A keresés eredménye

The Issue

It's Jack Parow, Pierre, Hunter
The rainbow horses
How's this party now, fuckkit
Awe
I want caffeine, I want nicotine, I want my steak well done
I want a girl waiting when I leave the bar drunk
I want a single I want a double 'n want a triple without questions
I want a wishing machine so that when I ask everything's there already
I want girls without high heels, I want girls without base
I want girls who stand with me and show it to everyone
I want true friends who stand with me through everything
I want friends who always keep to the same style
I want my jeans loos, I want my hair a single colour
I want a life without drugs because I know what happens
I want drunk inhibition, I want an outlook and a vision
I want fewer wannabees and more people with a mission
I want less MTV and more people that delve into their psyches
I just want people who think for themselves
I want good waves I want parties on the beach
I want an ice-cold beer and a joint in my hand
Man is a herd animal, it's cooperation that knocks here
And we don't have the energy any longer to chase after this torch
No question for this answer
We don't have the energy any longer
I want crosses, I want labels, I want angels and demons
I want people with knives, I want people with Bibles
I want people that like trip-pop, I want people who like trance
I want people who like hip-hop and langarm-dance
I want girls I want gangsters, I want jocks, I want boers
I want people who like drinking, puking and crawling over the floors
I want parties at Evol I want parties at Shack
I want parties at Danskraal I want parties at my flat
I want Castle I ant Hunters I want port I want wine
I want the cane train, want bottles of brandy
I want water I am thirsty
I want pork chops and sausages
I want people who don't get angry when I spill
I want love, I want hate
I'm happy then I'm angry
I want people who party with me till it gets late
Drinking games, where nobody ever wins
I want a bar where I can drink where nobody knows me
Man is a herd animal, it's cooperation that knocks here
And we don't have the energy any longer to chase after this torch
No question for this answer
We don't have the energy any longer
So who is going to stand with me in the morning dew
Who is going to stand with me when the dark sneakily creeps in
Who going to be in my arms when the doves call
When the sun rises looking for fresh blood
Because friends may be friends, but you're actually alone
When thunder roars, you stand alone in the rain
When the floods arrive, you look for a bridge alone
I walk in dark streets searching for a street light
The only lights are hell's fires
The only friends you have, have long fallen
In the dark hours only devels pour another drink
Satan sits with his children and watches the sunrise
Man is a herd animal, it's cooperation that knocks here
And we don't have the energy any longer to chase after this torch
No question for this answer
We don't have the energy any longer
Who is going to stand with me when the dark arrives sneakily
(we don't have energy)
The sun rises looking for fresh blood
we don't have energy)
we don't have energy)
(Fuck you all)
When I'm dead who will sit next to my bed and pray for me
Who wil put flowers on my grave in the grey mist
Ahh fuck it I'm done worrying, finished
If you're looking for me I'm the guy at the bar with the moustache
 

Small Tambotie Tree

If the darkness comes to get me
And god doesn’t want me
If the ozone layer disintegrates
And falls into a chandelier of stars
Bury my hart under a small tambotieboom
And scatter my ashes over the bushveld horizon
 
You don’t have a degree
And you don’t need a credit card
To play in the backyard like a child
And to stare off into the distance from the top of a cliff
 
The happiest I’ve ever been
On the seam of by back in the nature reserve
The wind sings my name
And through the clinking of bottles I hear laughter
 
If the darkness comes to get me
And god doesn’t want me
If the ozone layer disintegrates
And falls into a chandelier of stars
Bury my hart under a small tambotieboom
And scatter my ashes over the bushveld horizon
 
Isolated in a thunderstorm
Far away from the skyscrapers
With only the atmosphere clinging to us
And a cloudburst that speaks to my heart
You know I don’t have
You know I don’t have
I don’t have an agenda
 
The happiest I’ve ever been
On the seam of by back in the nature reserve
The wind sings my name
And through the clinking of bottles I hear laughter
 
If the darkness comes to get me
And god doesn’t want me
If the ozone layer disintegrates
And falls into a chandelier of stars
Bury my hart under a small tambotieboom
And scatter my ashes over the bushveld horizon (2x)