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We’re going out on Friday night; ( we know how to live)
Lagered up and looking right; (we know how to live)
Pull a bird at Benj.’s; take her home and do the biz
A little take, a little give; (we know how to live)

Bacon, eggs and tinned tomatoes; (we know how to live)
Mugs of tea, the sun and lager; (we know how to live)
Football on the telly, blue films on the vid
A little take a little give; (we know how to live)

And when it’s all over
And I’m rattling on the gates of heaven
And Peter’s there to ask me
Did you had a good time
I’ll look back on the years
All the laughter and the tears
I’ll say; Sid Vicious did it his way, I did it mine

Fifteen pints and half for the lady; (we know how to live)
Sunday roast with beer and gravy; (we know how to live)
You can stick your fancy French wines up you channel tunnel link
A little take a little give; (we know how to live)

And when it’s all over
And I’m rattling on the gates of heaven
And Peter’s there to ask me
Did you had a good time
I’ll look back on the years
All the laughter and the tears
I’ll say; Sid Vicious did it his way, I did it mine

Holidays with all the lads; (we know how to live)
Sun, sex, sea and duty free fags; (we know how to live)
A two week lager frenzy, and than back home to this
A little take, a little give; (we know how to live)
A little take, a little give; (we know how to live)

Strangled in this knot of sin,
He returns, again begins.
Again to bend, and tear the will.
A witness to this Overkill!!!!!!!!

Awaken! Awaken in me,
Through my eyes! through my eyes you will see,
What is real, what is to be.

Stone glass window

Was conceived outta nuthin
Always be what I ve been
If I focus the real world
One day I might tune it in
Do I have to shout, Do I have to wave a gun
hide my head from the sun screamin someone...

Uncle walter

Your Uncle Walter s going on and on
Bout everything he s seen and done
The voice of 50 years experience
Drunk, watching the television
You know he s been around the world
Last night he flew to Baghdad
In his magical armchair

Abschied

Das Abendrot schwankt trauervoll
Sag mir wie ich dich lassen soll
Sag mir wie ich Vergessen finde
Und mit ihm trauerlosen Schlaf
Sag mir wie ich mich dir entwinde
Der ich so ganz und gar bedarf

Du sprichst die Bitte würdevoll
Sagst...

Machine II machine

So criminal, you re torturing me
With your terminal eyes
Your voodoo brings me down on my knees
You re the murdering kind

Flesh on flesh, sweat on sweat
Hot as hell, cold as steel

Two animals, machine to machine you got
Some primitive feel
Two animals, machine to machine
Spinnin in circles, spinnin inside the wheel

So...