1. |
The Ones Who Got Away
03:11
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The Ones Who Got Away
If everybody thinks that he´s the chosen one –
These notions always passed me by
Woke up this morning ´n felt like someone pressed repeat
So I turned around and closed the blinds – again
And so I tried and tried and waited eagerly –
For the feeling to finally being set free
But no matter how I tried to make it work out right –
Couldn´t make it look like in the magazines,
no no no
And still I hear you pray
To be the one who got away
Asking for a longer chain
Asking for a bigger cage
Salute your leftover friends, man
And down the leftover drinks
Make sure to make it home before they`re gonna kick in
So drop your fake alibis, man
N´hope that you will slip by
Wonderin´ bout the mess that you left behind
And still I hear you pray
To be the one who got away
Asking for a longer chain
Asking for a bigger cage
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2. |
The Most Convincing Fake
02:45
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The Most Convincing Fake
Oh, yeah, the common thing, defective family –
Where little less to talk about means little less to disagree
You wanna get it right, you wanna get it on
Despite they don´t think much of you you wanna try and prove `em wrong, ye ye
The story has been told about a million times
You wanna add a little reason, wanna add a little rhyme
So go improve yourself – until it´s meaningless
Enjoy the pats upon your back while turnin´ into someone else, ye ye
It hit you right on after the news –
Out oft he little variantions you got little left to choose
Now monochrome days fade into grey
Just like fireworks in black to salute mediocrity
Can´t skip between scenes
You always know you gonna drown in routines
Waitin´ to be replaced you better end up as the most convincing fake
It hit you right on after the news
Out of the little variations you got little left to choose
It bends you right on over and round
To see you´re never gettin´ nowhere in this goddamn fucked up town
It hit you right on after the news
Out of the little variations you´ve got little left to choose
Now monochrome days fade into grey
Just like fireworks in black to salute mediocity
Oh yeah, the common thing, defective family
Where little less to talk about means little less to disagree
You wanna get it right, you wanna get it on
Despite they don´t think much of you you wanna try to prove them wrong
Can´t skip between scenes
You alwways know you gonna drown in routines
Waitin´ to be replaced you better end up as the most convincing fake -
Waitin´ to be replaced you better end up as the most convincing fake
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3. |
Shake ´em Blues
03:45
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Shake `em Blues
You better rip it up - what´s draggin´ you down
You better shake it up – of what you can´t get around
You better shake it loose – `cos – what else can you do
Won´t stop for anyone – and now it´s calling out for you
Cos when the nighttime´s coming round – you feel like you´re gonna drown
You feel you aint´ got a clue and you can´t figure out the deeper meanings for you
You better shake `em blues
There ain´t no bailing out – so don´t you think that you´re smart – no no no
There ain´t no bailing out – with no credit card
Won´t stop for anyone – so if you´re rich or you´re poor
You better be prepared - when it´s knockin at your door
Cos when the nighttime´s coming round – you feel like you´re gonna drown
You feel you aint´ got a clue and you can´t figure out the deeper meanings for you
You better shake `em blues
You better rip it up – what´s draggin´ you down
You better shake it up – of what you can´t get around
You better rip it up – what´s draggin´ you down
You better shake it up – of what you can´t get around
You better shake it loose - `cos what else can you do
Won´t stop for anyone - so why should it stop for you
Cos when the nighttime´s coming round – you feel like you´re gonna drown
You feel you aint´ got a clue and you can´t figure out the deeper meanings for you
Can´t figure out the deeper meanings for you
Can´t figure out the deeper meanings for you -
You better shake `em blues
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4. |
Come On
02:28
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Come On
Some boy with a bit too much attitude aprroached me with somethin´ to say
He said, listen man, oh what´s your age again, might wanna hand you out a role in my play
I said, sure, yeah, well, I do understand that you´re feeling quite invincible now
But when push comes to shove you´ll be running for your mom´s leaving everybody wonderin´ what the fuck you were about
Come On – Come On
They say sing when you´re winning I don´t sing your song
Come On – Come On
They say sing when you´re winning I don´t sing your song
Ooh, some middle aged git tried to outdo the kids when it shines thru his funtional wear
Just because you´ve got the dough to buy the looks that are up
Won´t make you a breath of fresh air
Tryin´ to convince everyone you know where it´s at when it´s more like what the fuck do you know
`Cos I think that it´s right that you can´t buy style _ I can´t wait for the showdown in the magazine row
Come On – Come On
They say sing when you´re winning I don´t sing your song
Come On – Come On
They say sing when you´re winning I don´t sing your song
Ooh, we all tend to fall for the same kind of thing – individualism could be the key
When sooner or later we´re all buyin´ the same so you better back on up on belief
Let the grey army march on without your approval desert them as long as you can
`Cos sooner or later we´re all gonna fall for the same lies again and again and again
Come On – Come On
They say sing when you´re winning I don´t sing your song
Come On – Come On
They say sing when you´re winning I don´t sing your song
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5. |
Circles
03:46
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Circles
I said, hey, what you want me to choose – when any way that I go is any way that I lose
And whe it comes down to choosing sides – yeah, I´ve been in and outta trouble more than once or twice, I tell ya
They say fortune favours the brave – but I´ve never felt like Frankie when I´m singin´ My Way
So tell me, how can I be safe and sound – when you´re the goddamn ghost I gotta carry around, tell me
Well, I´ve been runnin´ around in circles like everyone else
Tryin´ to hide away from myself
So if you really feel like gettin´ on down – start as a king of the day end up as king oft he clowns
So tell me, come on, won´t you join the parade – in the backroom oft he one´s who never got away, tell me
Well, I´ve been runnin´ around in circles like everyone else
Tryin´ to hide away from myself
Well, I´ve been runnin´ around in circles like everyone else
Tryin´ to hide away from myself
Oh, honey, what a breeze – just help me off my knees
No matter how far I run – always end up at square one
Well, I´ve been runnin´ around in circles like everyone else
Tryin´ to hide away from myself
Well, I´ve been runnin´ around in circles like everyone else
Tryin´ to hide away from myself
Well, I´ve been runnin´ around in circles like everyone else
Tryin´ to hide away from my
Tryin´ to hide away from my
Tryin´ to hide away from myself
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6. |
Fake Alibis
03:36
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Fake Alibis
Come on man, just get off your knees – this time I will but the second time I won´t say please
Detach yourself from the pity line
Drop your excuses, they don´t work this time, alright
Come on sister, don´t drown in despair – like Paisley sings you´re spending way too much time on repairs
Come on and just make up your mind – sometimes you can´t help but leave some broken stuff behind
There´s a million ways to shake your blues
Come on, let´s hear it for the times
that are to come forget the past forget the fake alibis we´ve had
Come on, come on, let´s start anew
come on, let´s hear it fort he bad time at least you know you made it through
Why won´t you put a record on – my life was saved a million times by a Tim Rogers song
So come on and straighten up your spine, take a deep breath and make it outside
`Cos there´s a million ways to shake your blues
Come on, let´s hear it for the times
that are to come forget the past forget the fake alibis we´ve had
Come on, come on, let´s start anew
come on, let´s hear it fort he bad time at least you know you made it through
Drop your fake alibis oh, drop your fake alibis
Come on, let´s hear it for the times
That are to come forget the past forget the fake alibis we´ve had
Come on, come on, let´s start anew
come on, let´s hear it fort he bad time at least you know you made it through
Come on shake it, stop noddin´ along like a silent approval for anything that goes wrong
Come on shake it, you´re going nowhere you better knock it all down to start all over again
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7. |
Calculators
02:48
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Calculators
Couldn´t see when talking to this guy
It would turn into one of those chats on a friday night
He was all strategies and career plans – job descriptions nobody understands
He was so caught up in gettin things right – wanted to stab him with my glass of wine, yeah
I gotta get away – I wanna get a way
And you can count me out – I´m skipping on this round
And you can count me out – put down your calculators
Still figuring out a way or two –
Of how much use I´m gonna be for you
If you´d evaluate what I hold dear there sure ain´t much goin´ round for you here
So if you´d need to boost your self esteem better talk to your credit card company, right?
I gotta get away – I wanna get a way
And you can count me out – feels like I´m slippin´ on the ground
And you can count me out – put down your calculators
And you can count me out – feels like I´m chokin´ on this round
And you can count me out – put down your calculators
And you can count me out – feels like I´m slippin´ on the ground
And you can count me out – put down your calculators
And you can count me out – feels like I´m chokin´ on this round
And you can count me out – put down your calculators
Go, go, go and count me out – can´t stand another round
Go, go, go and count me out – put down your calculators
Go, go, go and count me out – can´t take another round
Go, go, go and count me out – put down your calculators
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8. |
Walter & Lilo
03:28
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Walter & Lilo
I said, listen up, people I´m gonna tell you a story
But the story anin´t gonna end up well
About a promising man with his heart in the right place
That´s the story of how Walter fell
He always tried to get everything right
Unfortunately he always aimed a tad too high
The post war promises hangin´ so rife –
And now he claimed his slice oft he good life
Don´t you be surprised by what you´ll find
Intention´s good – but the life it ain´t always kind
Oh Walter, won´t you leave that mill
Tryin´ to please `em though you never will
Won´t you just make up your own mind
In a world reassembling she was a ray of light
With a smile like a remedy
He considered himself lucky when he caught her attention –
He tried everthing to keep up
Let´s leave our own damn families behind
Let´s start from scratch and make our own time, yeah
Don´t you be surprised by what you´ll find
Intention´s good – but the life it ain´t always kind
Oh Walter, won´t you hone your skills
Makin´ money just to keep her thrilled
`Cos her beauty won´t pay no bills
And noone knew what Walter tried to do when he tried to make the black cloud move
And noone knew what Walter was going through when his demons finally won
And noone knew what hurt him through and through and he couldn´t shake it loose
And noone knew where Walter tried to move when his needle left the groove
He fell for Lilo – she kept expecting more
So he made his exit right off the third floor
And noone told me straight what was going on
But nine year olds know when something is wrong
Don´t you be surprised by what you´ll find
Intention´s good – life ain´t always kind
I could tell just by the way you looked
The way you made sure that your story stuck
Oh no
Oh no, no, no
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9. |
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Country Of The Last Things
Bet your money on a dead horse
And shoot it before the finish line
And drown your sorrows in the evening
In the morning you´ll find `em still alive
They say you´ve got to believe
But the faith is hard to keep
When it´s startin´ to hurt again
All your jokes ain´t got no punchlines
And noone seems to understand
All love must lead into despair, son
This is what I´ve come to expect
They say you´ve got to believe
But the faith is hard to keep
When it´s startin´ to hurt again
Come on brother, don´t you know
Come on, sister, what the hell is going on
Come on and guide me into the morning light
As I´m tryin to feel alive
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10. |
Runaways
03:19
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Runaways
Hey hey, little runaway – you´re sure you gave all you got – ain´t gonna be no inbetweens
Gonna hit ´em all harder – than they could ever hit back – you greet em all with
gritted teeth
So, go on try - try and have your say – you think anyone cares anyway – can you skip all the information please?
How come you always feel let down?
How come your feet won´t leave the ground
All their promises never paid – so hey hey, little runaway
Somehow you´re forced to stick around
When the ones that once let you in – become the ones to let you down – and when your backups fall away
Would you lower the course, then – just to stay in the game – how much you´d want it, anyway?
So, go on try and have your say – you think anyone cares anyway – can you skip all the information please?
How come you always feel let down?
How come your feet won´t leave the ground
All their promises never paid – so hey hey, little runaway
Somehow you´re forced to stick around
Now you´re runnin´ on empty – with tears down your face – and still you´re gonna claim it´s fun
Can´t survive on a notion – can´t cash in on a dream – when they´re sellin´ this to everyone
How come you always feel let down?
How come your feet won´t leave the ground
All their promises never paid – so hey hey, little runaway
Somehow you´re forced to stick around
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11. |
What´s Goin´ On
04:33
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What´s Goin´ On
Happyness is guaranteed
On the terms that you´ve agreed
By keeping all the smallprint in your mind
There´s always more than you´ll ever need
Especially in times like these
So at least make sure you went and fixed a price
`Cos the first one´s always free
It´s there to start the machines
When suddenly the deal might just turn rough
Up for grabs still wanting more
Still you´re wondering what´s the score
Would you ever know how much would be enough
Tell me, man, are you kidding
You´re calling this a livin´
You wanna have it all
There´s too much to die for
And still you can´t decipher
What´s Goin´ On
Tell me
Go and file a rough complaint
And practise yourself in restraint
Tell me, who you´re gonna call retarded now
Before you´d join the winding queue
Why not sell tickets for the show
So when you fuck it up you can go and take a bow
Hey, man, are you kidding
You´re calling this a livin´
You wanna have it all
There´s too much to die for
And still you can´t decipher
What´s Goin´ On
Hey, man, are you kidding
You´re calling this a livin´
You wanna have it all
There´s too much to die for
And still you can´t decipher
What´s Goin´ On
Happiness is guaranteed on the terms that you agreed by keeping all the smallprint in your mind
There´s always more than you´ll ever need especially in times like these so at least make sure you´ve fixed a price
Hey, man, are you kidding
You´re calling this a livin´
You wanna have it all
There´s too much to die for
And still you can´t decipher
What´s Goin´ On
What´s Goin´ On
What´s Goin´ On
What´s Goin´ On
What´s Goin´ On
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12. |
You Wanted Everything
02:45
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