Livin´in America 

Got ourselves on a westbound aeroplane

Headed to the land of oportunity

Lookin´ forward to be back in golden state

You can breath the air of liberty

Life is different in America

Big and light an up-armed

Cadillac and Coca-Cola

Livin‘ in America

Black or white, red or yellow are all greedy

Ev´ry man is equal five feet under ground

Good idea George, but your plan is history

But your faceing ev´ry golden cow

Cutie Squirrel from the valley

Sellin´true love in the alley

And the Eagle in the sky is

Blinded by the glorys light  

Vampire Weekend

 The thought of solid food

Makes your stomach cramp and you

Are sure your body will reject

Ev´rything but liquid goods

The sunlite hurts your eyes

So you crawl back into bed

You tell yourself – this time was the last

But then the sun goes down

Low instincts start to rise

You feel the urge again

And you know tonite´s the nite

The taste inside your mouth

Feels like you did all nite

Suck on a rat ass but you can´t remember

All the details so you lite

Yourself another smoke

And you fumble for the pills

You need so bad, supposed to kill your ills

Fearless

Often in life you see no light 

especially when you need it

Far away in dreams so clear 

things always seem to fear

Hand of faith is catching you

desperately going loose

Find a way to go on in life is harder 

than a stone of granite

Harder than a stone of granite 

Chorus 

Sick of all the lies arround you

brings you closer to the edge

Sick of all the lies arround you

You’re already standing on a ledge 

See the glances of the folks 

full of greed an soaked with smoke

Always in the line of fire 

listen to the shouts of hate

Jealous bastards heading forward 

to get your bit of luck again

Find a way to go on in life is 

harder than a stone of granite

Lack of money, lack of friends 

seems to be the status quo

Happy with a short smile of 

the girl passing by

Doing all the best you can but

not enough for feeling well

Find a way to go on in life is 

harder than a stone of granite

Tangerine

Don´t know when I got on board

But the moment that it started

Slowly climbing uphill

Takin´ me to the top

Where will it lead us 

now I can´t seem to stop

I don´t wanna stop I don´t wanna stop

It‘s the fastest rollercoaster ride

I ever did in my life

Faster than in my wildest dreams at nite

Tangerine, oh Tangerine

I wanna shout out loud, I wanna scream

But there´s Jealousy watching me

So I just close my eyes, enjoy the ride

Tangerine, oh Tangerine

Breathing faster, my pulse is riseing

Fancy pictures in my confused head

My guts are grumping,

I´ll never eat again

Totally nervous - like I´m sixteen again

I don´t wanna stop – don´t wanna stop

Rockabilly

He took off his Blue Suede Shoes

Kinda new somehow but now outa use

He no longer combs his hair

The way he used to when he was where

He had thought he’d be for the rest of his life 

but Look at him now, 

do you wanna settle down

What made him so ole

Was it realy Rock’n’Roll

Rockabilly took away

His musical youth, the prime of his days

Now he´s 35 barely alive

But it’s Punkrock that stopped his decay hey

Been a long time on the road

Playing less for money but for the show

Gave a shit to where he played

Long as he’d find someone to lay

His head against for the rest of the nite but

Too many times he got screwed by his own life

Sold his heart and soul

Dieing hard for Rock’n’Roll

Rollin´ in dough

I´m not a Killer myself

I do know how to behave

In fact I am a nice guy

You might have heared something else

My reputation is bad

Allthough I never had

No trouble with law and order

Twenty tons of nice bazookas

Sold to the leaders of the revolution

Shotguns, tanks and amuniton

Warfare is the best solution  

One more religious conflict in a country

I don´t know where it is but I can help.

I´m rollin´ in dough

I´m gettin´ richer ev´ry time I take the phone

I´m rolling in dough

I make a billion ev´ry call or may be more  

Born and raised in the streets of the project

I never had toys, nine I stole my first gun

I had to learn fast how to run my buisness

From rags to riches, not only to survive

Cold hard cash helped to build my empire

I grafted the army, politics and law

Buisness as usual, I´m pulling the strings

But I lead a lonely profiteer life

Surf-Song

You know I´ve allways been the shy and

Unobtrusive friendly kind of boy

That noone knows

I was a staight-A-student never

Causing any trouble- no complains

You think that shows

Even nerds know how to have a ball

Somehow strange I´m never alone in my room

When I lock the door. 

Hey hey hey  -  Orio               

I´m sufin´ to you

Hop on my binary surfboard

it´s so easy hang loose

Hey hey hey  -  Orio                

I´m sufin´ to you

Because you don´t fucking care about my

obsessive one-eyed poit of view.

I´d rather die or live a poor mans

Life than spend another borin´ nite

Without you on

Ma mind it´s hard to believe I found you

More or less by lucky chance I klicked

On your ikon

You popped up I was captured in your web

Somehow strange I´m adicted to a

Technical concept.