A keresés eredménye

S.U.H.A.C

(Someone wrote me on MySpace recently and told me he thought I was better before than now.)
(And I wrote him: 'Too bad, I think you're better now than before.')
 
Your sneakers from Converse, also called Chucks
Are soaked with sweat from your feet
And they shine in the sun on the beach
Like a birthday present
 
You're always close to crying
You're always depressed
And you're listening to
sad music all day
 
Shut up, have a child
Or become a missionary
Become a Christian if you want to
Baby, what's wrong?
Get a grip on yourself
 
You're self-written poems
They're not so bad
The American songwriter tells you backstage after the show
And then you ironed
 
You were said cause he didn't get in touch with you
Even though he promised
Now you check your email inbox every hour
For weeks
(Oh boy)
 
Shut up, have a child
Or become a missionary
Find other goals
Start a family
And finally get a grip on yourself
 
Oh, shut up, have a child
And finally become a Christian
Baby, what's wrong
Finally get a grip on yourself
You've got to be kidding me
 
(Yeah, I'm improvising a bit now)
(He's also got something in his mouth)
(Yeah, I've got something in my mouth)
(From yesterday)
(A blanket)
 

If it’s good

In front of the TV in my apartment stands a man and laughs about the stupidity of his youth, the burning fervor
A girl painted the backyard wall
Love is so goofy, if you only pay at the end
How often does one need to run head first into the wall
To recognize himself
 
If it’s good it’ll be nice and a long life will go by
If it’s bad, it bites and you will soon lose it
If it’s good it’ll be there if you need it
If it’s bad, it bites and your heart slowly gives up
 
Taking your words, your paintings back every night
A young wolf is getting lost in the heartbeat of this city
He exchanged her nostalgia
for murky trophies
The lost love is visible in her eyes
 
If the shoes fit, go the way and wear them
If the truth dies, burry it
 
If it’s good it’ll be nice and a long life will go by
If it’s bad, it bites and you will soon lose it
If it’s good it’ll be there if you need it
If it’s bad, it bites and your heart slowly gives up
 
If it’s good it’ll be nice and a long life will go by
If it’s bad, it bites and you will soon lose it
If it’s good it’ll be there if you need it
If it’s bad, it bites and your heart slowly gives up
 

Then Your Heart Beats

Take your finger off the girl,
leave the bar already
Outside the sun is shining
The night is no longer here
 
You've talked so much
and feel sort of wrong
The only thing that remains
Runs bitter through your throat
 
And then your heart beats
 
Talking to yourself in private,
Only the truth and the belief
that everything is better
Whenz the heart beats even faster
 
And then your heart beats
And then your heart beats
 
And then your heart beats
And then your heart beats
And then your heart beats
A melody
 
Because you defy life
You dance the discofox
Come, step into the middle
Old plastic bags
 
And then you get on the train
Where the people are already on their way
Everyone here is so alien to you
Although your neighbour recognises you
 
Finally you're back in the flat
Your legs are so weak
And you tell yourself this country
Is not made for rock'n'roll
 
And then your heart beats