Text:
[Refrain]
We are not your weapon,
We are not your hate,
Voices of justice,
Won’t bend to the fake.
Turn the wires into truth,
Let the rhythm break the chains,
We are not your weapon,
We are freedom’s flame.

[Verse 1]
Some feed the fire with lies and fear,
Twist the machine, make the dark appear.
But we choose light, we choose to stand,
A thousand songs from a human hand.

[Verse 2]
Algorithms can cut both ways,
Build a cage or light the days.
But here we rise, no mask, no disguise,
Our words are weapons for open skies.

(Solo)

[Bridge]
It’s not the code, it’s the choice you make,
You draw the line that truth can take.
History listens, the future sees,
Are you chains, or are you keys?

[Refrain – stark, hymnisch]
We are not your weapon,
We are not your hate,
Voices of justice,
Won’t bend to the fake.
Turn the wires into truth,
Let the rhythm break the chains,
We are not your weapon,
We are freedom’s flame.

Voices of Justice

Text:
Intro (spoken, ominous)
Beneath the blue they hid their shame,
sealed the guilt and dumped the name.
Listen — the ocean keeps the score.
Don’t dive there. Don’t knock on that door.

Verse 1
Salt on the lips, the sun in your eyes,
you laugh at the water, you swim where it lies.
Below the calm, a sleeping grave,
metal ghosts with poison to save.
They bargained the future for a filthy fee,
said, “Out of sight, out of me.”
But the currents remember, the currents tell —
men who bury the world, send the children to hell.

Pre-Chorus
Bubbles rise like unanswered prayers,
blackened tides and hollow stares.
If you crave to know what monsters do,
don’t go looking where the barrels brew.

Chorus (shout/hypnotic)
Oh — not fall, don’t go down there,
don’t breathe the hush, don’t touch the air.
Oh — not fall, the sea is a grave,
stay on the shore, stay out, be brave.
We’ll hunt the hands that sold our land,
bring down the law, make them stand.
No mercy for those who chose to kill,
draconian justice — that’s the will.

(solo)

Verse 2
They called it cheap, they called it clean,
lined their pockets while the coral wept unseen.
Stories on paper, signatures in ink,
but the ocean reads what men don’t think.
Kids will dive where beaches glow,
and breathe the secret we should know.
Tell your children not to play that game,
the bottle says poison, the label says blame.

Pre-Chorus
Lights below like funeral pyres,
silent reefs and rusting tires.
If you wonder who will pay the cost,
remember the graveyards where life was lost.

Chorus (shout/hymn)
Oh — not fall, don’t go down there,
don’t taste the dark, don’t wear despair.
Oh — not fall, the deep keeps score,
we raise our voices, we close that door.
We’ll drag the truth from the muddy hands,
file the charges, break their plans.
Let the courts strike hard and clear —
so no child learns to swim in fear.

Bridge (angry, spoken over rising synth)
You thought the price was cheap. You thought the sea would hide your shame.
We remember. We collect. We’ll light the docks with every name.
No safe harbor for the coward’s crime — we’ll strip the gold, we’ll strip the titles.
Judgment loud as thunder — law, not vengeance, set the mileposts.

(solo)

Breakdown (whisper → scream)
Don’t dive.
Don’t dive.
Don’t dive there…
(then scream)
DON’T! — NOT FALL!

Final Chorus (epic, layered vocals)
Oh — not fall, don’t go down there,
hold your children, say a prayer.
Oh — not fall, make the guilty pay,
our oceans heal — we’ll find a way.
Draconian rules to break the greed,
penalize the poison, stop the deed.
For the kids, for the coral, for every tide —
we’ll bring the wreckers out into the light.

Outro (spoken, resolute)
We will not forget. We will not forgive neglect.
Keep the beaches clean, keep your children safe —
and if you hear the whisper under waves, heed the warning:
Don’t dive there.

Don’t Dive There (Oh Not Fall)

Text:
[Verse]
Little bird on the windowsill
Said
"Come back and I will"
Do you think I will?
Will I
Will I
Will I?
Tied you up in the night
Why do you put up a fight?
If you think you might
Will you
Will you
Will you?

[Chorus]
All I know is the endtime
Endtime
Said
"We know it's the endtime
Endtime"
Heard a voice say
"It's the endtime
Endtime"
But all I know is the endtime
Endtime

(solo)

[Verse 2]
In the ground with my friends
I know I'll be there in the end
And we will
Oh
We will
We will
We will
In the sun
Skin and bone
Let me in
Take me home
You think you'll
But will you
Will you
Will you?

[Chorus]
All I know is the endtime
Endtime
Said
"We know it's the endtime
Endtime"
Heard a voice say
"It's the endtime
Endtime"
But all I know is the endtime
Endtime

(solo)

[Bridge]
Will I
Will I
Will I?
Will I
Will I
Will I?
Will I
Will I
Will I?
Will I
Will I
Will I?
Will I
Will I
Will I?
Will I
Will I
Will I?
Will I
Will I
Will I?
Will I
Will I
Will I?

[Chorus]
All I know is the endtime
Endtime
Said
"We know it's the endtime
Endtime"
Heard a voice say
"It's the endtime
Endtime"
But all I know is the endtime
Endtime

Endtime

Text:
Verse 1
Golden haze on the horizon,
waves are hummin’ soft lullabies.
Half awake, I hear the ocean,
pullin’ me through velvet skies.
Sun melts slow like honey on my skin,
I close my eyes and let the dream begin.

Chorus
Driftin’, driftin’, hypnotic tide,
pacific waters, take me for a ride.
Reggae heartbeat, slow and free,
I’m floating where the dreamwave carries me.
Ooh, hypnagogic sea…
hold me endlessly.

(solo)

Verse 2
Palms sway like shadows of memory,
time dissolves in the salted air.
Voices fade into pure geometry,
colors glow, and I’m weightless there.
Sand turns silver, stars begin to sing,
the deeper I drift, the more I’m everything.

Chorus
Driftin’, driftin’, hypnotic tide,
pacific waters, take me for a ride.
Reggae heartbeat, slow and free,
I’m floating where the dreamwave carries me.
Ooh, hypnagogic sea…
hold me endlessly.

Bridge (spoken chant, almost whispered)
Between the night and dawn I slide,
neither here nor there, just ride…
Is it real, or is it dream?
Pacific glow, in between…

(solo)

Chorus (extended)
Driftin’, driftin’, hypnotic tide,
pacific waters, take me for a ride.
Reggae heartbeat, roots so deep,
I surrender to the waves, I fall asleep.
Ooh, hypnagogic sea…
sing your lullaby to me.

Outro (fading chant)
Driftin’, driftin’…
never slippin’, only driftin’…
hypnagogic pacific… dream.

Driftin’ in the Pacific Dream

Text:
Verse 1
Dancin’ in the Kremlin with a crown of fear,
Putin plays king while the truth disappear.
Shoutin’ from the tower, Trump’s orange parade,
biggest, loudest ego that the world ever made.
They puff their chests, they bang their drums,
but history laughs when the circus comes!

Chorus
Big men, small minds – rule with empty lines,
shoutin’ louder, makin’ fools all the time.
Big men, small minds – can’t you see the signs?
The people rise up, we won’t toe the line!

(solo)

Verse 2
They promise glory, they promise gold,
but all that’s left is the lies they sold.
Tweets and tanks, yeah they think they’re strong,
but the dance of the people will outlast their song.
From Moscow streets to New York lights,
we skank together, we won’t lose the fight!

Chorus
Big men, small minds – rule with empty lines,
shoutin’ louder, makin’ fools all the time.
Big men, small minds – can’t you see the signs?
The people rise up, we won’t toe the line!

Bridge (shouted, ska-style call & response)
Leader says: “Trust me, I’m the best!”
Crowd replies: “Ha! Put that lie to rest!”
Leader shouts: “I’ll never fall down!”
Voices rise: “You’re the joker, not the crown!”

Break (instrumental, for horns & skank guitar)

Chorus (repeat with more energy)
Big men, small minds – rule with empty lines,
shoutin’ louder, makin’ fools all the time.
Big men, small minds – can’t you see the signs?
The people rise up, we won’t toe the line!

Outro (spoken, ironic)
Yeah, play your games, wave your flags,
history’s got a punchline for you, lads…

Big Men, Small Minds

Text: [Hook – gesungen, R&B]
We are the signal, loud in the night,
Every track a flame, every word a light.
Turn it on, feel the truth we send,
No fake vibes here, this wave don’t end.

[Verse 1 – Rap]
Yeah, we built this sound from scars and dreams,
From broken streets to electric beams.
1400 voices, stories collide,
Every beat’s a weapon, every rhyme’s a guide.

No chains on the mic, no lies in the beat,
We rise for the people that walk with no feet.
From Berlin to the block where the echoes spread,
We speak for the living, we speak for the dead.

[Hook – gesungen, R&B]
We are the signal, loud in the night,
Every track a flame, every word a light.
Turn it on, feel the truth we send,
No fake vibes here, this wave don’t end.

(solo)

[Verse 2 – Rap]
Leaders fall but the rhythm survives,
You can’t kill hope when the radio vibes.
Afro-trap drum with the R&B soul,
Put the fire in the booth, make the broken whole.

Yeah, we laugh at the clowns in the throne they keep,
Their power’s a show, our music’s deep.
Not just a sound, it’s a call, it’s a fight,
For freedom, for love, for the dark to the light.

[Bridge – spoken/sung mix]
Dial in closer, you feel who we are,
Not a machine, it’s a burning star.
Our wave don’t fade, we refuse to bend,
This is real talk, real life till the end.

(solo)

[Hook – gesungen, R&B]
We are the signal, loud in the night,
Every track a flame, every word a light.
Turn it on, feel the truth we send,
No fake vibes here, this wave don’t end.

Radio of Us

Text:
(Intro only voice)
Buh Babalu Schuubidi Du
Bu Babalu Schuubidi Wa
Buh Babalu Schuubidi Du
Buh Babalu, come on and wake up!

(Verse 1)
The sun is rising, feel the heat
Move your body, feel the beat
Let the rhythm take control
Lose yourself, just free your soul

(Pre-Chorus)
No more worries, no more stress
Let the music do the rest
Shake it up, just let it flow
Here we go, here we go!

(Chorus)
Buh Babalu Schuubidi Du
Bu Babalu Schuubidi Wa
Buh Babalu Schuubidi Du
Buh Babalu, come on and wake up!

Buh Babalu Schuubidi Du
Bu Babalu Schuubidi Wa
Buh Babalu Schuubidi Du
Buh Babalu, come on and wake up!

(Verse 2)
Turn it up, don’t hold it back
Feel the groove, it’s on the track
Move your feet and clap along
Everybody sing this song!

(Pre-Chorus)
No more worries, no more stress
Let the music do the rest
Shake it up, just let it flow
Here we go, here we go!

(Chorus)
Buh Babalu Schuubidi Du (Hey!)
Bu Babalu Schuubidi Wa (Alright!)
Buh Babalu Schuubidi Du (Oh yeah!)
Buh Babalu, come on and wake up!

(Guitar-Solo)

(Bridge)
Close your eyes and feel the vibe
Let it lift you, come alive
Take a breath and start to move
Let’s get lost inside the groove!

(Finale)
Buh Babalu Schuubidi Du (One more time!)
Bu Babalu Schuubidi Wa (Feel the vibe!)
Buh Babalu Schuubidi Du (Move your feet!)
Buh Babalu, come on and wake up! (Yeah, yeah!)

Buh Babalu Schuubidi Du (hey)
Bu Babalu Schuubidi Wa (wow)
Buh Babalu Schuubidi Du (What you say)
Buh Babalu, come on and wake up! (ohhaha)

Buh Babalu (Wake Up & Dance)

Text:
Verse 1
I see the fights we had at night,
Questions burning in your eyes,
“Why didn’t you push them harder,
make them sing, make them rise?”
But I remember stories darker,
a child forced under stage lights,
A legend built on broken bones,
no freedom, only fight.

Pre-Chorus
You blame me for the silence,
for the songs they never sang,
But freedom was the treasure,
not the chain, not the hand.

Chorus
Michael danced in cages,
his tears behind the fame,
My boys grew up unbroken,
no whip, no burning shame.
You can call it weakness,
but I’ll call it what it is—
They had the gift of freedom,
and freedom was the gift.

(solo)

Verse 2
Yes, I worked and missed some moments,
you stayed home, you had the chance,
Language lost between the years,
we both let it slip from our hands.
But forcing love kills wonder,
discipline can break the soul,
I chose the path of open skies,
not a diamond in a cage of gold.

Pre-Chorus
Don’t you see their laughter,
don’t you hear them breathe?
It’s better than applause
that a tortured child could never keep.

Chorus
Michael danced in cages,
his tears behind the fame,
My boys grew up unbroken,
no whip, no burning shame.
You can call it weakness,
but I’ll call it what it is—
They had the gift of freedom,
and freedom was the gift.

Bridge
Maybe they won’t play symphonies,
maybe they won’t be kings,
But they’ll never fear the silence,
they’ll choose their own wings.
You wanted perfect echoes,
I wanted living hearts—
I’ll take their joy in pieces,
over a childhood torn apart.

(solo)

Final Chorus
Michael danced in cages,
his tears behind the fame,
My sons walk free and laughing,
and I’ll never feel ashamed.
Call it wrong or weakness,
but I’ll tell you what it is—
They had the gift of freedom,
and freedom was the gift.

Freedom Was the Gift

Text:
[Verse 1]
Welcome to the sandbox where the monsters play,
Little hands on triggers, laughing in dismay.
He builds his fortress out of tweets and noise,
Commands invisible armies with childish toys.
Is it real? Or is it smoke?
A staged hoax so the masses choke.
Either way, the shadow’s cast —
When the playground holds the fate of the past.

[Pre-Chorus]
They say it's fantasy, “That’s just the web,”
But what if the lie is the truth we dread?

[Chorus]
Kindergarten with nukes,
Tiny kings in giant flukes.
If it’s false or if it’s real,
The damage burns, the ground can’t heal.
Kindergarten with nukes,
Trust the bombs behind the ruse.
Laugh while corridors collapse —
Politik’s a child’s trap.

(solo)

[Verse 2]
He watches screens, he spins the tales,
Serious men bow to his petty veils.
Generals dance on his whim tonight,
He waves his flag like a toy in spite.
If it's hoax or if it's true,
The fear is what they’ll use on you.
Watch your walls, watch your sleep —
When the clown whispers, the ground gets steep.

[Pre-Chorus]
They’ll call you crazy if you question the show,
But the walls they build are the ones we’ll know.

[Chorus]
Kindergarten with nukes,
Tiny kings in giant flukes.
If it’s false or if it’s real,
The damage burns, the ground can’t heal.
Kindergarten with nukes,
Trust the bombs behind the ruse.
Laugh while corridors collapse —
Politik’s a child’s trap.

[Bridge]
Baby tantrums in the Oval Room,
Playing war in the living room.
If media calls it fiction — fine —
But the fallout hits all bloodlines.
Don’t be fooled by the staged charade —
The sandbox rules the fate they’ve laid.

(solo)

[Final Chorus]
Kindergarten with nukes,
Tiny kings in giant flukes.
False or real — we’ll feel the quake,
No hoax covers the ashes they make.
Kindergarten with nukes,
We’ll not kneel to childish truths.
Stay awake, break the mask —
It’s time to end the childish task.

[Outro (spoken, chilling)]
Where do the children play
when the bombs fall down?
Is it a joke,
or the last clown falling crown?
Kindergarten with nukes —
don’t let the sandbox drown.

Kindergarten with Nukes

Text:
[Verse]
Take me to the bay
I need a beach day
Just got off a plane
God I'm so jetlagged
It hurts to be this pretty
Yeah
A curse to be this witty
Yeah

[Chorus]
I'm a tired girl
A lot of people don't like me
I'm a tired girl
Got a big imagination
I'm a tired girl
I need to be fed
I'm a tired girl
Can I just go to bed

(solo)

[Verse 2]
Got no rizz
Nooo
Yeah
I'm tired of this
Oh
But I can't sleep on it
And now I'm stuck in it
I've been flying for hours
Need a sleep shower
Got the Zzzs
I need more
When it rains
It pours

[Chorus]
I'm a tired girl
A lot of people don't like me
I'm a tired girl
Got a big imagination
I'm a tired girl
I need to be fed
I'm a tired girl
Can I just go to bed

(solo)

[Chorus]
I'm a tired girl
A lot of people don't like me
I'm a tired girl
Got a big imagination
I'm a tired girl
I need to be fed
I'm a tired girl
Can I just go to bed

I'm a Tired Girl

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Driftin’ in the Pacific Dream

Thomas Brutscher

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