Glck gehabt,. Der Job war begehrt. Und die Kantine,. So sauber und so preiswert. Es wird mir hier schon gefallen,. Ich fahr Paletten durch endlose Hallen.
Frh um sechs schellt der Wecker. Keinen Kaffee nicht zum Bcker. Schn wrs Ulla zu vernaschen. Doch die Zeit reicht grad zum waschen. Rein ins Auto, Stre im Stau.
Willkommen hier auf der A4. Heute viele Leichen hier. Ausgebrannte LKWs, plattgewalzte Sportcoupees. Ein Reisebus ist vllig hin. Saen viele Kinder drin.
Tricky : This town is coming like a ghost town... Terry : All the clubs have been closed down... Tricky : This place is coming like a ghost town... Terry : Bands won't play no more...
He was a panhandle prince. Schoolboy football king. I told him "Hi" in the halls. 'Cause he could run them balls. . But it was rumored down deep he was mean.
Hey I don't need no chicken shit. Business man tellin' me what to do. Even if you ain't got no business. Same thing goes for you. . I don't need no sweet faced woman.
In this world today where we're living. Some folks say the worst of us they can. But when we are dead and in our caskets. They always slip some lilies in our hands.
Yeah, she tried to live on the inside. And get a house and make a home. And she tried to give and be satisfied. Livin' close to the bone. . But as time, it passed by.
Well, I was caught up with myself. On the highway at night. Drivin' like a bat outta hell. When I beheld an amazing sight. . It was a lonely apparition.
During the time of the Second World War. A small town in Italy, death came aboard. Train number 8017, it wasn't strafing of bombing. Clandestine de-railings, it was just some bad coal.
The horizon is gone. No more foothold for me. Just floating around in a field of debris. . There was a shift. Now Im out of place. Im floating at sea but theres no wind in my face.
Sitting in the back of this Cadillac. Thinking I've worked way too hard to be where I'm at. Blinded by the cars in the boulevards. I always took my cues from the real stars.
Feels like clouds today. The sky is gray. The sun been hiding for a while. . People walk by the window of his car. Look in, lock eyes. Betray their thoughts with a smile.
on the day you came to. did you know you had come. did you know why you came. could you feel where you're from. . did you ask it out loud. when no one could hear you.
Alright.... . There's trouble, baby. in Paradise. Your chicken's trying to slide away from you. You're past your days of harmony. When you call it back - you carouse it through.
Once upon a time I said some pretty fucked up things. If ignorance is blissful then knowledge has made me wistful. Once upon a time I stayed within your dotted line.
Flat broke in the city. The streets are alive. She left without my pity. The freeze frame arrived. Sandcastles a' tumbling. Scattered by the air. But now that I'm slumming.
Girl, look at the way she smiles at me. Girl, look at how free she seems to be. . The sky has no shelter in the summer. The sun is so dazzling without a cloud.
B-Baby, put your clothes on and run.... You better hide before your momma finds you. And listen to me.... B-Baby, can't you see that I am stung. And didn't she tell ya that I was, yeah....
Yeah, yeah. Well, she talks about 'em, dreams about 'em. Thinks about 'em all the time, she's got to have 'em. Be lost without 'em, you can see it in her eyes.