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1. |
On The Chin
01:05
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on the chin
the world is tumblin' and I am stumblin'
and even my bathtub is shaking nowadays
there is hatred and fear spreading everywhere
but somehow there's still no revolution in the air
too fast, too much and all at once
I wanna pack it all in, jack it all in
so sick of the game that we ain't gonna win
I feel small and unable, think of leaving the table
why not chuck the bloody business and take it on the chin
too fast, too much and all at once
I believed in the sages in their caves and on stages
now I'm doubting and falling, looking 'round and I find
I'm so tired of the preachers, lost my faith in our teachers
all the dust on our bibles made us drowsy and blind
too fast, too much and all at once
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Sort Of Necessary
02:27
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sort of necessary
the kings are dead, yet still on stage
their shadows larger than life
all said and done, all played and sung
we're settling for 7 to 5
they're covering my walls
and all their words they fill my head
but instead of taking to the streets
I'm binge-reading in bed
when I was young I climbed on trees
with my penknife and my bow
I was on guard and well-prepared
to fight should evil show
I spilled my blood at wounded knee
with the brindled cow, I set sail
I followed jack out on the road
and hunter down the trail
now I wish I could say
I don't need heroes no more
oh I wish I could say
I no longer believe
oh I wish I could say
I don't need heroes no more
oh I wish I could say
that I found my place in reality
it seems to me when lovers sing
all love has long been loved
all the kisses since 1642 BC
have been rated and listed up
now who could swear his love is true
by the moon and stars above
when juliet had romeo
and westley buttercup
and I wish I could say
I don't need heroes no more ...
the other day among the crowd
when neil was up and played
and no one in the stadium
seemed to hear what wasn't said
now bowie's dead and leonard's gone
and I'm still looking up
and wonder while they clap along
when our time will come
and I wish I could say
I don't need heroes no more ...
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3. |
Remote Control
02:31
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remote control
we're frowning at the t.v. screen
and we complain
about rip-off prices, lifted faces
facts I can't retain
we're frowning at the t.v. screen
and get upset
about greedy leaders, blind believers
easy to forget
we're frowning at the t.v. screen
and we despair
about bombs that destroy
people's hopes and their joy
and still we're unaware
we're frowning at the t.v. screen
and we get scared
'cos there's climate change
and the bees act strange
let's pretend we haven't heard
there's a cooking programme
on channel one
and big brother's on on four
sky sports shows the champion's league
and there's so much more more more more more
when we change channel
by remote control
the picture's gone
no longer meaningful
we're frowning at the t.v. screen
and we get sad
'cos kids make our clothes
our chocolate, our shoes
no reason to feel bad
there's a cooking programme
on channel one
and top model's on on four
sky sports shows the tour de france
and there's so much more more more more more
when we change the channel
by remote control
the picture's gone
no longer meaningful
I can change my mood
by remote control
the feeling's gone
no longer meaningful
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4. |
The Dream Is Gone
03:04
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the dream is gone
I dreamed that spring awakened me
you were here and we were free
and the morning sun came up
we had nothing to lose
not to fear the least
there was peace among men
and peace among the beasts
that was the paradise
the dream is gone
the dream is gone
but I give all I've got to give
to make it come true
I dreamed that war was history
you were here and we were free
and the morning sun came up
there was noone in prison
no lock on any door
there were no wars and no weapons anymore
that was the paradise
the dream is gone
the dream is gone
but I give all I've got to give
to make it come true
is there a land, a country
where the dream is all true
I really cannot tell
I only know and that's what I'm sure of
it's not a land I've seen ...
the dream is a dream
right now anyhow
but not much longer
get ready now
to fight for the paradise
we've got nothing to lose
just our fear, understand
that it's our future, our land
give me your love, oh
give me your hand
the dream is gone
the dream is gone
but I give all I've got to give
to make it come true
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5. |
Blue Wednesday
02:11
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blue wednesday
when exactly did the ticking start?
when exactly did you miss the beat?
when exactly did you lose your touch?
when exactly did you press repeat?
when exactly did you start to fade?
when exactly did you settle in?
when exactly did you gain control?
when exactly did you drop your chin?
when tuesday turned to wednesday
and you read the flashing signs
and DRINK ME seemed a dubious demand
when you got the golden ticket
and you didn't take the ride
'cos NEVER seemed to awful long a time
when exactly did you stop to ask?
when exactly did you sign the deal?
when exactly did you fall in line?
when exactly did it all turn real?
who exactly wrote the book of rules?
where exactly did the good times go?
how exactly did you lose your dreams?
why exactly did you have to grow?
'cos tuesday turned to wednesday
and you read the flashing signs
then DRINK ME seemed a dubious demand
and you had the golden ticket
but you didn't take the ride
'cos NEVER seemed so awful long a time
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6. |
Out To Sea
02:57
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out to sea
painted nails and lashes
dreams to ashes
black's the colour, nil's the number
chasing dogs, keeping logs
scarred our arms, skinned our knees
guns and booze and powder
choose your medicine
drop any expectations
just give in
all said and done
now who's been wrong
the words too frail to make much sense
best minds AWOL
they missed the call
it's just the crescent, ladders fall
guns and booze and powder
they chose their medicine
dropped any expectations
just gave in
so let star-crossed dreamers roam
far away and on and on
let the weary-hearted put out to sea
let the star-crossed dreamers roam
they're just looking for a home
let the weary-hearted put out to sea
painted nails and lashes
dreams to ashes
the bright blue stars, they've seen it all
all said and done
still hanging on
it's just the crescent, ladders fall
so let star-crossed dreamers roam
on and on, the road is long
let the weary-hearted put out to sea
let the star-crossed dreamers roam
they might never make it home
let the weary-hearted put out to sea
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7. |
All Cut Up
01:22
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all cut up
no longer young
but still howling in the subway
pond'ring frailty of words
throwing poetry and watches off the roof
still racing death
cigarettes no longer lighted
dressed for lunch but habits show
hear, the wind blows traces of the tambourine
now look at you, kid
where did you go
your shoes can tell the tales
of all the windings of the road
now look at you, kid
where have you been
was it just words or Blakean visions
that you've seen
all out of time
on holy boy and madman road
alone along the way
where life is faster than a heart can beat
not giving in
another dance beneath the diamond sky
spinning ceaselessly
mixing pop and politics with poetry
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8. |
Mona&Lucy
02:33
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Mona&Lucy
i saw you ridin' through the endless grasslands
you and Lucy in the prairie sun
you had followed the stars to the West, go West
but Pocahonta's on the run
not a penny to your name
Stetson on your had
and you know that she'll be waiting
if your life ain't worth a dime
i saw you lyin' on a palm-lined beach somewhere
you and Lucy in the tropical sun
you had followed the moon to the East, go East
but Mother Nature's on the run
not a penny to your name
feather in your hair
and if you wouldn't catch your dreams
you'd surely lose your mind
push the pedal down, the dream is gone
we're dancing to a different song
no diamond sky, it's darker than before
push the pedal down, the dream is gone
Mona's on a distance run
and Lucy doesn't come around no more
i saw you standin' on the highest rooftop
you and Lucy in the setting sun
you had followed your dreams far up, go up
but Icarus has long been gone
not a penny to your name
shades to hide the signs
you say the time is right
for fighting in the street, boy
push the pedal down, the dream is gone
we're dancing to a different song
no diamond sky, it's darker than before
push the pedal down, the dream is gone
Mona's on a distance run
and Lucy doesn't come around no more
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Drugs, Booze and Kicks
02:19
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drugs, booze and kicks
no, I don't need drugs to see clearly
and I don't need booze to be sick
and I tend to choose reality over the kick
no, I don't need schools to feel stupid
and no sermon to see the light
and I tend to choose discussion over a fight
but sometimes when I'm over the top
and sometimes when I'm real low
I wonder why the truth is always so - just so...
tell me why is reality so real
oh, won't you tell me why is reality so real
or is it just me?
how do you feel?
tell me why is reality so real
no, I don't need friends to feel lonely
and I don't need a partner to dance
and I tend to choose by moonlight rather than chance
but sometimes when I'm over the top
and sometimes when I'm real low
I wonder why all love songs are just so - just so ...
tell me why is reality so cruel
oh won't you tell me why is reality so cruel
or is it just me, being a fool
tell me why is reality so cruel
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10. |
Single Noble Lie
02:09
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single noble lie
you said, you're scared of the day
when the last survivor dies
she said, she simply can't believe
that we're trading off our rights
for an illusion of security
with one-click-buy mentality
we get a giant bag of happiness
what if democracy has failed?
what if plato got it right?
does it take a noble lie
to get the wisest to decide
you said, you're scared of the day
when all the witnesses are gone
and me, I sit and wonder why
I still sing the same old song
not much to lose, yet still not free
we're lacking solidarity
and get home with an empty plastic bag
what if democracy has failed?
what if plato got it right?
does it take a noble lie
to get the wisest to decide
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11. |
Tightrope
02:55
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tightrope
I walk a tightrope between an angel and a beastie boy
I walk a tightrope between a woman and a man
I walk a tightrope between sanity and vanity and
I walk a tightrope it's far too high - it frightens me
I walk a tightrope between an angel and a beastie boy
I walk a tightrope between a geisha and a queen
I walk a tightrope between family and perjury
I walk a tightrope until my balance loses me
what's your last memory?
waking up - finding me
my heart won't be used as whipping boy
my heart has lead me astray
my heart has locked me out in the dressing room
my heart still wants me to play
I walk a tightrope between an angel and a beastie boy
I walk a tightrope between a nightmare and a dream
I walk a tightrope between sympathy and infamy
I walk a tightrope there's always someone shaking me
what's you last memory?
waking up - finding me
my heart won't be used as whipping boy
my heart has lead me astray
my heart has locked me out in the dressing room
my heart still wants me to sway
I walk a tightrope between an angel and a beastie boy
I walk a tightrope between a woman and a man
I walk a tightrope between sanity and vanity and
I walk a tightrope there's always someone pushing me
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12. |
Let's Go Psycho
02:28
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let's go psycho
it drove me mad, it made me sad
I fought the tears, I lost
and baby, I was desperate
I lost my head, I stayed in bed
I watched the walls
and honey babe, I was desperate
but now I see - it isn't me
and now I know - it's part of the show
so let's go psycho
let's scream and shout
let's go psycho
and it doesn't really matter what it is about
so let's go psycho
let's jump and fall
let's go psycho
let's go for a head-on collision
straight into the wall
it made me sad, it drove me mad
I sold my blood and took to whiskey
I was desperate
I stayed in bed, I lost my head
I stood and stared at starry skies
and I was desperate
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Not The Ones Berlin, Germany
NOT THE ONES aus Ost-Berlin spielen simplen 77-Punk mit Ohrwurmmelodien.
Dem Titel der ersten LP entsprechend
versuchen NOT THE ONES seit Jahren, mit ihrer Musik schlechte Laune zu verbreiten, doch Publikum & Kritiker sprechen stets von Gute-Laune-Musik.
Bei Wanda Records heißt es: „Charmant-britische Guitar Punk-Nummern in Richtung Alternative TV & Adverts, versetzt mit Boys/Lurkers-Melodien.“
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