1.Picket Line
Under the heels of the corporations your small world is crashing
down
Under the laws of the worldwide market nothing is sacred now
The new gods rank us worthless and deny our potential
Unemployment as a weapon to make us fight each other
Get up!
Under the worldwide market
Get up!
Nothing is sacred now
The billboards proclamate prosperity
The media spreads the philosophy
Reproduction of clandestine slavery
'and everyone's a winner, baby!'
Your bosses accumulate property while the masses DIE in poverty
And everyone's a winner, baby!
Everyone's a winner baby.
Get up!
2.Not Today
Lyricist:Behrens Holger, Bischoff Marcel , Kruse Christian, Rieser
Ingo , Schwoeppe Jorg , Wilgenbusch Claus
Hey, I forgot to mention I'm not a member of your team
I just can't accept your standards
And I'm running out of dreams for the hopeless
I grasp what's left for me
Not giving up a wish for perfection at least not today
The armor of our souls smells like captivity
Somehow we can't be bold for a lack of strategy
There is nothing in our hands to force a change of ways
The configurations are working
And I don't want to hear the same again
Your pathetic lies bind my hands
You keep telling me the same old lies over and over again
I'm not giving up the wish for perfection or at least not today
3.June
Lyricist:Holger Behrens, Marcel Bischoff, Vincenzo Christian Kruse,
Philipp Meyer, Axel Pralat, Ingo Rieser
I'm just like anybody else
Let's start it once again
I'm just like anybody else
Yes I am
And if I thought this to an end
It meant that nothing is ever meant
And if I thought this to an end
It meant that you never
You never have been my friend
How can you dance when my legs are bleeding
How can you whisper when I feel like screaming
This is the perfect tragedy
This is sugar coated madness dear
This is the perfect tragedy
Sugar coated fear
And if you never realize me
It doesn't matter anyway
I tried my revelation now
And you'll try your one then
Yes, you really had your chance
To win something right here
Crashed girl goodbye baby bye, bye
Don't want you
Don't need you
Don't ever want you back
How can you dance when my legs are bleeding
How can you whisper when I feel like screaming
This is the perfect tragedy
This is sugar coated madness dear
This is the perfect tragedy
Sugar coated fear
This is the perfect tragedy
This is sugar coated madness dear
This is the perfect tragedy
Sugar coated fear
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