A keresés eredménye

Radical-leftist Schlager

Brothers and sisters, rise up
those liars up there are against you
But with this sound we'll set their streets ablaze
Because who thinks left, is for sure a Schlager(*1) fan
croos-out borders from the maps, countries have to make space for people
we are all stars, all the same and
solidarity has to become the norm
fuck the deportation authorities
is the Schlager too hard for you, are you too soft
 
This is leftist, radical-leftist Schlager
My sister sleeps in a t-shirt of Che Guevara
and we drink, drink red mexican
to mother earth, but not to Daddy State
This is leftist, radical-leftist Schlager
throwing rocks on the cops for good karma
and they hunt us as if we were Osama
Nazis are getting cold feet - Stalingrad
Ey, ey! Ey, ey!
 
Brothers and sisters, it's time to realize
it can't go on the way it is now
for too long they have sold our asses
but salvation is coming in the shape of this Schlager sound
hetero is not obligated, but homophobia is disgusting
because we're all stars, all the same and you have to (*2)'dance'
Nazis off the street, german blood on german soil
is the Schlager too hard for you, are you too soft
Ey, ey! Ey, ey!
 
This is leftist, radical-leftist Schlager
My sister sleeps in a t-shirt of Che Guevara
and we drink, drink red mexican
to mother earth, but not to Daddy State
This is leftist, radical-leftist Schlager
throwing rocks on the cops for good karma
and they hunt us as if we were Osama
Nazis are getting cold feet - Stalingrad
Ey, ey! Ey, ey!
 
La, la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
 
This is leftist, radical-leftist Schlager
My sister sleeps in a t-shirt of Che Guevara
and they hunt us as if we were Osama
Nazis are getting cold feet - Stalingrad
 
This is leftist, radical-leftist Schlager
My sister sleeps in a t-shirt of Che Guevara
and we drink, drink red mexican
to mother earth, but not to Daddy State
This is leftist, radical-leftist Schlager
throwing rocks on the cops for good karma
and they hunt us as if we were Osama
Nazis are getting cold feet - Stalingrad
Ey, ey! Ey, ey!
 

It's us against them

[Part 1: Swiss]
This is the comeback of the class struggle, Swiss
I showed you that you can be left1and still wash yourself
This punk that spits on the crowd
Nobody does an interview, except the defense of Constitution
I isolate my soul like a hermit
Two middle fingers in the air for you pig priests!
They write some bullshit, but it's unrelated
But let's be honest, who cares about a crown in the Juice2?
I don't care where this record is chartering
I survive the apocalypse like a cockroach
This world isn't fair, but we will solve the problem
Code 13233, the error in the system
 
[Pre-chorus]
It's us against them!
It's us against them!
It's us against them!
 
[Refrain]
This is music against everything and not meant for the general public
The radio is playing the shit I hate all day long
We don't follow a leader, we don't salute any flag
Rioting for love, not for the white race
They forbid us our mouths! (It's us against them!)
They are twisting around the good reasoning! (It's us against them!)
They censor our art! (It's us against them!)
Even though they live from us! (It's us against them!)
 
[Part 2: Dirk Jora]
Again and again, we kick everything in the ass
Not just fooling around like left petit-bourgeois4
The street calls my name because it can't live without me
The last flag that doesn't burn is the flag of solidarity
The browns5are cowards and would even hurt a child
But the state is blind on its right eye
I'm straightforward, no masquerade
I'll turn your block into the second Hafenstrasse6for a night
During the interrogation with the cops, I will sit at the table while smoking
There are thousands of prophets, but I only believe in myself
No interviews, I don't talk with everyone
Until the day I die - the error in the system!
 
[Pre-chorus]
Us against them!
Us against them!
Us against them!
 
[Refrain]
This is music against everything and not for the general public
The radio is playing the shit I hate all day long
We don't follow a leader, we don't salute any flag
Rioting for love, not for the white race
They forbid us our mouths! (It's us against them!)
They are twisting around the good reasoning! (It's us against them!)
They censor our art! (It's us against them!)
Even though they live from us! (It's us against them!)
 
[Bridge]
Us against everyone!
Us against everyone!
Us against everyone!
Or us against them
Us against everyone!
Us against everyone!
Us against everyone!
 
[Refrain]
This is music against everything and not meant for the general public
The radio is playing the shit I hate all day long
We don't follow a leader, we don't salute any flag
Rioting for love, not for the white race
They forbid us our mouths! (It's us against them!)
They are twisting around the good reasoning! (It's us against them!)
They censor our art! (It's us against them!)
Even though they live from us! (It's us against them!)
 

• 1. politically speaking
• 2. Juice is probably referring to the Juice magazine and not actual juice
• 3. M = 13th letter of the alphabet, W = 23th letter of the alphabet ... 1323 = MW (Missglückte Welt = failed world)
• 4. Linke Spießer is a reference to a song from the band Slime
• 5. (Neo)nazis. (Neo)nazis are called brown because the uniforms of the Sturmtruppe SA were brown.
• 6. Referring to the former unlawful occupation of the inhabited buildings of the Hafenstrasse (street name)

More substance than form

Too many masquerades
Everyone's popular, famous an rich
I can't take it
All those empty phrases are not meant that way
 
And if you like me, just be honest
It's obvious to me that you are not perfect
Give me your doubts, give me your pain
I only care if it's real, what you give to me
 
(4x)
More substance than form
 
Image is the new currency
One can't never have enough, that's why we drop into roles
One's wanting to be like the people standing up there
While quietly accepting losing themselves
One's telling the storys that others tell, too
One's taking photos where others were, too
One's wearing clothes that others are wearing
One thinks he's provoking, but one doesn't create anything new, one's copying
 
All of that doesn't make any sense, so exchangable
That picture on your account was already there, one thousand times
We follow any trends blindly
Because who should love us, if nobody has known us?
We compare ourselves with people, we already resemble
Those, who follow their own star have nothing to prove
All you need is trust in your descisions
You are good the way you are, please don't sell your soul.
 
Too many masquerades
Everyone is popular, famous an rich
I cant take it
All those empty phrases are not meant that way
 
And if you like me, just be honest
It's obvious to me that you are not perfect
Give me your doubts, give me your pain
I only care if it's real, what you give to me
 
(4x)
More substance than form
 
We go working out to show our muscles on photos
Sorry, how was that again? Who do have to prove something?
Oh okay, all the others, they shall see which kind of hero you are
You sell it to them, but don't believe it yourself
One goes to bars, wanting to experience anything, finding no rest
Coming home alone, into his dull small shelter
First tagging who was with them, then a pill for sleeping
 
The me whthdraws like a mimosa
Our illnes is more than a profile neurosis
 
And every photo shall tell them 'I am marvellous'
But you keep quiet about what you actually wanted to tell them
That you're at the end, only wanting to get out of here, in fact
But believe me one thing my friend, all the others are thinking the same
All you need is trust in your descisions
You are good the way you are
Why do you sell your soul?
 
Too many masquerades
Everyone is popular, famous an rich
I cant take it
All those empty phrases are not meant that way
 
And if you like me, just be honest
It's obvious to me that you are not perfect
Give me your doubts, give me your pain
I only care if it's real, what you give to me
 
(4x)
More substance than form
 
I don't want it any longer that way!
My life is worth it
The human you see, that's not me
Still, it's not too late, I am on my way
Deep into my soul, finding myself
 
(4x)
More substance than form
 

Not of this world

That's for all those, who are not of this world
Who don't succeed with conformity, elbows and money
Who are still themselves after all those difficult years
Doesn't matter what others may say
 
Not going outside, even when the sun is shining
Because they laugh at you for your looks
Rather wearing headphones in school
To quit listening, when people talking badly
If you don't unterstand, what the teacher is telling
Because your demon is teasing you every night
If they beat you up and you don't even try
Fighting back, because you lose anyways
If you're asking, why you don't just give up
A new day, again running the gauntlet
If they tell you about a world full of fences
And everything's lying, even your dreams
If nobody's got time after school
And you think: The way it is right now, that's the way it stays
Then you have to know, crying tears is not bad
Oh, and one point to keep in mind: You are not alone
 
That's for all those, who are not of this world
Who don't succeed with conformity, elbows and money
Who are still themselves after all those difficult years
Doesn't matter what others may say, all of you are heroes
 
That's for all those, who are not of this world
Who don't succeed with conformity, elbows and money
Who are still themselves after all those difficult years
Doesn't matter what others may say, all of you are heroes
 
We are not of this world
 
If you always spend money to all of your friends
Because you don't care for money on your account
If you're still studying, being 30 years old
Then you haven't been lazy, you just tried many things
Other people always want to earn more money
But you want to swim in the pacific with dolphins
They're calling you names, like a dreamer or loser
What do they know of the horizon if they haven't been there?
If you never beat up someone being weak
Because you experienced how disgusting it's feeling
If you're always a nice person to people
And they're misunderstanding your big heart as a weakness
If you feel that you just don't fit any role, somehow,
And you think: The way it is right now, that's the way it stays
Then you have to know, crying tears is not bad
Oh, and one point to keep in mind: You are not alone
 
That's for all those, who are not of this world
Who don't succeed with conformity, elbows and money
Who are still themselves after all those difficult years
Doesn't matter what others may say, all of you are heroes
 
That's for all those, who are not of this world
Who don't succeed with conformity, elbows and money
Who are still themselves after all those difficult years
Doesn't matter what others may say, all of you are heroes
 
We are not of this world
 

Swiss Lady

She was pretty long
She was slender
And sometimes he took her out of his closet
Then he made music and tenderly laid his hand on her
 
He played rock 'n' roll
He played Dixieland
And was known as the One-Man Mountain Band
He said: 'Through her alone is the world full of music
She gives me everything and never forgets me'
 
She is my Swiss lady
And I a man from the mountains
And whoever has heard her once,
They can surely understand me
Yes, she is my Swiss lady
And I a man from the mountains
And whoever has heard her once
Knows that only an alpenhorn sounds this beautiful
 
Yahoo, doohoo, yahoo, doohoo
Yahoo, Swiss lady
Yahoo, Swiss lady
Yahoo
 
When he came home
He took her in his arms
Where he lovingly took her apart
But before that, he played in the punk rock style again
 
And if deep in the night, the people awoke
And complained
Then he only laughed:
He said: 'I invite you all and we'll celebrate a festival
Because my lady still doesn't want to sleep'
 
She is my Swiss lady
And I a man from the mountains
Yahoo, doohoo, yahoo, doohoo
Yahoo, Swiss lady
She is my Swiss lady
And I a man from the mountains
 

Swiss-Girl

Hello, I'm a Swiss-Girl of the Alps
Hello, and yodelling is my thing
Hello, I'm a Swiss-Girl of the Alps
And if you don't want to believe me
Then I'll yodel to you
And if you don't want to believe me
Then I'll yodel to you
 
[Yodelling]
 
Yodelling, that's the language of my world
Yodelling is what I like
Yodelling, that's the language of my world
And if you don't want to believe me
Then I'll yodel to you
And if you don't want to believe me
Then I'll yodel to you
 
[Yodelling]
 
Hey boys, I think we can do even better
We just do it again
 
[Yodelling]
 
Are you up for an other round?
 
[Yodelling]