Text:
Verse 1
Lang, lang ist’s her, am Meer von Myra,
da lebte Nikolaus — kein Mann von Zinn und Plastik.
Ein Bischof, gütig, voller Herz,
half den Armen, teilte Brot, war für die Seelen Schmerz.
Er kam aus Lykien, was heute Türkei heißt,
die Küsten des Südens, wo die Sonne nie entgleist.
Menschen liebten seinen Mut,
den Gabengedanken — das tat der Welt so gut.

Pre-Chorus
Doch der Nikolaus war nicht,
was man heut’ so denkt.
Er trug kein rotes Outfit,
und war nicht nur ein Trend.

Chorus
Vom Bischof zum Weihnachtsmann —
eine Reise durch die Zeit.
Nicht Cola hat ihn erst erfunden,
doch sie machten ihn bekannt weit und breit.
Von Myra bis Amerika,
von Palz bis New York Town —
ein alter Mann mit Gutem Blick —
der Weihnachtsmann, weltweit bekannt.

(solo)

Verse 2
Dann kam ein Pfälzer,
sein Name war Thomas Nast.
In Amerika zeichnete er ihn,
gab ihm Farbe, Form und Rast.
Er malte ihn in rot und weiß,
freundlich, rund, mit warmem Geist.
Und Coca-Cola nahm das Bild,
machte es groß — das weltbekannte Schild.

Pre-Chorus 2
Doch viel früher als der rote Mann,
gab’s den Helfer im Gewand.
Nikolaus mit Herz und Hand,
ein Bischof weit bekannt im Land.

Chorus
Vom Bischof zum Weihnachtsmann —
eine Reise durch die Zeit.
Nicht Cola hat ihn erfunden,
doch sie machten ihn bekannt weit und breit.
Von Myra bis Amerika,
von Palz bis New York Town —
ein alter Mann mit gutem Blick —
der Weihnachtsmann, weltweit bekannt.

Bridge (erklärend, leicht funky)
Er war ein Türke, lange, lange vor dem Rest,
ein Bischof voller Güte, nie für’s große Fest.
Dann Nast nahm Stift und Farbe,
gab ihm Lächeln, Bart und Farbe —
und Coca-Cola machte daraus
den Mann, den heute jedes Kind vertraut.

(solo)

Final Chorus (groß, euphorisch)
Vom Bischof zum Weihnachtsmann —
jetzt singen wir’s im Chor!
Geschichte bunt und voller Leben,
offen, wahr und echt davor.
Nikolaus der alte Freund,
der gibt und lacht und nie entweicht —
vom alten Hafen Myra’s Strand
zum roten Mann in jedem Land.

Vom Bischof zum Weihnachtsmann

Text:
Verse 1
Silk curtains, neon light,
Champagne truths dressed up white.
Smile wide, don’t ask why,
Everything’s fine if you don’t look twice.

Hands are clean, the room is warm,
Contracts signed, the silence sworn.
Close your eyes, enjoy the ride,
Nothing’s wrong if you decide.

Pre-Chorus
Whisper low, don’t say a word,
Every scream is softly blurred.
If it feels wrong, turn away,
That’s how games are always played.

Chorus
Don’t do it.
Don’t ask why.
Just relax, let it slide.
Don’t do it.
Don’t look too deep.
Some secrets are better to keep.

(solo)

Verse 2
Golden halls and empty stares,
Promises float in billionaire air.
Laugh it off, pour another drink,
Truth dissolves faster than you think.

Pictures smile, the clock stands still,
Power bends to private will.
History’s written by the calm,
While chaos sleeps in velvet arms.

Pre-Chorus
If you knew, you’d lose your seat,
Better dance than feel the heat.
Morals melt under control,
When comfort plays the leading role.

Chorus
Don’t do it.
Don’t ask why.
Just relax, let it slide.
Don’t do it.
Don’t look too deep.
Some secrets are better to keep.

Bridge (spoken / whispered)
No names.
No noise.
Just echoes behind closed doors.
Everybody knew —
but nobody heard.

(solo)

Final Chorus (bigger, darker)
Don’t do it.
Don’t break the spell.
Truth is bad for business, well…
Don’t do it.
Just close your eyes.
Relax —
and watch the world go blind.

Outro
Relax.
Don’t do it.
You already didn’t.

Don’t Do It

Text:
Verse 1
I remember when the streets were open wide,
Voices loud, no need to hide.
Words were free, the night was long,
Truth still felt like it belonged.

We danced on hope, not on fear,
Fell in love with what was real.
No shadows crawling through the door,
No secrets on the marble floor.

Pre-Chorus
They said “relax, don’t ask too much”,
Close your eyes, don’t feel the touch.
Smile softly, look away,
Some dreams rot if you let them stay.

Chorus
Don’t do it — don’t cross that line,
Some pleasures poison over time.
You say it’s love, you say it’s fine,
But broken dreams don’t age like wine.
Don’t do it — just let it go,
Some doors lead where you shouldn’t go.

(solo)

Verse 2
I dreamed of flags that stood for all,
Not just the strong, not just the tall.
They beat the hate, they beat the lies,
They broke the chains, they faced the skies.

The press was loud, the truth was rough,
But freedom didn’t scare us off.
Now silence sells, and noise is king,
And innocence is embarrassing.

Pre-Chorus 2
They whisper “relax, it’s just a game”,
Everybody else does the same.
But some smiles cost too much to wear,
Some rooms breathe a colder air.

Chorus
Don’t do it — don’t play that role,
You lose a piece, you sell your soul.
You call it power, you call it control,
But empty hands don’t make you whole.
Don’t do it — don’t shut your eyes,
Truth survives what comfort buys.

Bridge (dreamlike, almost spoken)
I saw a country in my sleep,
Where promises were meant to keep.
Where children weren’t a bargaining chip,
And power didn’t need a whip.

(solo)

Final Chorus (soft, resigned)
Don’t do it — just walk away,
Some dreams are cleaner if they stay…
Unlived, untouched, not bought, not sold,
Before the heart turned hard and cold.

Outro
I wake up now, the dream feels thin,
But I still know what we’ve been.

When the Dream Was Still Clean

Text:
Verse 1
Neon lights on silent streets,
postcards from a broken dream.
You said this land was built on truth,
but every promise tastes like glue.

Velvet words, a frozen stare,
hands so clean, but nothing’s fair.
You talk of freedom, talk of grace,
but I don’t feel it in this place.

Pre-Chorus
I hear you whisper “don’t ask why”,
just close your eyes and let it slide.

Chorus
Smiles without a soul tonight,
kisses cold as camera light.
You say it’s love, you say it’s fine,
but something here just crossed the line.
Smiles without a soul —
I see you now, I see it all.

(solo)

Verse 2
White curtains, doors locked tight,
laughter echoes late at night.
Every truth is dressed as play,
every sin just walks away.

You sell the dream, you sell the lie,
wrap it up in red and white.
Stars and stripes in perfect pose,
while something rots beneath the glow.

Pre-Chorus 2
You say “relax, don’t look too deep”,
some secrets beg to stay asleep.

Chorus
Smiles without a soul tonight,
touch that feels so wrong, so right.
You say it’s harmless, just a game,
but every silence screams a name.
Smiles without a soul —
I see you now, I see it all.

Hard Break / Dark Section (Billy-Idol-Style Shift)
Don’t look.
Don’t speak.
Don’t move.
Don’t think.

Close your eyes.
Play your role.
Pretty face —
empty soul.

(solo)

Final Chorus (bigger, darker)
Smiles without a soul tonight,
no more shadows, flood the light.
You can’t dance around the truth,
you can’t hide behind your youth.
Smiles without a soul —
The dream is dead, the mask is off.

Outro (cold, whispered)
History remembers the quiet ones too.

Smiles Without a Soul

Text:
Intro (spoken, leise)
Wenn Bomben fallen und keiner hinsieht,
ist das Schweigen lauter als jeder Schrei.

Verse 1
Kein Breaking News, kein Hashtag-Trend,
weil die Haut zu dunkel, der Name fremd.
Kinder weinen leise im Staub der Zeit,
doch die Welt scrollt weiter — klickt sich vorbei.

Mütter ohne Stimmen, Väter ohne Grab,
ein Land zerbricht Nacht für Nacht, Tag für Tag.
Kein Öl, kein Markt, kein strategischer Plan,
nur Menschenleben — im vergessenen Sudan.

Hook
Hört ihr die Stimmen, wenn die Welt wegschaut?
Hört ihr die Tränen, ganz leise, ganz laut?
Kein Krieg ist fern, kein Leid ist egal,
jedes Leben zählt — überall.

(solo)

Verse 2
Milizen marschieren, Dörfer brennen,
doch die Täter bleiben namenlos, unerkannt, unerwähnt.
Frauen auf der Flucht, Kinder ohne Schuh,
wer schützt sie, wenn die Kameras ruh’n?

Man nennt es Konflikt, man nennt es Chaos,
doch es ist Mord, wenn keiner etwas daraus macht.
Wenn Schweigen regiert und Gleichgültigkeit siegt,
dann ist es die Menschheit, die sich selbst betrügt.

Hook
Hört ihr die Stimmen, wenn die Welt wegschaut?
Hört ihr die Tränen, ganz leise, ganz laut?
Kein Krieg ist fern, kein Leid ist egal,
jedes Leben zählt — überall.

Bridge (fast gesprochen)
Ist es, weil sie schwarz sind?
Ist es, weil sie arm sind?
Oder weil Mitgefühl Grenzen hat,
wenn Profit nichts verspricht?

(solo)

Verse 3
Ich rappe nicht aus Wut, ich rappe aus Pflicht,
weil jedes Schweigen ein weiteres Opfer bricht.
Keine Seite ist rein, kein Täter gerecht,
Kriegsverbrechen bleiben Verbrechen — egal, wer sie begeht.

Gebt diesen Menschen Namen, gebt ihnen Zeit,
gebt ihnen Schutz, nicht nur Mitleid.
Denn wer heute wegschaut,
schaut morgen in den Spiegel und sieht… nichts.

Outro (ruhig)
Hört auf mit den Kriegsverbrechen.
Hört auf wegzusehen.
Der Sudan brennt —
und wir alle tragen Licht oder Dunkelheit in uns.

Sudan, wenn die Welt wegschaut

Text:
Verse 1
I hear the past in broken tones,
vinyl ghosts and silicon bones.
Neon once was all we knew,
now the colors learned something new.

Cities breathe in silent code,
dreams are light, not heavy loads.
I won’t be there, I understand,
but my echo still shakes your hand.

Pre-Chorus
Time is not a straight-line train,
it bends for loss, it bends for pain.
If you hear this, I’m already gone —
but the signal carries on.

Chorus
This is synthwave in fifty years,
less nostalgia, more real tears.
No past to sell, no myth to save,
just future hands that learn to wave.
I didn’t make it — you will see,
but I left a sound of me.

(solo)

Verse 2
The machines don’t sound like us,
they learned silence, learned to trust.
Beats that breathe, not tight, not clean,
imperfect like the space between.

No chorus built for endless nights,
just slow truths and fading lights.
They stopped looping what once was cool,
they learned that progress breaks the rule.

Pre-Chorus 2
If time travel’s real, it’s not a door,
it’s memory bleeding through the floor.
You don’t go back, you don’t go far —
you stay right where the questions are.

Chorus
This is synthwave in fifty years,
no sharp edges, no fake fears.
No neon grids, no 80s lie,
just future skies that ask you why.
I won’t arrive where you stand,
but I shaped the sound you understand.

Bridge (spoken / filtered)
I don’t fear the future.
I fear being forgotten.
So I leave this frequency —
not to be remembered,
but to be felt.

(solo)

Final Chorus
This is synthwave in fifty years,
less control, more volunteers.
If time is kind, you’ll hear my voice
inside the noise you didn’t choose.
I couldn’t stay — that’s not defeat,
I traveled forward through this beat.

Outro
(static fades into warmth)
Time doesn’t wait.
But sound survives.

Post-Neon Tomorrow

Nocturne Op. 9 No. 2 (Trance Reimagined)

Text:
Verse 1
Midnight neon on my skin
Plastic smiles, we’re diving in
Every promise tastes the same
Sugar-coated, coded games

Screens are talking, we obey
Trading nights for brighter days
Truth is folded, pressed and sold
Hearts run warm, but souls feel cold

Pre-Chorus
You want control, I want release
You sell desire piece by piece

Chorus
Velvet machines, they whisper slow
Telling us things we want to know
Touch the dream, don’t ask why
We chase reflections passing by

Velvet machines, dressed in grace
No real name, no real face
Everybody wants the throne
But nobody wants to be alone

(solo)

Verse 2
Mirror walls and borrowed skin
Who are you when lights go dim?
Love on credit, faith on loan
Built a kingdom out of chrome

We pretend we’re bulletproof
Dancing circles round the truth
Every winner needs a loss
Every line we swear we’d never cross

Pre-Chorus
You want it now, I want it clean
But nothing’s ever what it seems

Chorus
Velvet machines, they hum all night
Selling fear as paradise
Hold me close, then let me go
We don’t ask what we don’t want to know

Velvet machines, soft and sharp
Breaking hearts in works of art
Everybody plays the role
But nobody feels whole

Bridge (spoken / half-sung, icy)
Desire is a currency
Dreams are traded silently
If this is power, if this is free—
Why does it feel like it’s owning me?

(solo)

Final Chorus
Velvet machines, slow and sweet
Pulling us under velvet sheets
We run, we fall, we rise again
Lost somewhere between the when

Velvet machines, end of line
Borrowed souls, borrowed time
Everybody wants it all
Till the system starts to crawl

Outro
Soft beats, hard truth
Nothing’s real, but nothing’s new
Velvet machines…
Still dreaming you.

Velvet Machines

Text:
[Verse]
You’re a maze with no exit
No sign
Every turn’s a trap
Every word’s a line
I’m lost
I’m found
I’m spinning around

[Prechorus]
I try to run but the road won’t end
You’re the start
The stop
The bend

[Chorus]
You’re driving me crazy
Baby
Don’t you see
A car with no brakes on a dead-end street
You’re driving me crazy
Spinning out of control
Can’t stop this ride
You’ve stolen my soul

(solo)

[Verse 2]
You’re the spark that ignites
The fuse that burns
The fire in my chest
The lesson I never learn
Your smile’s a weapon
Your touch is a flame

[Bridge]
Round and round like a carousel wheel
Faster
Harder
Tell me this is real
No seatbelt on
No way to steer
Crash into you
I lose all fear

(solo)

[Chorus]
You’re driving me crazy
Baby
Don’t you see
A car with no brakes on a dead-end street
You’re driving me crazy
Spinning out of control
Can’t stop this ride
You’ve stolen my soul

Driving Me Crazy

Text:
Intro (whispers / distant screams)
Hush now…
Do you hear them breathe?
Money talks…
and truth learns how to crawl.

Verse 1
He should be dust, six years in the ground
But his shadow’s still buying silence loud
Empty eyes in golden rooms
Champagne smiles, unspoken doom

Pictures frozen, frames of shame
Every wall remembers names
They say nothing, they say lies
While ghosts keep screaming through their ties

Pre-Chorus
Marble floors, but blood below
Private jets where secrets go
If hell had stock, you’d own the shares
Smiling devils in billion-dollar chairs

Chorus
He’s dead — but he’s everywhere
In whispers, screams, and vacant stares
You can burn the body, seal the files
But guilt survives in polished smiles

Relax… don’t move… don’t ask, don’t see
Power hates accountability
The rich don’t rot — they just rearrange
Same old sin, new face, same stain

(Solo)

Verse 2
Velvet ropes, the chosen few
Invitations stamped “approved”
Truth gets lost in legal speech
Justice chained just out of reach

Crowns of influence, suits of grace
Predators hiding in public space
They toast to nothing, drink to fear
And call it “business” year by year

Bridge (spoken / distorted)
No fingerprints on broken souls
No courtroom fits this kind of hole
You didn’t know — you looked away
That’s how empires choose decay

(Children screaming, reversed vocals, glass shattering)
Break (half-chorus, minimal)

Dead men shouldn’t move the world
Yet here we are — flags still unfurled
Who pulled the strings? Who paid the price?
Who sleeps just fine every night?

(Solo)

Final Chorus (bigger, darker)
He’s dead — but he’s everywhere
In contracts signed and vacant prayers
You can bury men, erase the past
But silence never holds that fast

Relax… don’t fight… don’t scream, don’t care
That’s the anthem of despair
But ghosts remember what you did
They don’t forgive — they just persist

Outro (fading, children’s voices, bells)
You can’t kill a system with a grave.
You can’t buy innocence.
And ghosts…
don’t die.

Ghosts Don’t Die

Text:
[Verse]
The clock blinks red it hums my name
A broken record in the same old frame
Shadows stretch but they never change
The morning tastes of yesterday

[Chorus]
Every day the same
The same
The same
Running circles in a picture frame
Round and round I call its name
Every day the same
The same

(solo)

[Verse 2]
The sidewalk cracks are maps of doom
Each step repeats a marching tune
The sky is gray but it’s not new
A faded postcard of a worn-out view

[Prechorus]
I could scream
I could shout
But the echo won’t find a way out

[Chorus]
Every day the same
The same
The same
Running circles in a picture frame
Round and round I call its name
Every day the same
The same

[Bridge]
What if I tore the script apart
Burned the lines and made new art
Would the sun rise upside down
Or would it wear the same old frown

(solo)

[Chorus]
Every day the same
The same
The same
Running circles in a picture frame
Round and round I call its name
Every day the same
The same

Every Day the Same

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Every Day the Same

Thomas Brutscher

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