tell lies to your girl
That she ain’t fat
*WHEN MEN CRY*
When you find out
That your wife is a man
*WHEN MEN CRY*
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8. |
Beat Is On
03:34
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There is nowhere to run and the fact is that
I wish there was just one man behind my back
There is nowhere to hide, so wish me luck
Angel stand on my side, ‘cos I’m pretty fucked
*Beat is on, beat is on,
Help me anybody ‘cos I’m on my own*
Now I’m standing right here right on this stage
Singing best that I can, for a minimal wage
We’re all living in here, this fucking age
Drummer it is on you, increase your rage
*Beat is on, beat is on,
Help me anybody ‘cos I’m on my own*
There is nowhere to run and the fact is that
I wish there was just more fans, behind my back
Fame and money are here, so wish me luck
Sex, drugs, money and you and I’m pretty fucked
*Beat is on, beat is on,
Help me anybody ‘cos I’m on my own*
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9. |
Song of Broken Bones
02:56
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Hey! I’ve got nothing to fight against,
No personal revenge,
This is my generation, generation
generation blues
Hey! No riots no revolt
Just do as you’ve been told
This is my generation, generation
generation blues
Hey! This is the song of broken bones
We’ve got to raise with microphones
This is my revolution, revolution
revolution yeah!
*TV’s and radios, doing their job
keeping us in masses.
Consume our messages, everything’s fine
nothing really matters.
This is song of broken bones
of our fucking generation.
Us who have got microphones
should start the revolution*
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10. |
Monster
02:33
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Everytime I sleep
I seem to be
A little closer
To my real me
Everytime I dream
I set free
An evil monster
Sleeping deep in me
Evil monster’s getting closer,
It’s got claws, teeth and it’s ready to bite yeah!
Everytime i feel you
Close to me
I want to taste
Your tasty meat
I want to drink
your dainty blood
i know that
you’d be really glad
Evil monster’s getting closer, It’s got claws, teeth and it’s ready to bite yeah!
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11. |
Sad
02:27
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Don’t you ever be sad,
‘cos when your heart cries
It makes my own heart stop.
Please don’t you weep
And every your tear
Should come with smile
Don’t you ever be mad
On me ‘cos I never meant
To make you that sad
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12. |
Wallet
03:22
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Where is my wallet?
Is it here or is it somewhere else?
I can’t find it anywhere…
Where is my wallet?
Where is my wallet?
Can somebody help me
Where is my wallet, my friends,
can you help me?
Where is my wallet…
oh wait, there it is on the table
where I looked before
I’m gonna take my wallet
and I’m out of here
Where are my keys, man?
Where are my keys,
I can’t find them anywhere
Where are my keys oh please?
Can somebody help me?
Can somebody help me… oh wait
I’ve got them in my pocket
I’ve got them in my pocket
How is this possible?
I’m gonna take my keys, my wallet, right now
and I’m out of here
Where is my jacket?
Where is my lovely
my lovely lovely lovely lovely
lovely jacket?
Oh wait, I’ve already got it on!
I’m gonna take my jacket, keys, my wallet
and I’m out of here… right now!
I’m gonna take my keys, my wallet, right now
and I’m out of here
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13. |
Mayonnaise
03:32
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*lyrics vary all the time*
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14. |
Strange Days
03:08
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Strange days invaded my life and my peace
Who would ever say that life can be so sad, as it is
Everything’s the same, everything but me
And the hardest thing is simply to be
And I remember days when a dealt with problems quite easily
And I remember days when troubles were passing so well
Now it is hard to wake up and now it’s not easy to smile,
Strange days for a while
Strange days invaded my life and my peace
Who would ever say that life can be so sad, as it is
I know it will be over soon, well, now it is not helping
You can’t really switch your mood when your soul is aching
And I remember days…
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15. |
I Don't Care
02:15
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I am deeply concerned about everything!
I often get into political debates and shit.
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