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Tracklist
01. Disillusion Avenue
02. Time to wonder (Heartbeat version '97)
03. I just can't believe
04. Riding on a dead horse (live)
05. Reptile (live with J.M.Watts)
06. Bring me home (NOFX-Mix)
07. Every generation (live)
08. My little world (live)
09. Whitebread
10. Out on the weekend (Mix)
11. Jörg Sievers Blues (Bonus-Track)
Time to wonder (Heartbeat version '97)
we've got time to wait
and we wait still it's too late
we always think in seconds in a world of hours and days
we've got bones and blood
is this all what we've got
I thought there was a brain but maybe I just thought in vain
this is not the time to wonder
and this is not the time to cry
this is not the time to sleep while we fight
and this is not the time to die
reality and dreams
reality is not what it seems
it's not the way we want it it's just the way it gotta be
we've got love and hate
but we can't estimate
what's the right solution to kill the illusion of this world
this is not the time to wonder
and this is not the time to cry
this is not the time to sleep while we fight
and this is not the time to die
and this is not the time to wonder
this is just a time to fear
don't worry about the meaning don't worry 'bout the world
it's the question how to see clear
Riding on a dead horse (live)
I'm out in the streets
I'm feeling pretty save
I don't know where to go
I miss the warm sheets
Of my narrow city cave
I am drivin' slow
Stop and Go
She said her love is deeper than I know
Is it so, that's what I'm aking myself
It's ten past ten
I stop for some gas
A pack of cigarettes
And a chat with the moon
The city disappears
I am counting my miles
It's cold outside
Tonight
She said her love is deeper than I know
Is it so, that's what I'm asking
She said her love is stronger than herself
Is that so, or am I just riding on a dead horse
Riding on a dead horse
She said her love is deeper than I know
Is it so, that's what I'm asking
She said her love is stronger than herself
Is it so, or am I just riding on a dead horse
Riding on a dead horse ...
Reptile (live with J.M.Watts)
I'm a magpie.
I pick up anything that shines.
I never miss a single opportunity
to strengthen my immunity.
Everyone has one great story to tell.
Everyone has one great story,
I'll wait until they give it to me
I'm a reptile.
I can't do nothing till I'm warm.
And recently you find me lying naked in the sunshine,
just waiting for it !
Everyone has one great lover,
maybe they will not discover.
I'm a reptile
Never in my life
have I felt so sure.
Never in my life could I hope for more.
Hoping and dreaming
my time will come.
I don't care about anyone !
I'm a beetle.
If you squash me, it'll rain.
If you flip over on my back
I'll have a lot of trouble getting up again.
Everyone has one great lover in their life.
Everyone has one great lover,
maybe they will not discover
I'm a reptile yeah
I'm a reptile yeah
I'm a magpie,
it will steal it, take it,
reptile it will do it, break it,
reptile and if you squash me, it'll rain
Bring me home (NOFX-Mix)
There is this emptyness I carry around with me
Just like a hole that YOU will never see
I wander in the sun but it's cold inside of me
I'm a monkey in the zoo but someone cut my tree
Hey God if YOU are really up there and I am not alone
Just do me a favor,
Bring me home
Just do me a favor,
Bring me home
My oversized bedroom appears so small without YOU
I've tried it all from pills to gin but haven't found the clue
It's like someone has locked the door so I can't get through
to where the emptyness is wiped away by YOU
Hey God if YOU are really up there and I am not alone
Just do me a favor,
Bring me home
Every generation got its own desease (live)
the more we take the less we give
that's the modern way to live
and someone said live fast die young
but the time runs always faster son
diseases come diseases go
welcome to the final show
let's shake hands with plastic gloves
and watch out for the last white doves
and believe me baby every generation
got its own disease
and I've got mine so help me please
believe me baby every generation
got its own disease
and I've got mine so help me please
I think that I'm too young to die
love that girl and say goodbye
change the girls like underwear
using bodies without care
the love has gone and what we've got
is sweet perfume of sex and blood
and believe me baby every generation
got its own disease
and I've got mine so help me please
believe me baby every generation
got its own disease
and I've got mine babe so help me please
and believe me baby every generation
got its own disease
and I've got mine babe help me please
believe me baby every generation
got its own disease
and I've got mine babe help me please
help me please
help me please
help me please
tell it baby every generation
got its own disease
and I've got mine babe help me please
and I say every, every, every
every generation got ist own desease
every, every, every
every generation got ist own desease
My little world (live)
Welcome to my little world
Piggys playing in the dirt
Children laughing under the sun
They all have fun
Sorry it's too bad
It's only in my head
Welcome to my little dream
Chocolate ice and lots of cream
You'll never hear an angry word
The cat loves the bird
So sorry it's too bad
It's only in my head
Welcome to my little world
Piggys playing in the dirt
Children laughing under the sun
They all have fun
Sorry it's too bad
It's only in my head
Whitebread
All the money she saved
For this holiday trip in the sun
All disappeared in someone's pocket, babe
Accountments by a gun
Now the days are gone
And the kids are with granny
I knew they won't come far
As they left the airport
And they rent a car
Whitebread don't go to Miami
'Cause they don't like kinda guys like you down there
Whitebread don't go to Miami
'Cause they don't like kinda guys like you down there
He was good in cars
He knows how to fix them
'Cause he's been steeling them
Since he's ten
And now he's the king of the street
And she's good in love
She knows how to treat you right
'Cause she's used to lick
Since she's seven
And now she's on and up in a crack heaven
Whitebread don't go to Miami
'Cause they don't like kinda guys like you down there
Whitebread don't go to Miami
'Cause they don't like kinda guys like you down there
Whitebread don't go to Miami
'Cause they don't like kinda guys like you down there
Whitebread don't go to Miami
'Cause they don't like kinda guys like you down there
Chucky goes 'round down to Rosenheim
Chucky goes 'round, go down
Chucky goes 'round down to Rosenheim
Chucky goes 'round, go down
And now
Walls are crying
Black and white
Colors are deeper
And you change out the light
Out on the weekend (Mix)
Think I'll pack it in and buy a pick-up
Take it down to L.A.
Find a place to call my own and try to fix up
Start a brand new day
The woman I'm thinking of
she loved me all up
But I'm so down today
She's so fine she's in my mind
I hear her callin'
See the lonely boy, out on the weekend
Trying to make it stay
Can't relate to joy, he tries to speak and
Can't begin to say
She got pictures on the wall
That make me look up
From her big brass bed
Now I'm running down the road trying to stay up
Somewhere in her head
The woman I'm thinking of
she loved me all up
But I'm so down today
She's so fine she's in my mind
I hear her callin'
See the lonely boy, out on the weekend
Trying to make it pay
Can't relate to joy, he tries to speak and
Can't begin to say
Jörg Sievers Blues (Bonus-Track)
Oh, yeah.
Morgen gehen wir erstmal richtig einen Kicken, ne?!
Hier drüben auf'm Bolzplatz, Thorsten?!
Schießt du als Torwart dem Stürmer den Ball gegen's Knie
und er geht rein,
dann bist du eine Flasche, du bist so schlecht wie nie
du mußt Jörg Sievers sein
Das ist der Jörg Sievers Blues
Ouhh
Aber dann hast du deine Sternstunde
und schießt den Elfmeter in die Mitte
und der Torwart fliegt nach links, jaha
Ich hab' den Jörg Sievers Blues
Jörg Sievers Blues
Alter Schwede
Solo, Solo, Solo
Das, ja. Das ist hier die Sportschau-Intromelodie der 90er Jahre
Hier sind wir wieder, immer gern genommen
Jörg Sievers Blues
Tor des Monats
Wählen Sie aus, zwischen den zehn entscheidenden Nicht-Toren
Das dusseligste Tor des Jahrtausends
Warum passiert es denn immer nur dem Jörg Sievers,
daß er dem Gegner den Ball ans Knie schießt
und er geht rein?
Es geht ihm schlecht
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