ABER...

Scheiss auf Neverland!!!!!
Big up for Wonderland!!!
Was ist mit Wonderland???
Wo zur Hölle ist unser Traum geblieben?
Nur weil ich "leicht negativ" schreibe heisst das noch lange nicht dass ich den Scheiss auch glaube...
Wo sind eure Träume?
In welcher Welt wollt ihr leben?
Wollt ihr mit "Hey Schnalle, lass ma ficken gehn" leben???????
Ich nicht.
Ich will in einer Welt leben in der es noch was aus macht wie ich bin...wie ich auf andere Menschen (!) zugehe...
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Mann, das wird kurz heute...
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You wanna be an allworld Idiot?...
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Greenday...nix gut...
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Alles schön und ut...aber die zentrale Frage bleibt...findert ihr euch mit der REALITÄT ab oder nicht????
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Ich mach mir die Welt wie sie mir gefällt...
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Ich, rein persönlich, werde weiterhin auf die - in diesem Fall- Frau warten die mich umhaut, wahnsinnig macht und -bitte- nicht auslacht wenn ich ihr die Tür aufhalte...
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Für alles andere was darüber hinausgeht seid ihr zuständig...mir reicht meine Welt...
Hasta MIA Victoria Siempre...
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Mag egoistisch klingen...macht aber nix...
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Ach ja, stolen lyrics:
I'm not saying it was your fault
Although you could have done more

Oh you're so naive yet so...

How could this been done
By such a smiling sweetheart?
Oh I'm just a sweet and pretty face
Its such an ugly word
For something so beautiful
Oh by every time I look inside...



I know, she knows that i'm not fond of asking
True or false, it may be... Well, she's still out to get me.
And I know, she knows that i'm not fond of asking
True or false, it may be... She's still out to get me!



I may say it was your fault
Because i know you could have done more

Oh you're so naive yet so...

How could this be done
By such a smiling sweetheart?
Ohh I'm just a sweet and pretty face
Its such an ugly word
For something so beautiful.
By every time I look inside...



I know, she knows that i'm not fond of asking
True or false, it may be... Well, she's still out to get me.
And I know, she knows that i'm not fond of asking
True or false, it may be... She's still out to get me!



So how could this be done
By such a smiling sweetheart?

You're so naive yet so...

You're such an ugly thing
For someone so beautiful
By every time you're on his side...


I know, she knows that i'm not fond of asking
True or false, it may be... Well, she's still out to get me.
And I know, she knows that i'm not fond of asking
True or false, it may be... She's still out to get me!



Just don't let me down
Just don't let me down
Hold on to your kite
Just don't let me down
Just don't let me down
Hold on to your kite
Just don't let me down
Just don't let me down
Hold on to this kite
Just don't let me down
Just don't let me down
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Ich pflege meistens recht direkt zu sein:
Well now everything dies baby that's a fact
But maybe everything that dies someday comes back
Put your makeup on fix your hair up pretty
And meet me tonight in Atlantic City

Well I got a job and tried to put my money away
But I got debts that no honest man can pay
So I drew what I had from the Central Trust
And I bought us two tickets on that Coast City bus


Now our luck may have died and our love may be cold but with you forever I'll stay
We're goin' out where the sand's turnin' to gold so put on your stockin's baby `cause the night's getting cold
And everything dies baby that's a fact
But maybe everything that dies someday comes back

Now I been lookin' for a job but it's hard to find
Down here it's just winners and losers and don't get caught on the wrong side of that line
Well I'm tired of comin' out on the losin' end
So honey last night I met this guy and I'm gonna do a little favor for him
Well I guess everything dies baby that's a fact
But maybe everything that dies someday comes back
Put your hair up nice and set up pretty
and meet me tonight in Atlantic City
Meet me tonight in Atlantic City
Meet me tonight in Atlantic City
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In the day we sweat it out in the streets of a runaway American dream
At night we ride through mansions of glory in suicide machines
Sprung from cages out on highway 9,
Chrome wheeled, fuel injected
and steppin' out over the line
Baby this town rips the bones from your back
It's a death trap, it's a suicide rap
We gotta get out while we're young
`Cause tramps like us, baby we were born to run

Wendy let me in I wanna be your friend
I want to guard your dreams and visions
Just wrap your legs 'round these velvet rims
and strap your hands across my engines
Together we could break this trap
We'll run till we drop, baby we'll never go back
Will you walk with me out on the wire
`Cause baby I'm just a scared and lonely rider
But I gotta find out how it feels
I want to know if love is wild
girl I want to know if love is real

Beyond the Palace hemi-powered drones scream down the boulevard
The girls comb their hair in rearview mirrors
And the boys try to look so hard
The amusement park rises bold and stark
Kids are huddled on the beach in a mist
I wanna die with you Wendy on the streets tonight
In an everlasting kiss

The highway's jammed with broken heroes on a last chance power drive
Everybody's out on the run tonight
but there's no place left to hide
Together Wendy we'll live with the sadness
I'll love you with all the madness in my soul
Someday girl I don't know when
we're gonna get to that place
Where we really want to go
and we'll walk in the sun
But till then tramps like us
baby we were born to run
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Dressed up for a big date
Like Halloween day but it was Fourth of July now
A car crash with a suitcase and a painted face
She was one of a kind
She wears a plastic crown like Cinderella
And roller skates in bed

Crash rides the greyhound from his hometown
When he comes around 'cause they don't let him drive now
Mixed up as a milkshake
But make no mistake
They're shooting for the stars


You and me
We're invincible together
We can be so tragical, whatever
Dressed up just like ziggy but he couldn't play guitar
Captain Crash and the beauty queen from mars

Share a toothpick, trading lipstick
Watching traffic for days at the diner
Holding hands, making big plans
Playing Superman, he was wearing eyeliner
Another local legend and his longtime lucky charm


You and me
We're invincible together
We can be so tragical, whatever
Dressed up just like ziggy but he couldn't play guitar
Captain Crash and the beauty queen from mars

They're drunk on love as you can get
Getting high on lust and cigarettes
Living life with no regrets
At least they're gonna try to fly

You and me
We're invincible together
We can be so tragical, whatever
We're Sid and Nancy
Fred and Ginger
Clyde and Bonnie
Liz and Richard
Kurt and Courtney
Bacall and Bogie
Joltin' Joe and Ms. Monroe
Here's captain crash and the beauty queen from mars
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In diesem Sinne, wenn die es schaffen jemanden zu finden dann sollten wir das doch wohl auch...
Good Night, Good Luck and Adios...for Today