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Pink Bubbles Go Ape
(Kiske) |
Some people are much too smart
They know everything before it starts Eating wisdom with the pail
In your darkest hour I will sing this song for you Cry and tell
Pink bubbles go ape! |
Kids Of The Century
(Kiske) |
We poison our hearts
We poison our seas We burn down the paradise We're stoppin' good waves
We're lost in this time--we create so fine
We're the kids of the century--we're lost in our games
Ev'rytime when you look around things will smile at you
We're the kids. . . |
Back On The Streets
(Grapow / Kiske) |
I've been told in the name of something
I've got to know what it means to play the game Too many faces around they're talking
Back on the streets, that's where we are
You know better than me the rules are:
It's good to know who is who in our game
Back on the streets. . . Please Mister Know-how just bring me the news
There's one thing about you, you're dying to prove
Back on the streets. . . |
Number One
(Weikath) |
Each time when one more year was over
You refused to hear heavven's bells sound And the happiness in you heart's been set lower You were searching for friends but no one seemed to be 'round You merely should think of the good times
Now it's time for happiness, stay hard and trust your fate
Shout at the world don't care what they say
Now it's time. . . |
Heavy Metal Hamsters
(Weikath / Kiske) |
There are some fellows soft and mellow
Sitting in the field and play like hell No one knows the way it goes But all the songs they play they sound so well Tonight we go to see the Heavy Metal Hamsters
A 20th century Fox came by
Things are settled now for our Heavy Metal Hamsters
The sweet taste of success is strong
What is wrong with our Heavy Metal Hamster?
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Goin' Home
(Kiske) |
You think I could be the one to look inside your mind
I don't think we'll have the time, so let us get in line Another town another bed, another thing to go
My head is empty, all the stories that I've known I've told
Anyway and anyhow we did it, it was good
'Cause after this I'm gone, the show is done
By the time that you think 'bout it twice no spotlight makes you
stay
(Solo) The plane is ready in my head, so many things to do
A kind of peace inside is growing, thinking 'bout the shows
Now this is it I'm gone, the show is done
I'll go home. . . |
Someone's Crying
(Grapow) |
What keeps on telling me to stay on the way I chose
What keeps on giving me all the strength to carry on Give me some time, can't sleep anymore at night
I feel strong, but someone is crying, I know
Don't need to stone my brain, I need my head for something else
Send me a sign, don't wanna resign too soon
I feel strong, but someone is crying, I know
Send me a sign, don't wanna resign too soon
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Mankind
(Grapow / Kiske) |
Here is all mankind so proud of their achievements
There is a stone that is warmer than you Look how we stand in the stream of illusions
Here you laugh and there you cry
There's no fear for anything
Animals dying for our vanity
Drinking the blood of the weak, it's so easy
Here you cheat and there you lie
One day we will face His throne
Prosperity, luxury, fast food is rising
Here you laugh and there you cry
Here you cheat and there you lie
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I'm Doin Fine Crazy Man
(Grosskopf / Grapow) |
Thunder, flash and lightening is working on my back
The tables in the kitchen are tryin' to break my neck All the late night memories are leaning in my shoes
I can taste what's in the sun
You can't see me 'cause now I'm all free
Sitting on a paperback 'cause I don't know what really cracks
No one tells me what to do 'cause no one knows what I've been through
It's time to touch the sky
I can taste. . . |
The Chance
(Grapow) |
We're living in a constant fight
Too much pressure everywhere And all around Don't let it pull you down
Don't you depend on someone else
The chance you got comes never twice
Time will come but don't you hide
You're led by God but you're not a pawn
Just let them fool around
Try to be as smart as you can be
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Your Turn
(Kiske) |
Now there is this day, a lot of things are changing
Can't just kick it away, got to get things right Sometimes it happens fast and nothin' seems to last The thing that I once started isn't mine anymore I guess now it's my turn You've got a face like a child, got a mind like a woman
Now it's your turn to break free
See the little boy holding mama's hand
It's your turn to break free. . . This world is crying to be free
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