Lyrics -MAGIC BUBBLES-
Hang ‘Em High
Last night, I woke up in sweat, my back was hurting like a hell,
I curse remember how it was, I singing the Old Mans Blues for you
One Day I will miss it all, I will miss the parties and the noise
Oh god just another day, I was singing the Old Mans Blues for you
Just waste, no activity, I feel like losing all my gifts,
Control is a foreign word, I´m singing the Old Mans Blues for you
Marshall Law
Don´t rush to conclusion, this can´t be true
This is not what I wanted, or what I needed to be
Is that all you really can, or is just a part
I´m drowning in my promises, how can I be satisfied
Hey man, take a look at what is left from all your plans/aims
The further we might come, the expectations grow
The higher we might rise, the deeper we will fall
This coin got another side, I need to find
All the things you´ve reached to time, aren´t there to compare
Come down from the expectation rule, and low the speed
The one who overrats his skills, will fall indeed
What´s left
He won´t change his battlefield, he´s all alone, (in the eyes of)
He was shooting the same old guns again
Its growing on and on, to a monument
They won´t stop the demons in his head (for the last)
What is left, two years ago from now
What is left, in the body where it´s grown
He won´t change his battlefield, he cannot turn,
He´s fighting the same old enemies
There grows a monster, can´t be beat,
Created by the progress heat (it´s a shame)
The Information
Well hey I deal with information, and I can sleep still tight in the night,
Well I deliver, what´s in your interest, and I don´t care, if it´s right or it´s wrong
Gatekeeper, Newsbreaker
I got man in New York, I got a line to London, all these lines they centre in me
But I don´t care about the information, the truth hiding between the lines
If you believe in what you´re writing, can you differ between real and the deal
I don´t care about the information, I can watch my life on CNN
Boogie
The season change but i don´t care, I got my cigarettes,
I´m feeling dead, i´m looking glad, i´m in my chat again.
There is a chair, there is some time, I can´t feel better now,
And if you ask I wouldn´t lie, I have got something to do with me
(I wanna express myself by being silent and lazy)
There must be something more
And in a way there is comfort to suppress myself, and all the things that matter now
Are not mine, cause I have locked the door
The final kick, the love supreme, what does that mean to me,
my cigarettes, my cyberlife, my cellphone do the same for me
there must be something more, they trying to getting me up
What´s the deal?
It hit me like a surprise, the stars coming down to size
Starships falling down to earth, “hehe let´s slave the world”
Hehe, what´s the deal?
It hit me like a surprise, laserbrain
They call for nothing like: love supreme
I pretend love for their: laserbrain,
He you, mars attacks, But what do I get for that?
I believe
I feel so empty, cause I know the truth,
This ain´t the real world, a kaleidoscope,
In my sole reign, it´s all for sure
The steaming engines, go always straight,
Looking for progress, It´s in reverse
I´m always after, trying to define
In my sole reign, It´s all for sure
I believe that there´s no other ending
I believe…