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Ich will nich Text: Tost, Muller | Musik: Muller, Tost //____ Hello my friend, surprised to see you at this place I try to remember your face, is it really you ? And the story of our love returns back in my mind and I start to find out, who you are … Yes I know, yes I know, there was a time in my life when I was really sure, that I took the right way to drive. But now it's over and all I have to say find your own way, we could never be together again. It would never be the same, so we shouldn't try again it would never be the same, so we shouldn't try again. Boredom was comin' strong while I was hangin' round and had a smoke As pretty fingers closed my eyes, I got a shock 'cause it was you and I got high to run away … Refrain: I don't wanna be your lover Nomore lies, don't stay, I don't care Anyhow You'll find a new guy I'm sure take your case (face) and let me, please let me alone I thought I've got the best girl in the town Now I've...

I’m in Love Text: Tost | Musik: Muller //____ Once in the desert I lost the way home Hungry and thirsty, alone on my own Suddenly I had a vision so clear An Arabian girl with a glass full of beer She was coming closer with a tray in her hand When she was standing right before me The beer changed into sand Her face was covered with an Arabian veil I thought I was dreaming but she said I’m real She took my hand and led me home to mama I got a tea and then I saw papa He was coming nearer with a book in his hand When I saw it was a quran I began to understand I’m in love, I’m in love, but I get no pleasure I cannot reach my Arabian treasure She always tells me there is no hurry So I have reason enough to worry Now I am a muezzin in a big mosque Shouting around five times a day Ahahahahahahahaha Ahahahahahahahaha I must stand the test as a believer of Allah And in seven years from now we can marry said papa I’m in love, I’m in love, but I get no pleasure I cannot reach my Arabian treasure S...

Horny for the Chick Text: Tost | Musik: Tost, Richter //____ I know a girl but I’m not sure that you will know her name I had a little talk with her and I found out that she was very wise When I asked her to dance she said to me no no no So I had to calculate my time ‚cause a one-night stand can’t be a crime Few minutes later when I called for a waiter she told me she drinks no more I smoked a cigarette, she grimaced her face and started to wave up with her hands Refrain: I am horny for a chick But she realised my trick It was enough to drive you to despair but my desire was too strong While she was talking about Rimbaud I pointed out her skin must be like snow Early morning at the bus stop she allowed me just a little kiss When I told her, I will miss her, I want to kiss her She said you’re just in bad luck Back home I realised such compromises are always going wrong And ‚cause I’ve got no sex with her, I sat down in rage and wrote this song. ____\\

Gelbe Worte Text: Tost | Musik: Schüler, Tost //____ auf den eisgekühlten parties selbsternannter prominenz zelebrieren wir orgien eingespielter dekadenz wir schießen mit den korken auf den unsichtbaren feind umklammern uns mit feuchten händen bis die sonne wieder scheint im schatten kleiner siege nächtelange diskussion was du am ende sagen wolltest wußten wir am anfang schon am ende steht der morgen und du gehst allein nach haus auf der zunge saure sahne in den hosen kalter schweiß und auf den straßen geht ein mann der alles weiß und alles kann schreibt gelbe worte an die tür und liegt am abend neben dir es gibt so manche tage fraß aus immer gleichem topf zur geregelten verdauung schaff dir einen leeren kopf laß das hirn dir amputiern und leg es ein in wodka pur ballast nur beim balancieren auf straff gespannter dünner schnur und auf den straßen geht ein mann … ____\\

Endless Trek Text: Tost | Musik: Tost //____ I can’t forget that special day The pictures come again A cloud of dust came from the east Trail slowly man by man Young and old, each sex, every profession Were marching past in silence Before I realised that I moved with them I’d lost my independence I don’t wanna leave but I couldn’t stay Then what do you say Through the desert, through the deepest canyon People died one by one I climbed walls and swam across the rivers The cruel sun had tanned my skin I don’t wanna leave but I couldn’t stay On the endless trek, moving the western way What do you say Now I am here but I’m not home A restless walker on the run Happy he who satisfied by solid comfort It’s not the kind where I belong I don’t wanna leave but I couldn’t stay On the endless trek, moving the western way What do you say ____\\

Empty Cans Text: Tost, Richter | Musik: Richter, Tost //____ pickpockets, moneymakers coincollectors, undertakers – sit bartenders, faithhealers sex offenders, drugdealers – shit seems like life is getting rough stockbrokers, palmreaders cab drivers, gangleaders – chat chainsmokers, snapshooters babysitters, subwoofers – sweat Looks like times are getting tough thousand empty cans wet and sticky hands ashtrays overload the rats are jumping on the boat pickpockets, moneymakers coincollectors, undertakers – sit bartenders, faithhealers sex offenders, drugdealers – shit looks like my time is used up ____\\