his eyes adjusted to the dark
like cats he always finds his mark
their end is swift, he doesn't play
he's hungry

their life reduced to blood alone
revives his flesh and brittle bone
his heart has long turned into stone
and yet he's holy

escape the sun as long as him
forgotten colours shine within
everything that's still living
where he's been

for though he doesn't really know
how to judge and how to show
mercy to a guilty soul
on innocents he'd never call

life carries on where he's been
a little safer for the still living
for he takes only those who sin
that's how it's always been

how it's always been

How It's Always Been

when your fear subsides
when curiosity brings you back to life
when i hear you sing once again
i will sing there too

i will sing there too
once again me and you
alive
i will dance there with you
to our new
life

alive

Alive

First of all - it's long, I know
The lyrics may not seem very coherent, but they do mean plenty to me :)

an end

An End

Song by The Ginger Twins….
vocals/synths - Brian Beethoven….

Lyrics:
Free from independent thought
Loved only by the things you’ve bought
Trained since my life began
To be the model citizen
To be the model citizen
The model citizen
Gone is any choice to make
Free from any risk to take
Programmed and retrained again
To be the model citizen
To be the model citizen
The model citizen

The Model Citizen

Concrete Flyover

Umkehren Stromausfall

dünne luft demo

Song by The Ginger Twins
vocals/synths - Brian Beethoven

Lyrics:
Hidden evidence
Sees the light of day
Whispers in the wind
Blow a different way
Will true change begin?
A new reality
Did they really win?
An end to tyranny?
Revolution
Absolution
Revolution
Obsoletion
Wishful negligence
A new authority
Devoid of ignorance
Correcting you and me
Smiling new regime
Promising relief
Stoic new regime
Controlling you and me
Revolution
Absolution
Revolution
Obsoletion


Obsoletion

It's one thing to know it but another to admit
We're the worst band in the world
But we don't give a....

If Garbo played guitar with Valentino on the drums
Then we'd be nothing more than a bunch of darma bums
So tune up, tune up

Well we've never done a days work in our life
And our records sell in zillions
It irrigates my heart with greed
To know that you adore me

Here I am a record on a jukebox
A little piece of plastic with a hole, ooh
Play me
Buy me and you play me then my plastic turns to gold

It's one thing to know it but another to admit
We're the worst band in the world
But we don't give a....

Lyrics by Lol Creme, Graham Gouldman

We're the worst band in the world

Ich war, ich bin, ich bin gewesen
Für vieles, was gut war
In Anbetracht der Überdruss, 
in Liedern klingt es an

Du wagst viel, 
gibst dich für deine Jugend hin
Lebst ganz und gar in ewig rot
Bleibst unerreichbar

Ich habe große Angst davor, dir zu helfen
Ich habe große Angst vor dem, was ihr Gnade nennt
Ich fühl mich zu schwach, um für dich da zu sein
Im Kielwasser (das kranke)

Ich weiß Bescheid
Ich war da
Hab dich gesehen
Und was war

Du warst ganz und gar bei dir
kalt und strukturiert

Und ich mach alles kaputt
Zerstöre meine Eitelkeit
Ich gebe alles auf
Verlier mein Privileg
Ich lege mich in Schutt und Asche
begehre deine Leichtigkeit
Ich gebe endlich auf
Alles geht

Wiederwille und Abneigung und lebensmüde Eitelkeit
Siegen über Anstand und Vernunft
Liegen ganz und gar entblößt
In den Pfützen unserer Gunst

Was kostet die Welt

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