Texty / Cornered Animal
ANOTHER 1984 (FUCK THEIR BRIGHT RIGHT LIFE)
You don't know what to do with this thing -
- You'reThere, TOP SECRET you read on the screen
The State must be proud of its perfect boy
He penetrated and deceived its password
Now your eyes sees their fuckin' lies
About their plans of their fuck 'n' life
You would like to tell them blind all
You are only their fuckin' toys
Fuck their bright right life!
Now he's in the fuck-up and knows
That State Police comes and he'll be disclosed
You watch your PC and try to find a way
How to escape from this fuckin' place
True and lie are merging on the sky
The World is game and you must die
Run away from Big Brothers eyes
Don't stay, you have no time
Fuck their bright right life!
That's right! It's the same
Like in one computer game
Play hard, life is short
It's only one chance to have the right card
Crush the light which fuckin' shines to your eyes
And hide and seek can start tonight
Take the gun and send a sniper to fire
And your way to freedom is gonna be light
Run away from Big Brothers eyes
Smoke the grass, sit down and write
All the PC's of this fuckin land
Have your message about the States crime
Fuck their bright right life!
DON'T KILL THE RATS
I don't care, what some strange people say
About me, Like Rat I grub from the tray
I don't care, what some strange people say
That I have a little tail /oh yeah/
I don't say Yes, I don't say No
These problems are for the sucks
I don't say Yes, I don't say No
And I creep into my box
I don't care if my strange neighbours say
That my girls body is too gray
I don't care if my strange neighbours say
That she sleeps only in the day /oh yeah/
I don't say Yes, I don't say No
Her little teeth bite the cheese
I don't say Yes, I don't say No
My little snout shakes in a breese
Go!
Go and jump!
Hot Blood! So don't get, get us
And don't kill, don't kill the rats!
I don't care if my strange neighbours say
That some men went missing yesterday
I don't care if my strange neighbours say
That my girl and me...
I don't say Yes, I don't say No
We live from hand to mouth
I don't say Yes, I don't say No
But sometimes...well, you know
Go!
Go and jump!
Hot Blood! So don't get, get us
And don't kill, don't kill the rats!
THE PRISONER
I awake ev'ry morning with the feelin'
That it is a different day
But still the strange neverending line
Line remains the same
Puked up my breakfast into the can
Why, all is starting again
And fat pigs swait my awful death
Their thoughts are poison rain
Why my face is like a cut up daisy?
I don't know - night or day?
The wheels of fate are too relentless
I can't find the right way
I can't find the right way
I can't find the right way
I can't find the right way
I can't find the right way
When I go /back and forth in my padded cell/
Again, again, again...
Arms of time took my head and crushed
My ideas to the dust
Maybe death is so close I can
I can touch it, oh yeah
But I'm still here and I'll try again
To fight against my jailors
Against the White Plastic Pillbringers
And Injection Machines
And my fist /is beating against padded walls/
Again, again, again...
I awake ev'ry morning with the feelin'...
BASTARD
Rule of the fight is cruel like hell
And you are only an empty beer can
Where do you want to find your dreams?
Among these social shits, what do you think
Down by the river
You're walkin' in the rain
The rules are ruthless
Alight from this train
What to say? Do it!
You reel in the circle like a fool
You drink too much and try to be cool
But it's in vain 'cause you're a nought
Thrash in a sociaty of fat rich dogs
Down by the river
You're walkin' in the rain
The rules are ruthless
Alight from this train
What to say? Do it!
For everybody you're a bastard!
Who are your judges and who are
Your hangmen in this strange fuckin' time?
No chance for men of your class
Find your first richman and kill him fast
Down by the river
You're walkin' in the rain
The rules are ruthless
To live or die, it's the same
What to say?
You did!
TALK
Throng in square, high count of heads
I never never heard so much Brainz
They talk about more things -
- People, hate, sport, death and pigs
I know, I know when I am
A component of this people's game
I, I, I am the same
Maybe I prate faster than them
We reel roundabout
Still we accept North and South
More things in this world
More informations, many words
No, no, I try to moot
With a strange fate, but I always lose
The times were good, the times were fast
But you know my friend, they ain't gonna last!
Talk, talk, talk, talk, talk
When I gas, yeah, with my friend
I feel good, yeah, and I clear my head
And so the talkin' head
Is searching for different talkin' heads
hey friend did you see?
Was it a head or TV screen?
Hey you, come with me
We'll go for lunch /some rice and meat/
We wander with empty trays
Eatery was drowned in a sea of talk
Time, time, time is for talk...
Talk, talk, talk, talk, talk
When I gas, yeah, with my friend
I feel good, yeah, and I clear my head
THE LOVE OF A PSYCHO
I love /and/ I hate you
I've been tortured for a while
I hate /and/ I miss you
I wanna watch, watch you die
Try to leave me, try to love me
It doesn't matter in the end
Try to beat me, try to suck me
Still your body I'm gonna bend
We'll do it on the road!
If you want, if you need
We can try to make the right heat
If want, if you tell
We can try to make the right hell
I love you /and/ I hate you
I like salt in your eyes
Kill me /or/ stroke me
'Cos your nails are like knives
Love me /and/ sooth me
Puke slowly down my throat
I wanna rape you, I wanna smash you
We will do it on the road
We'll do it on the road!
If you want, if you need
We can try to make the right heat
If want, if you tell
We can try to make the right hell
So what's it gonna be?
My head is in a vice
My mind is in a blender
My brain's chopped into dice
So do something or I'll shit myself
I wanna listen to your cries
Cries in the night from your mouth
But now it's the silence, I despise
If you want, if you need
We can try to make the right heat
If want, if you tell
We can try to make the right hell
I KILLED MY LITTLE PONNY
Every day Carl goes to the peep show
After work he's feelin' down, so
He lives in state of sexual levitation
With a pretty little blond She's the right commotion!
He feels like a man in this situation
Pretty little blond transmits the information
Carl's hand in pants, that's occupation
Pretty little dick. On no! It's sensation!
The days of my youth there was opression
Boys in the class too much masturbation
For that is too much complication
Everybody laughed at me and my situation
I came back from school in a depression
I have to carry out my revolution
I must get rid my inclination
To play with toys - child fixation!
Yeah, yeah, now I'm the Man!
And that's why I killed my little pony
I'm forty years old and I'm holder
Of a drivers permit and my neighbour
My neighbour is a police informer
He greets me every day and takes notes in his folder
I'm exited about my work, yeah
I never bud in line in the cafeteria
I don't take drugs, but tea, I like it
And pretty little blond, she drives me crazy
Yeah, yeah, now I'm the Man!
Every day Carl goes to the peep show...
And that's why I killed my little pony...
WE ARE STILL HERE
I'm bored...I watch TV
Nothing to smoke...Nothing to drink...
I need some beer? I need a girl?
I need to smoke? I need to code?
I don't cry in the hell of this fuckin' train
The train of my slow death, life is my dreadful pain
So Fuck Off!
I'm fuckin' bored...Nothing to do, nothing to do...
Everything bothers me...No cigarettes...
I need some beer? I need a girl?
I need a code? I need some drug?
I don't cry, you suck! in my hidden thoughts
Gone all my dreams, do you think we're on our knees?
So come on!
But We are, We are still here!
I'm very fuckin' bored...Hey girl, do you wanna
go out for a drink?...No?...Not interested...Strange
I need a girl? I need some beer?
I need some drug? I need a code?
I don't cry in the hell of this fuckin' train
We should be fuckin' gone, have you really written of us
So Fuck Off!
'Cos We are, We are still here!
We don't know where, We don't know why
We're going to the end
We don't know how, We don't know what
We're going to the end
We don't know where, We don't know why
We're going to the end
We don't know how, We don't know what
We should be gone
But We are, We are still here
LIFE ON THE BLADE OF A KNIFE
Hot stuff
Flutters through the night streets
She's got to
Simply walk in the summer heat /shit!/
The streets are
Full of violence and blood
Some men
Wanna get her, yeah, that's right
I know, you watch this baby
Your eyes are full of excitement
I know, she's too young
And probably she's for rent /yes!/
Hey baby, turn fast
For you this while is dangerous
No mercy from these men
After all, they need their dose
They're
sick from drugs, sick from the faith
sick from sex, sick from the hate /hot!/
That's life on the blade /of a knife!/
That's right
Next little while will be hot
The night time
Teaches you about guns and drugs /shit!/
And to know
To be raped and be down
Young girl
With clean heart goes through the town
She's
sick from drugs, sick from the faith
sick from sex, sick from the hate /hot!/
That's life on the blade /of a knife!/
Don't stay
Run /it's a bad day/
They want to suck in your small soul
sick from the fear, sick from the spite
sick from to be here, sick from the fight
sick from drugs, sick from the faith
sick from sex, sick from the hate
Don't stay
Run /it's a bad day/
They want to suck in your small soul
Every day death is on your way...
You're CORNERED ANIMAL...