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Die Toten Hosen lyrics

Album: Crash Landing [2001]

Tracks16
 01 The Producer
 02  The Product
 03  The Fly
 04 Man
 05  Pushed Again
 06  Big Bad Wolf
 07  Bonnie and Clyde
 08  Hopeless Happy Song
 09 I Am the Walrus
 10 I Fought the Law
 11  No Escape
 12  Soul Therapy
 13  Viva la Revolution
 14  Disneyland (Stays the Same)
 15 Revenge
 16  Beautiful Day
all Die Toten Hosen lyrics



The Product
You'll be glad that you selected
this product from our range.
We're sure that you'll enjoy it
and we hope you'll come again.

Always first with the technology,
performance and design
and we stand true to our maxime:
"The customer is right!".

You'll be glad that you selected
this product from our range.
We knew you had the money,
now we know that you've got taste.

You want the finest quality,
that's why you choose our brand,
where every song is custom-made
and always played by hand.

The music's really simple,
there are tunes that you can sing
and there's lots of lovely pictures
on the packaging.

You'll be glad that you selected
this product from our range.
And if you're not - we're sorry,
but it cannot be exchanged.

The money's not refundable,
don't bother to complain.
We're having such fun spending it -
please come again.back to top
The Fly
There's a fly buzzing round inside my head
and it can't find its way out.
Crawling here and there not getting anywhere,
I can feel it panicking now.

As it follows a bundle of nerve fibres
down the temporal lobe to my spinal cord.
Backs up to the pituitary gland,
flees to the forebrain, turns again...

I can feel each footstep like a punch,
my eyes explode with pain.
As it makes its way up my optic track
then pauses and turns again...

It probes my hypotalamus,
blunders round my cranium.
From the tectum to the tegmentum
stretches its wings, then turns again...

Until it reaches the control centre,
that tells me that I'm me.
It burrows into my synapses,
rests a while and then it starts to feed...back to top
Pushed Again
Whispering voices in my head,
sounds like they're calling my name.
A heavy hand is shaking my bed,
I'm waking up and I feel the strain.

I'm feeling pushed again... I'm feeling pushed again...

Why should I go where everyone goes?
Why should I do what everyone does?
I don't like it when you get too close,
I don't wanna be under your thumb.

I'm feeling pushed again... pushed again.
I'm feeling pushed again... pushed again.

Why can't you just leave me alone?
Solitude is a faithful friend.
Turn the lights off - I'm not home,
can't you see, I don't need your help?

You're going fast when I wanna go slow,
you make me run when I want to walk.
You're sending me down a rocky road,
I get confused when you start to talk.

I'm feeling pushed again... feeling pushed again.
I'm feeling pushed again... pushed again.

Why can't you just leave me alone?
You're dragging me right to the edge.
I've got to go when you jerk my rope,
I don't know where the good times went.

And I'm sick of this pain in my head.
And I'm scared I'm being pushed - being pushed again.

It's getting more than I can take,
it's like a band tightening around my head.
If you keep pushing, something's going to break,
it's making me think, I'd be better off dead.

Why can't you just leave me alone?
Solitude is a faithful friend.
I'll sort my life out on my own,
I just want this pressure to end.

And I'm sick of this pain in my head.
And I'm scared I'm being pushed - being pushed again.back to top
Big Bad Wolf
She's drawing pictures of herself
and giant-size men in a Liliput world.
She knows some stories, but never tells
of all her haunted adventures.

Because the big bad wolf
has whispered in her ear,
that no one else must know what happens here.
And she must never ever
breathe a single word
or he'll blow down her fairytale world.

Now safely in her mother's arms,
her tears are like diamonds that roll down her cheeks.
She's afraid and she's ashamed,
but the spell is so strong, that she just cannot speak.

The big bad wolf
has whispered in her ear,
that no one else must know what happens here.
And she must never ever
breathe a single word
or he'll blow down her fairytale world.

She is so shy, just like a deer
and when she scens danger, she knows she must hide.
In the forest she'll disappear,
away from those sharp teeth and piercing grey eyes.

And the big bad wolf
will never find her here
or fill her small heart up with fear.
And she will never ever
breathe a single word,
she'll stay in her fairytale world.

She will never ever
breathe a single word,
she'll just stay in her fairytale world.back to top
Bonnie and Clyde
Bonnie & Clyde
Wir sind uns vorher nie begegnet,
doch ich hab dich schon lang vermisst.
Auch wenn ich dich zum ersten Mal hier treff,
ich wusste immer wie du aussiehst.
Mit dir will ich die Pferde stehln,
die uns im Wege sind.
Ich geh mir dir durch dick und dünn
bis an das Ende dieser Welt.

Leg deinen Kopf an meine Schulter,
es ist schön, ihn da zu spürn,
und wir spielen Bonnie und Clyde.
Komm, wir klauen uns ein Auto,
ich fahr dich damit rum
und wir spielen Bonnie und Clyde.

Was wir zum Leben brauchen,
werden wir uns schon irgendwie holen.
Wir rauben ein paar Banken aus
oder einen Geldtransport.
Wir schießen zwei, drei, vier, fünf Bullen um,
wenn es nicht mehr anders geht.
Jeder weiß genau, was er da tut,
wenn er uns aufhalten will.

Leg deinen Kopf an meine Schulter,
es ist schön, ihn da zu spüren,
und wir spielen Bonnie und Clyde.
Auch wenn uns die ganze Welt verfolgt,
wir kümmern uns nicht drum,
denn wir sind Bonnie und Clyde.

Wenn uns der Boden untern den Füßen brennt,
machen wir uns aus dem Staub.
In den Bergen hängen wir alle ab,
die etwas von uns wollen.
Lebendig kriegen sie uns nie,
egal wie viele es sind.
"Tod oder Freiheit" soll auf unserem Grabstein stehn.

Leg deinen Kopf an meine Schulter,
es ist schön ihn da zu spüren,
und wir spielen Bonnie und Clyde.
Komm wir bomben uns durchs Leben
und öffnen jede Tür,
denn wir sind Bonnie und Clyde.

Leg deinen Kopf an meine Schulter,
es ist schön, ihn da zu spüren,
und wir spielen Bonnie und Clyde.
Unsere Liebe soll ein Sprengsatz sein,
der ständig explodiert.
Du bist Bonnie, ich bin Clyde.back to top
Hopeless Happy Song
What is it? Sounds like a hit,
keeps buzzing round my head.
Brings a swing to your hips, a smile to your lips,
but it makes me see red.

It's good when you shop, makes your heart-rate drop,
worries drift away.
You don`t have to listen to the silence,
that's what you really hate.

There's a little melody ringing in my ears,
sounds so peaceful and so sweets, soothes away my fears.
There's a hopeless happy song burrowing in my brain,
it tears my heart to pieces, it's driving me insane.

Can you boogie to the revolution?
Can you shimmy to the holocaust?
Can you tap your toes to your troubles and woes?
Can you join in with the words?

It's unconditional surrender,
it's the bland leading the blind.
It helps you find your way through the dreary day,
but it's making me lose my mind.

There's a little melody ringing in my ears,
sounds so peaceful and so sweets, soothes away my fears.
There's a hopeless happy song burrowing in my brain,
it tears my heart to pieces, it's driving me insane.back to top
No Escape
Another boring Saturday in another boring week,
I needed something to wake me up and make my life complete.

I had some stuff I'd been saving for a special occasion.
I took one, then I took one more, my head blew up like a bomb.
My room started spinning around, I fell down to the floor,
I lay there for quite a while, then I crawled towards the door.

Hanging on to the handle, I tried to get off my knees,
The door opened and the hallway morror was right in front of me.
My face was hanging there like it belonged to someone else
and I could see all the bits of me I'd been hiding from myself.

There's no escape,
no escape for you.
There's no escape,
no escape from me.

Another boring Saturday in another boring week,
but now it seems so far away and I'm too fucked to speak.

Wish I could have another boring day, but I'm stuck with this instead.
In the hallway with a frozen face and these questions in my head.
I close my eyes and turn around, I try to break the spell -
I reach out for the front door, and I leave my private hell.

I get outside and I walk around, waiting for my mind to clear,
but every window that I look in… I see the same face appear.
And everybody walking down the street is wearing the same face, too.
Now they are all staring at me and there's nothing I can do.

There's no escape,
no escape for you.
There's no escape,
no escape from me.

This is your face speaking,
you're one face in the crowd.
You know there's no escape from me,
you'd better face it now.back to top
Soul Therapy
Sometimes you can't cope with life,
you think there's nothing you can do.
The whole world seems to be caving in and burying you.
All the hatred and the hypocrisy, the punishment of truth,
the sickness and the cynicism, that strips away your youth.
If you could find a crack in this faceless wall
and push your fingers through,
your hand will touch another hand 'cause I'm buried here, too.

Come on! Let's join up!
Let's rise out of this dirt,
escape from this oppression, this anger and this hurt.
The ignorance, intolerance, stupidity and lies,
spreading like a virus and ruining our lives.
All we need is honesty to push away this night,
let's hang on to our innocence and hold each other tight.

And we could cure ourselves if we believe it's possible,
let's lie down on this couch and make ourselves more comfortable.
We've come to the oasis that we've both been searching for,
so let's lay down our weapons and forget this stupid war.
We'll listen to each other, our wounds will start to heal,
it's starting out as role-play, but it ends up being real.

I heal you,
if you take care of me.
And we lose ourselves
in soul therapy.

We'll dive into our deepest fears, delve into our souls,
we'll face up to our nightmares until the fear dissolves.
And when you meet your enemies, I'll be there by your side,
from man or god or devil you will never need to hide.
All we need is honesty to push away the night.
Let's hang on to each other,
let's hold each other tight.

I heal you,
if you take care of me.
We lose ourselves
in soul therapy.

I heal you,
if you take care of me.
And we lose ourselves
in soul therapy.

And we'll find ourselves
in soul therapy.back to top
Viva la Revolution
Viva La Revolution

Jeden Morgen ein Drei-Minuten-Fruehstuecksei
und eine Runde mit dem Hund
puenktlich bei der Arbeit sein
puenktlich wieder Schluss
jeden Tag in die gleiche Richtung
ohne zu fragen wieso
jede Nacht dieselben Gesichter
in denselben Fernseh-Shows

Niemals wuerden wir so enden
haben wir uns damals gesagt
keine Lust auf diesen Kaefig
mit Regeln wie Eisenstangen
es war wie ein riesengrosser Aufschrei
wir waren dagegen und nie dafuer
und damit endlich etwas passiert
ritzten wir in jede Scheisshaustuer:

Viva la Revolution - es lebe die Revolution
Viva la Revolution - es gibt ein Leben vor dem Tod

Wir wollten diese Welt verendern
und liefen erstmal zum Friseur
denn irgend jemand hatte mal gesagt
dass das Aussehen wichtig waer
und dann warfen wir uns in den Kampf
wie die Krieger von Babylon
jeder glaubte an was anderes
weil keiner etwas verstand

Der alte Marx waer sicher stolz auf uns
und unseren Heiligen Krieg
denn es ging um unsere Freiheit
Gott sei Dank haben wir gesiegt
und heute koennen wir waehlen
zwischen SPD und CDU
zwischen RTL und ZDF
fuer Pepsi oder Coke

Viva la Revolution - es lebe die Revolution
Dieses "Viva la Revolution" war leider auch nur Opiumback to top
Disneyland (Stays the Same)
No more Cigars from Cuba, oppression in East Timor,
sedition in Zimbabwe, dollar crisis in New York.
Skinhead thugs out on the streets in London and Berlin,
GM foods grown in the West, in Thailand - Burger King.

Trees fall in the rainforest, the Yen falls in Japan,
killer virus in the Congo, HIV in the Vatican.
Silicon deaths in Hollywood, famine in Sudan,
atomic tests by India, France and Pakistan.

It doesn't matter if you're rich or poor,
if the bombs are dropping and the world's at war -
one place stays secure:

Disneyland will stay the same.
Disneyland will stay the same.

Massacres in Mexico, in Moscow - the Mafia,
weapons inspectors leave Iraq, terror in Bogota.
Water shortage in the West Bank, New Guinea tsunami,
ethnic cleansing by the Serbs, the Turks and the Chinese.

It doesn't matter if you're rich or poor,
if the bombs are dropping and the world's at war -
one place stays secure:

Disneyland will stay the same.
Disneyland will stay the same.

Northern Ireland talks break down, Basque attacks in Spain,
fascists and fundamentalists on the rise again.
Clampdown in Vietnam, Aborigine rights denied,
tourist murders in Uganda, the entire EU resigns.

It doesn't matter if you're rich or poor,
if the bombs are dropping and the world's at war -
Disneyland will stay secure.
When your life's fucked up and down the drain
and you haven't got the energy to start again -
Disneyland will stay the same.
Disneyland will stay the same.back to top
Beautiful Day
It's a morning full of innocence
as the day defeats the night
and the sun shines down like a gift from God
and the world is new and bright.
The moment seems so holy
as I see you walk my way.
But a prayer requires a sacrifice
and someone has to pay
for this beautiful day -
such a beautiful day.

When I close my hands around your neck
don't be upset with me.
'Cause all of us are just passing through,
we stay awhile and then we leave.
And if the Lord should call you early,
does it matter anyway?
Could there be a better time to go?
Could there be a better way
than on this beautiful day?
Such a beautiful day -
this beautiful day.
What a beautiful day.
This beautiful day -
your final day.back to top
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