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Prostitute
Album - 26 agosto 1994 - Debaser id 30117

di Alphaville

we waste our time with big illusions
talking to the walls
but jericho will never fall
we sold our trumpets long ago
exchanging all the best we had
into atomic masterplans
we read the books we had our chance
we spend the world for just one dance
so keep on dancing, all you fools
the cups of fury have been filled
so keep on dancing, all you clowns
lets have sip before we're killd
so keep on dancing
these politicians make me sigh
democracy is just a lie
as long as we are rich enough
each gouvernment will do for us
we feed like vampires on the world
we are the first, they are the third
there ain't no hope, we had our chance
we spent the world for one last dance
7 seals
7 trumpets
7 plagues
7 cups
7 angels
the scarlet beast
mother of harlots
faithful and true
Il tuo voto:
there's a tremor in the city but it looks all quiet
there is something awful brewing but there ain't riots
beethoven
you can read between the lines that there must be more
you're alarmed but you don't know what you're waiting for
beethoven
beethoven, the boots are back in town
when ignorance and fear are closing mouths and ears
the skins are on their way when it gets dark in europe
it's just a state of mind, the blind leading the blind
beethoven
there's a scrawling on a tombstone
judenschweine raus
once again the racial fury is burning down the house
beethoven
there's a bleeding yellow man lying in the streets
but there isn't anybody doing anything
beethoven, the boots are back in town
when ignorance and fear are closing mouths and ears
the skins are on their way when it gets dark in europe
it's just a state of mind, the blind leading the blind
and one grey day shall rise the flood no dikes will stem the heavy tides
when cold pierced feathered bodies scream
they fall as if the monstrous scythe of clouds had smashed them from the sky
the scattered squadron of mankind stabs right into the churned up ether
of long forgotten birdless flights
beethoven, the boots are back in town
the demons of the past will be replaced at last
there are smarter ones to stay, how can you stay away
from the order of disgrace, how can you close your eyes
beethoven, the boots are back....
Il tuo voto:
these are the days of evil perfection
this is the world of torture and fame
this is the age of most vicious infection
these are the times of terror and pain
let them inside and they build you a nightmare
show them, you fool, it'll not be in vain
here is your costume of deepest surrender
these are the times of terror and pain
i wanna ride on a crest of sensation
i wanna scream in the whirlpools of love
i wanna drown in a climax of thunder
i wanna be with the fools in the storm
do what you want and then die when you want to
we're gonna walk on the blood of the meek
we're gonna sail through the oceans of wonder
we're gonna live in the dreams that we seek
send in the parasite clowns on their horses
send in the idiots and let them advance
send in the monsters of your own creation
send them all in and give them a chance
we're gonna dance to the sweetest of music
we're gonna play with the whores in the rain
we'll dissipate the lord's last temptations
all in a crossfire of torture and fame
Il tuo voto:
kind of thunder from my heart
flooding my eyes
flooding my eyes
kind of armies marching through my head
sombre soldiers
from nowhere
kind of someone's moving out of me
have no fear
have no fear
kind of someone's moving out of me
going somewhere
going somewhere

ship is leaving right on time
empty harbour, wave goodbye
evacuation of the isle
caveman's paintings drowning
famous last words on the air
i stay here and you are there
while our city softly sinks
cavemen's paintings drowning
drowning
drowning...
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