Some tell me I'm a king, a winner, a god. It sounds cool but pity me I'm not. Some hate me, spread lies, and disgust me. I like to smash their faces but that's not me.
In ieder land, in elke stad, de scene die groeit actief. Als je ziek bent van de disco, dan is hier 't alternatief. Hard, wij gaan hard, dit komt rechtstreeks uit het hart.
Mein Gott, das ist ja völliger Blödsinn. Nach Bayern fährt doch keiner freiwillig hin?. Und die blöden Bullen haben uns wieder kontrolliert. Ah, Ihr seit aus Holland?" dann habt ihr fast inhaliert!.
Sunday morning, at transport. Warping up with escort. I'll put my fist in front. I'm alone but singing together. . Even if I need to pull for hours. The will come off, those luggage shelves.
Er komt een dag en dan lig ik onder de zoden. Dan speel ik gitaar in het rijk der doden. Vrienden zullen huilen, bloemen sieren mijn kist. Maar hoe lang zal 't duren voordat niemand mij meer mist?.
Shut up! Shut up, I know what I want. Fuck you, suit and tie guy. My life, the way I live it. . No God, can stop my vision. This earth, means nothing to me.
You wanna join the army. Visit beautiful countries. Meet interesting....and kill them!. . You wanna march on with your boots. in the rain forests of Brazil.
They cheat, they lie, they pay, they buy. Don't ask, don't think, don't act, don't blink. Play dumb, good dog, shut up, King frog. Cheap sex, cheap whore, cheap life, cheap core.
Wouldn't it be great. To disappea. Delete my name out of every system. A smile on my face. That's my ID. I'm not on your list 'cause I've got no number.
Nu weet ik wat die Marokkaan bedoeld. En snap ik heel goed, hoe hij zicht voelt. Als ie zomaar weer geweigerd wordt bij 'n tent. Door zo'n kale afgetrainde security-vent.
Hij flikt het ieder weekend weer, in een foute disco-kroeg. De oerdrang maakt zich meester, van een inhoudsloze kop hij moet zichzelf laten gelden,. daarom slaat hij erop.
Wie durft te dansen. op de rand van 't ravijn?. Wat speelt zich af. in het donker van 't brein. Onheil sleurt je mee. Over alle grenzen heen. Een fataal verbond.
Zondag morgen op transport. warming up onder escort. 'k zet m'n beste vuistje voor. 'k ben alleen maar ik zing in koor. al moet ik uren lopen trekken.
I met her on a Monday and my heart stood still. Da doo ron ron ron, da doo ron ron. Somebody told me that her name was Jill. Da doo ron ron ron, da doo ron ron.
Let's face what you don't admit. Massacre, you had a part in it. Genocide in front of our eyes. Stop masking your guilt with lies. . Come clean!. History can't be lied to 'cause we've seen.
The way it was, it will never be again. A kid fought like a brave young man. Nothing seen of life yet. Taken away in a fight with death. You couldn't hold it.
Best bother me another day. Can't stand your face today. I don't hate you, you're quite ok. I can't stand your face today. It's not your fault, it is with me.
Walk to the left, walk to the right. I'm searching for that happy light. Running forward, running back. Try to follow my followed track. I'm sure I've lost them around here.
Can anybody tell me what I'm doing here. I try to stay alive in a world of fear. I just look out my window and guess what I see?. All those kinds of misery, it makes my angry.
We've got to break the public peace. Force those suckers down to their knees. We've got to make them show. That suit and tie guy can't play with us, oh no.