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the-oberpfeife

Registriert seit: 24.03.2004

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Motown Junk (Manic Street Preachers)
Never ever wanted to be with you
All you ever gave me was the boredom I suffocate in
Adrift in cheap dreams don't stop the rain
Numbed out in piss towns just wanna dig their graves
Motown, Motown Junk
I laughed when Lennon got shot
21 years of living and nothing means anything to me
Motown Junk a lifetime of slavery
Songs of love echo underclass betrayal
Stops your heart beating for 1 to 10 seconds
Stops your brain thinking for 1 to 10 seconds
Motown junk, Motown junk, Motown junk, Motown junk
I don't want cos I just get
All your slut heroes offer is a fear of the future
Past made useless cos I'm dying now
Communal tyranny a jail that bleeds our wrists
Motown, Motown Junk
I laughed when Lennon got shot
21 years of living and nothing means anything to me
Motown Junk a lifetime of slavery
Songs of love echo underclass betrayal
Stops your heart beating for 1 to 10 seconds
Stops your brain thinking for 1 to 10 seconds
Motown junk, Motown junk, Motown junk, Motown junk
Motown Junk a lifetime of slavery
Songs of love echo underclass betrayal
Stops your heart beating for 1 to 10 seconds
Stops your brain thinking for 1 to 10 seconds
Motown junk, Motown junk, Motown junk, Motown junk
We live in urban hell, we destroy rock and roll

Nobody Loves Us (Morrissey)
Nine times fined
Never mind
Things can only improve
We are just stood here
Waiting for the next great wound
And we just can't wait to make more mistakes
And to fluff our breaks, and to stuff our faces with cake
All in all, imagine this:
Nobody loves us
Dab-hands at Trouble
With four days of stubble, we are
Never loosen the grip on our hand
Call us home
Kiss our cheeks
Nobody loves us
So we … oh … we tend to please ourselves
People think all we do
Is lie around and think of how
Rich we'd be if we didn't think
Life could improve
And we just can't wait to make more mistakes
And we just can't wait till the whole thing blows up in our face
Call us home
Kiss our cheeks
Nobody loves us
Dab-hands at Trouble
With four days of stubble, we are
So, never loosen the grip on our hand
Call us home
Make our tea
Nobody loves us
So we … oh … we tend to please ourselves
Call us home
Tuck us in
Nobody wants us
Dreamers and schemers
All pie-eyed, and bog-eyed, and cross-eyed
Oh, never loosen the grip on our hand
Whack us, then
Hug us hard
Nobody loves us
So we … oh … we tend to please ourselves
And we just can't stress, oh, how more the mess
And complete distress won't make much difference to us
Sing us our
Favourite song
Nobody loves us
Born-again atheists
Practising troublemakers
Make us our
Favourite jam
Nobody loves us
Useless and shiftless
And jobless
But we're all yours

Cheapskates (The Clash)
I have been a washer up
An' he has been a scrubber up
An' I seen him a picking up
Dog ends in the rain
An' he has never read a book
Though I told him to take a look
He lifted his poolhall cue
For another game
But it ain't no modern miracle
That we found the golden rule
What you can't buy you gotta steal
An' what you say can't steal you better leave
I don't like to hang about
In this lonely room
'Cos london is for going out
And trying to hear a tune
But people come pouncing up to me
And say what are you doing here
You're supposed to be a star
Not a cheapskate bleeding queer
Like a load of rats from a sinking ship
You slag us down to save your hip
But you don't give me the benfit
Of your doubt
'Cos I'll bite it off and spit it out
We're cheapskates anything'll do
We're cheapskates what are we supposed to do?
An' we can rock
Hey hey let's roll
An' we can walk
An' do the stroll
Just because we're in a group
You think we're stinking rich
'N we all got model girls
Shedding every stitch
'N You think the cocaine's flowing
Like a river up our noses
'N every sea will part for us
Like the red one did for Moses
Well I hope you make it one day
Just like you always said you would some day
And I'll get out my money and make a bet
That I'll be seein' you down the launderette

Now I Wanna Sniff Some Glue (Ramones)
Now I wanna sniff some glue
Now I wanna have something to do
All the kids wanna sniff some glue
All the kids want something to do

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