Fury In The Slaughterhouse

Fury In The Slaughterhou Fury In The Slaughterhouse Lyrics
1.Tears And Fears

My little girl sitts in her room
Locked for years and years
Her mummy knits and watches tv
And she never dried her tears
Daddy drinks the whole night long
He's gotta work so hard
Well, he's beating his daughter black and blue
And the neighbours think he's smart

Well, in the land of tears and fears
In the land of tears and fears
Everybody blocks his ears
In the land of tears and fears

No one really matters
What happens in that song
And they close their eyes and close their ears
And they drink some more
My little girl sitts in her room
And she feels so alone
And no one takes her by the hands
You just froze your heart to stone

I don't care what my neighbour does
As long as he doesn't kill his cat
I stumble nights and try my tele
I stumble nights just out off my head
Well, at night some guys sleep
And some get bad


2.Kick It Out

I'm just a lonely boy
Drinking to much liquor
Writing songs that no one wants to hear
I take my pictures from the wall and i paint them black
I close my eyes to see clear

I take my guitar and i kick it out of the window
I hope that the wind blows
And i'll never get it back

I buy myself a liquor store for my own
And then i drink it all alone
Baby, if you wanna follow me
You gotta know
That i never will let you go


3.Bangkok

'gotcha!'

'hey sucker let me outa here!'
'hey, man!'

Bangkok on a sunny day
The rain has washed the blood away
Thousand of veins left in the streets
But i can't wash away the red points
On the sheets of the hotels
And the cheap rooms
Of the cheap whores
Under palm trees
Under palm trees

My brain is running in circles now
I gotta cure the pain somehow
There's a coloured cloud in front of sun
And a face is trying to cheat me
And to take away the fun

And the killer troups of the dea
Have just brought my friend away
In the stuff that dreams are made of

In the stuff that dreams are made of
Stuff that dreams are made of
Hey, hey, hey!

Stuff that dreams are made of
Stuff that dreams are made of
Hey, hey, hey!
Stuff
Stuff that dreams
Are made of...


4.Then She Said

I saw her in one of those cafe houses
Being myself so near
And thought never that nice things hurt
And all ended here
Click, click, click said the man
I remember him so well
He said 'come on, you got to be careful
Cause her heaven could be your hell'

Then she said....then she said
And i dream that she someday might come back

P.s. are her initials and
Sometimes they gonna make me cry
But i don't believe that this is the reason
That i sing p.s. goodbye
5,6,7,8,9,10 this is o.k.with me
And i cry later then
And i don't believe that all colours are gone
Cause the rest is grey and this is better than none

Then she said..... then she said
And i dream that she someday might come back
Then she said
She said rock'n roll is really dead
Then she said
You're never leaving this head


5.Cry It Out

I don't care what the others say
It doesn't matter me at all
I got the whole world in a six pack, baby
If you know what i mean
Believe me i'm a toilet, baby
I'm just shit and water
And all the officers close their nose
When i drive across the border

Cry it out and shout it out
And no one really cares

I don't mind what your mother says...


6.Time To Wonder

We've got time to wait
And we wait still it's too late
We always move in seconds in a world of hours and days
We've got bones and blood
Is this all what we've got
I thought there was a brain
But maybe i just thought in vain

This is not the time to wonder
And this is not the time to cry
This is not the time to sleep while we fight
And this is not the time to die

Reality and dreams
Reality is not what it seems
It's not the way we want it
It's just the way it gotta be
We've got love and hate
But we can't estimate
What's the right solution to kill the illusion of this world

This is not the time to wonder
And this is not the time to cry
This is not the time to sleep while we fight
And this is not the time to die
And this is not the time to wonder
This is just a time to fear
Don't worry about the meaning
Don't worry 'bout the world
It's the question how to see it clear


7.Pure Love

I don't care about aids
Don't need no safer sex
I'm sharing my bed with the girl that i love
When everyone else got the plasticmania
I just feel skin on me
Ohoho ohoho

Well, the doctor said boy soon it gets you
Sharing your bed with the girl you love
But i'm closing my eyes and soon she gets me
I just feel skin on me
Ohoho ohoho

Just pure love will satisfy you

Weil, i'm riding with my chevi
Down the san anton
I got a girl on my knees and i call her my own
I wanna stick it in, stick it out, stick it in
But she won't let me in
With my rubberless skin
Ohoho ohoho

But just pure love will satisfy me


8.No Mans Land

We're dropplng bombs down on the kids
They can't eat bombs
And we know this
But we're doing what we're told
We're flying around in strategic bombers
With an afterburner straight to hell
Where napalms burning love that smell

My little girl she sits at horne
With my last letter all alone
She stops to read closes her eyes and then she cries
My daddy told me he was proud
My mummy's praying but not too loud
I wonder if the lord will get the massage clear
Oh mummy be shure i'll come back
In a wodden box all painted black
A bullet between the eyes is all what's left for you

Seven times i've asked my head
But all i've got is nomansland...nomansland...

And if those generals say: don't worry
Same old assholes same old story
And it's not true...


9.Party Girl

I know a girl called janet
She's got the cutest ass of this planet
I don't know if i could believe her
Or what she said was true
She's just a party girl
She's just a party girl
But all i want is just a kiss from her
Party girl !!!!!

Look there's she going in the streets
Oh she's just canned heat
Oh how i love this girl
She brings the world in a whirl


10.Pure Love Part 2

I don't care about aids
Don't need no safer sex
I'm sharing my bed with the girl that i love
When everyone else got the plasticmania
I just feel skin on me
Ohoho ohoho

Well, the doctor said boy soon it gets you
Sharing your bed with the girl you love
But i'm closing my eyes and soon she gets me
I just feel skin on me
Ohoho ohoho

Just pure love will satisfy you

Weil, i'm riding with my chevi
Down the san anton
I got a girl on my knees and i call her my own
I wanna stick it in, stick it out, stick it in
But she won't let me in
With my rubberless skin
Ohoho ohoho