Brazilian Girls

Don't Stop

Don't Stop don't stop, no
Just keep on going
Until I come
Until I come in
Don't Stop don't stop, no
Just keep on going
Until I come
Until I come in

Playing hard to get when we're together
Hard to get there on your own
When will you ever come to conscience
I'll let you be alone
You never had it better
Than when I was with you, baby
Scumback to earth, let's drink some tea and smoke some herb

Don't Stop don't stop, no
Just keep on going
Until I come
Until I come in
Don't Stop don't stop, no
Just keep on going
Until I come
Until I come in

Now I know it takes three balls to juggle
50 cents of humour's worth
When and how did I become my mother
Am I getting on your nerves?
Lets just not talk about it and fill the blanks with space
Go to the park later
Get some, Ice cream

Don't Stop don't stop, no
Just keep on going
Until I come
Until I come in
Don't
Don't
Just keep on going
Just keep on going
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la

Don't Stop
Don't Stop
Just keep on going
Until I come
Until I come in
Stop

Lazy Lover

Lazy Lover, Casanova
You roll over when I want more
I want more

Lazy Lover, Casanova
Why bother
There’s so much love
So much love

So much love
So much love
Why bother
Lazy Lover
Lazy lazy lover

"Sono sempre io a prendere l'iniziativa.
Ma sarà possibile che sei ancora stanco?
Ma di che?
Non abbiamo più fatto l'amore da almeno 2 settimane.
Guarda, io m'annoio, eh?!
M'annoio da morire.

Le mie amiche dicono che non é normale.
Forse dovremmo andare a consultare uno specialista.
Anche mia madre dice che mi si vede sempre triste.
E che soffro di mancanza d'affetto, dice.
Non lo so. Datti da fare.

E poi é da mesi che non mi hai portato al cinema
O da mangiare, o da qualche parte, o in un ristorante carino, non lo so
Come fanno gli altri! Dico: i ragazzi delle mie amiche stanno sempre fuori e si divertono...

Ma davvero, così non posso continuare, ma dai, fai qualcosa, veramente.
Ma davvero, così non posso continuare, ma dai, fai qualcosa, veramente."

Lazy Lover

*** Thanx a lot to Paolo for the italian part ***

Corner Store

Around the corner a different world
Conversation overheard ohhhh
Between a man and a saxophone
Saxophone and mister drunk and stoned ohhh
He only knows one melody
You know which one I mean
I drop some change in his hat and leave.

Walk into the corner store
Through neon signs and revolving doors..ohooh
As if just to add to the atmosphere
The man behind the counter has a snow white beard
That goes all the way down to the floor
I like the music on the radio
You know which one I mean

And this is how it goes
Da da, da da, da da da

Outside on the public phone
There he is again.
Mister drunk and stoned
He’s got no money but a golden smile
Sidewalk torero wave me by ohhhh
I’m whistling his melody
You know which one I mean
Suddenly he stops playing
And looks at me

And the band goes
Da da, da da, da da da

Long

How long can you be walking on eggshells
And breathe in thin air
Get yourself ready for departure when you're already there

Longer than the wall of china
Longer than longing for love
Longer than your panthomime when the audience is bored

How can you tip toe to the exit with your tapping shoes on?
Listen to yourself when your cell phone rings and the radio’s on?

Longer than your hair in the 80’s
Longer than the long run
Longer than the longest winter
Longer than long

How can you dance on the battlefield with your Sunday clothes on?
How long can you can you go along with this shit with a straight face on?

Longer than these walls of China
Longer than you know what
Longer than the weakest picture
Longer than long Come on So long

Pussy

She’s a face in the kraut
Looking right through you
As if she knew you
Better than you know yourself
What does she know about the things that you know?
That you go through only in a day?

Pussy Pussy Pussy Marijuana
Pussy Pussy Pussy
Pussy Pussy Pussy Marijuana
Pussy Pussy Pussy

She caught you walking about in a frozen desert
From the tip of the iceberg, you slip and fall
Falling through the clouds
Of your fata morgana
In the lap of your mama you land
She’ll understand

Pussy Pussy Pussy Marijuana
Pussy Pussy Pussy
Pussy Pussy Pussy Marijuana
Pussy Pussy Pussy

If you start looking around you
You know there’s no pretending
‘Cause how you twist and bend it
She’s the perfect tout
Leave everyone spellbound when she mixes and blends it.
‘Cause the message she’s sending is:
She’s ready to sell out.

Pussy Pussy Pussy Marijuana
Pussy Pussy Pussy (How much do you need)
Pussy Pussy Pussy Marijuana
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Pussy Pussy Pussy (How much do you need)
Pussy Pussy Pussy Marijuana
Pussy Pussy Pussy Pussy Pussy Pussy

All We Have

The Scary Tale on this day Leads us on
What can I say? How naïve, this cliché
The pulse goes on
The end we anticipate.

Some story ends and hurray
Summer begins, what can I say
Call it nature, Call it Fate
How we love to exaggerate

Think of one of your on own reasons why
We are bound, yet alone, just passing by

All we have to give
All we have
All we have to forgive
Swaying to this song

Tonight

Think of one of your own recent tries
We are bound to forget in no time

Think of one of yours gone, for some time
We are to bound to return
Look into my eyes

All we have to give
All we have to forgive All we have to give
All we have
All we have to forgive
All we have, we have

Dance Till The Morning Sun

This is real, this is glam.
This is the real glam electro.

Dance till the morning sun
Dance till the morning sun
Dance till the morning sun
Dance, Dance, Dance, Dance, Dance

Keep walking down the line
I am waiting for you
I will call to see where you could be

I remember when
I could hear the wind
This time, we will come away as one
As one Come away as one

I am waiting for you and I
To dance till the Morning Sun
Dance till the morning sun
Dance till the morning sun
Dance till the morning sun

Dance, Dance This is real, this is glam
This is the real glam electro When you start to feel
Love is coming around again
Then you won’t run away anymore

Dance Dance till the morning sun
Dance till the morning sun
Dance till the morning sun
Dance till the morning sun

Dance,
Sun
Till the morning sun Dance till the morning sun
Dance till the morning sun
Dance till the morning sun
Dance

Ships In The Night

Now that your leave is over
Let’s down our drinks and say goodnight
to this illusion

Bell-bottom Casanova
The silhouettes that pass us by

Are ships in the night
Ships in the night,
in the night, in the night

When you alight, mein Lieber
Whether its Hamburg or New york
I’ll still be sleeping

Look in your wallet all you’ll find
A little note I’ve left behind
Oh, I hope you don’t mind

We’re Ships in the night
Ships in the night
Ships in the night
In the night

Talk To La Bomb

Jique

Tu sais pour toi j'ai une faiblesse
Si si, pour toi une faiblesse
A chaque fois that we're together
Penso my heart goes purpur

You know "You've got that feeling”
Ce qu'on appelle that feeling
Goes well with my nature
Mit meiner Natur

Jique, Jique, Jique
Jique ce soir
Ce soir

You know I really really like you
I said I really really like you
Chaque fois que l’on se quitte
???

You've got a nose and that feeling
Cio che si dice il feeling
Ich sag t'es comme un parasite
Plus je gratte, plus ça pique

Jique, Jique, Jique
Well, it’s ???

Sunday’s ok son
Sunday’s ok
Sunday’s ok son
Sun, sun, sun

Sunday’s ok son
Sunday’s ok
Sunday’s ok son
Sun, sun, sunday Jique

You know I really really like you
I said I really really like you
Ce n'est pas de la paresse
Wenn ich mich ver-ges-se

You've got a nose and that feeling
Cio che si dice il feeling
Ich sag t'es comme un parasite
Plus je gratte, plus ça pique

Jique, Jique, Jique
Jique, Jique, Jique
Well, it’s ??

Sunday’s ok son
Sunday’s ok
Sunday’s ok son
Sun, sun, sun

Sunday’s ok son
Sunday’s ok
Sunday’s ok son
Sun, sun, sun, sun, sun…
Oh oh oh ok…

All About Us

It's not about the way I look
When I wake up in the morning
Not about the way I feel
When you open up a book
For the first time
It's not about the first line
Is it, is it

It's not about the imagery in a poem
Not about the melody when there is none

It's not about means
That I can pay for it with
It's not about me at all

Because it's all about us
It's all about us
It's all about us
And that's all

Me, too,
I wanna have a swimming pool
And a house in the country
And one in the city
And one in Brazil

It's not about the way
That I can pay for it with
It's not about me or you

It's all about us
It's all about us
It's all about us
And that's all

It's all about us
It's all about us
It's all about us
And that's all

And that's all
And that's all
And that's all
And that's all
And that's all
And that's all

You me him you over there
Them, me, all of us

Last Call

Last call
Bar hopping
J'ai grand apétit, mon petit
We've gotten so far

The boys say
"We're not stopping"
So close to the edge, the edge
We're flipping a coin

Oohh...

Go go dance her
You do whatever you like
Go go dance her
I just want your love
You need whatever you know
Go go dance her
I just want your love
Go go dance her
Your love

No it won't stop here
And that she's all mine
The only way out
Tonight
Is in

Oh this is your medicine
Sa bouche est bien rouge, rouge
I'll end up coming with

Go go dance her
You do whatever you like
Go go dance her
I just want your love
Go go dance her

Go go dance her
I just want your love
Go go dance her
You do whatever you like
Go go dance her
I just want your love
Go go dance her
Just want, just want love
Just want your love
You do whatever you like
Just want
Just need your love, your love
Go dance her

Never Met A German

Never met a German
Never even seen one
I read it on the newsstand that day
That the tanks are rolling
Next thing I remember
Is that I'm walking in the army
Following instructions
It isn't very charming

Oh no
Even now
I feel like I'm on
Fire
Oh
Even now
I couldn't get much
Higher

Now I am a general
And I am giving out the orders
I almost have an orgasm
When the tanks are rolling
Crashing through the borders
It's good to be a general
Just tell these idiots what to do
Anyone in my position
Would love it to, I say

Oh no
Even now
I feel like I'm on
Fire
Oh
Even now
I couldn't get much
Higher

Never, never, never
Now I am a German

Sweatshop

Vingt-trois
Vingt-trois chinois
Vingt-trois
Vingt-trois chinois

Walter a les clés
He's got the keys de l'ascenseur
Walter a les clés
He's got the keys de l'ascenseur

He's always there
La sentinelle
Eté et hiver
He's always there
La sentinelle
Eté, hiver

Le matin ça bouge à Chinatown
Les marchés comblés de mille couleurs
Comment ça bouge, on s'y perd
Puis c'est chaud

Vingt-trois
Vingt-trois chinois
Vingt-trois
Vingt-trois chinois

Vlado nous emmène
He walks ahead pour nous montrer
Vlado nous emmène
He walks ahead pour nous montrer
Twenty-three Chinese
In a space of twenty square feet
Vingt-trois chinois
Dans un espace de dix mètres carrés

Et le matin ça bouge à Chinatown
Regarde les rues comblées de mille couleurs
Tellement de monde que l'on s'y perd
Puis c'est chaud

Bato nous regarde
Il nous dit que les temps sont durs
Bato nous regarde
And he says that the time are hard

Twenty-three Chinese
In a space that's miniature
Vingt-trois chinois
Ah oui c'est vrai, les temps sont durs
C'est fou, c'est fou
C'est fou, c'est fou
C'est fou, c'est fou...

Le Territoire

Ils étaient les propriétaires de la zone A
Des méchants, oui des durs
Ici eux ils faisaient la loi
Elle, par contre une jeune fille avec une grande foi
En visite dans leur beau pays pour la première fois

Assez tôt, ce matin la fille fût réveillée
Une femme avec une brusque voix à sa porte frappait
"Ecoute-moi, petite fille, laisse-moi te prévenir
De ne pas mettre pied dans leur territoire"

"De ne pas mettre pied dans leur territoire"
"De ne pas mettre pied dans leur territoire"
"De ne pas mettre pied dans leur territoire"
"De ne pas mettre pied"

Oh, elle s'emmêle, oh, elle s'emmêle
Dans cette histoire une seule fois
Oh, elle s'emmêle, oh, elle s'emmêle
Dans cette histoire une seule fois

Au lever du soleil de cette belle journée
La mer se relevait du ciel, la fille se promenait
Le Bleu du ciel et de la mer se mélangeait d'une telle manière
Qu'elle ne savait plus où elle était
Telle était la lueur

"Ola, petite, tu es perdue?"
L'haleine pourrie de bière
Un gros macaque á l'air violent la poussait de derrière
Elle ne savait pas comment répondre
Elle, pour la violence trop tendre
Se mordait les lèvres par peur de ce gang

Oh, elle s'emmêle, oh, elle s'emmêle
Dans cette histoire une seule fois
Oh, elle s'emmêle, oh, elle s'emmêle
Dans cette histoire une seule fois

Au lever du soleil de cette belle journée
La mer se relevait du ciel, la fille se promenait
Le Bleu du ciel et de la mer se mélangeait d'une telle manière
Qu'elle ne savait plus où elle était
Telle était la lueur

"Il faut pas mettre pied dans leur territoire"
"Il faut pas mettre pied dans leur territoire"
"Il faut pas mettre pied dans leur territoire"
"Il faut pas y mettre pied"

Oh, elle s'emmêle, oh, elle s'emmêle
Dans cette histoire une seule fois
Oh, elle s'emmêle, oh, elle s'emmêle
Dans cette histoire une seule fois

Oh, elle s'emmêle, oh, elle s'emmêle
Dans cette histoire une seule fois
Une seule fois

Rules Of The Game

What are you to me tonight
Other than
Something we know from the past
Is that a laugh we had

Why are we here tonight
Are you sure
Before the night is over
I'll be yours

It's the rules of the game
The rules of the game
What can I do
There's nothing as a lie
Nothing as a lie
More as the truth

Do you think it's right
Just to stare
Straight into a picture
Old zero and one (?)

Who am I to you tonight
Look at me
"Don't talk", he says:
"Hmm let it be"

It's the rules of the game
The rules of the game
What can I do
There's nothing as a lie
Nothing as a lie
More as the truth

It's the rules of the game
The rules of the game
Don't ask me why
Noone knows how to win
Or knows what is fair
We just get by

It's the rules of the game
It's the rules of the game

Talk To The Bomb

Son of an honorable woman
What are you doing with that silly thing
With holes in your soles and in your pockets
You have one choice, surrendering

You address yourself in the third person
And say: "hey, you, leave him alone!"
You address yourself in the third person
And say: "hey, you, leave him alone!"

Talk to the bomb
To the bomb in its shell
Talk to the bomb
Will we go to hell

Talk to the bomb
It has never been easy
Talk to the bomb
To the bomb, to the bomb, to the bomb

Man on the rocket chair to Phobos
Now you're going to have to face your ally
You negotiated your inferno
You have to pay for it eventually

Man on the hot seat to Timbuktu
Say, "who do you want to be?"
Man on the hot seat to Timbuktu
"We'll leave you alone"

One, two, three

Talk to the bomb
To the bomb in its shell
Talk to the bomb
Will we go to hell

Talk to the bomb
It has never been easy
Talk to the bomb
To the bomb, to the bomb

Talk to the bomb
To the bomb in its shell
Oh won't you talk to the bomb
Will we go to hell

Talk to the bomb
To the bomb in its shell
Talk to the bomb
Will we go to hell

Talk to the bomb
It has never been easy
Talk to the bomb
To the bomb, to the bomb...

"Yes, hello ?"

Nicotine

If I showed you
You would not believe
That was me
That was me
Hmmm...

In the garden
Horses, donkey and sheep
Where I've lived
Where I've lived
Do-re-mi

Sha la la la la
Nicotine
Sha la la la la
Nicotine

It was quiet
And so natural
It was nice
It was nice
Hmmm...

Can you see me
In the middle of nowhere
It's still me
It's still me
Do-re-mi

Sha la la la la
Nicotine
Sha la la la la
Nicotine

You and me
Do-re-mi
Nicotine

Tourist Trap

(Sample)

Piling up at pool
Peeing into the ocean
La la la la la la
Peeling off

Losing at the casino
Drinking wine and tequila
La la la la la la
Throwing up

Piling up at pool
Peeing into the ocean
La la la la la la
Peeling off

Losing at the casino
Drinking wine and tequila
La la la la la la
Throwing up
Tourist Trap
Tourist Trap

Schooling baby's hilt (?)
Putting on after-lotion
La la la la la la
Dozing off

Waking up in a daze
Argueing with mosquitos
La la la la la la
Pissed off
Tourist trap

Save the dollar, mama
Take the picture and run
Losen the collar, papa
This could be so much fun

Trickle trickle dollar
trickle yellow and run
Platinum and golden
This could be so much fun

Piling up
Peeing in
Dozing off
Peeling off
Losing at
Throwing up

Droping off
Puting on
Sending for
Dozzing off
waking up
Pissed off

Piling up
Peeing in
Dozing off
Peeling off
Losing at
Throwing up

Droping off
Puting on
Sending for
Dozzing off
waking up
Pissed off

Tourist Trap

Here we are
La la la la la la
Like the stars
Tourist trap...

Sexy Asshole

Deine grünen augen sind so tief wie die meere
Ich komme ihnen nicht auf den grund
Könnte ich sie füllen deine Leere
Ich drückte meinen auf deinen mund

Nur bin ich gefangen in seiner wüste
Und freier als ich will im Gefühl

Sexy asshole
Sexy asshole

Falls er eines Tages aus seiner tiefe
Ein wink, nur, ein kleines signal

Dann ginge ich zu ihm
Wenn ich mich verliefe
Denn liebe kennt keine moral
Denn unsere liebe ist so banal

Und Sein herz das ist eine windige küste
So roh so offen und so kühl

Sexy asshole
Sexy asshole
You sexy asshole
Asshole

Es ist ja doch nicht was ich will
Doch bin ich gefangen in deiner w¸ste
Kälter als ich will im gefühl

Sexy asshole
Oohh...

Es ist ja doch nicht was ich will...

Problem

Better start crying over my dead body
Life without a ride just don't feel the same
Come up short you're on the streets of New York City
They hung my friend smiling just an hour ago

I've got a problem
What you do last night
I've got a problem
You've got everything

I've got a problem
Yes, it's all in your head
I've got a problem
yeah you're gonna be dead

Miniature dog mother mary shrine
You're up in the air
Yeah you're gonna be fine
Who's behind the wheel, I don't know
Back of the truck, just go go go

I've got a problem
What you do last night
I've got a problem
You've got everything

I've got a problem
Yes, it's all in your head
I've got a problem
yeah you're gonna be dead

I've got a problem
What you do last night
I've got a problem
You've got everything

I've got a problem
Yes, it's all in your head
I've got a problem
Yeah you're gonna be dead
Yeah you're gonna be dead...