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Lost Herd

Which away the game goes
which away the game goes
how she'll tally up the Lord only knows
and he might never come this way again
lost herd drifts with the wind
 
Sun came up blood red
songs got sung- words got said
but the silence now is like to raise the dead
and they ain't comin' thru this way again
lost herd drifts with the wind
 
Fax machine that never sleeps
the mail box junk
the cell phone beep
the old chant buried in some conyon deep
what would you give to hear the chant again
lost herd drifts with the wind
 
Run too far
run too fast
outrun the night and the ghosts of the past
sky too dark in a range too fast
how will we ever get back home again
lost herd drifts with the wind
 

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Happy Jack

Happy Jack wasn't old, but he was a man
He lived in the sand at the Isle of Man
 
The kids would all sing, he would take the wrong key
So they rode on his head in their furry donkey
 
The kids couldn't hurt Jack
They tried, tried, tried
They dropped things on his back
They lied, lied, lied, lied, lied
 
But they couldn't stop Jack, or the waters lapping
And they couldn't prevent Jack from being happy
 
They couldn't stop Jack, or the waters lapping
And they couldn't prevent Jack from feeling happy
 
The kids couldn't hurt Jack
They tried, tried, tried
They dropped things on his back
They lied, lied, lied, lied, lied
 
They couldn't stop Jack, or the waters lapping
And they couldn't prevent Jack from being happy
 
(I saw ya!)
 

Pray

He wants your soul, he will blind you
Tell you lies, betray you, deceive you
He calls himself so many names,
But his real one you will never, never know
 
Pray for me, now pray for me
Cry before you die, before you die
Pray for me, so pray for me
Die for your sins
 
He will preach untrue sermons, telling of lies and talking of sins
The path is long and far
But he will never lead us to the promised land
Don't follow, don't follow this false prophet
 
Pray for me, now pray for me
Cry before you die, before you die
Pray for me, so pray for me
Die for your sins
 
Take revenge on the whole human race
Take revenge on the whole human race
 
He will bring you to your knees and make you weak
He will take his revenge on humanity
He wants your fortune, your belongings
He will suck every single drop of your blood
 
Pray for me, now pray for me
Cry before you die, before you die
Pray for me, so pray for me
Die for your sins, for your sins
 
Pray for me, now pray for me
Cry before you die, before you die
Pray for me, so pray for me
Die for your sins
 
Cry for me
 

As if

As if, as if
As if, as if
 
As if, as if, as if it matters
Innit, innit ‘what happens, happens’?
As if as if’s were enough
 
Is it, is it a fit of angst we see
Is it a bit the fear of failure
It is as if we gave up
 
It’s like, it's like we lack nothing
Kind, kind and so mind numbing
It’s kind of like losing touch
 
And I can’t find me inside
I hide in an empty smile
And I have left me behind
In words that aren’t mine
 
The scene, the scene - the screen’s endless
In style in style... check out my new stress
I’ve seen this stream – did I ditto that?
Like I really care!
 
Pretend pretend life’s a bluescreen
upload dreams in your B-movie
its kinda like life - but not
 
And I can’t find me inside
I hide in an empty smile
And I have left me behind
In words that aren’t mine
 

Regenwörter

Regenwörter
überfluten mich
Von Tropfen aufgesogen
in die Wolken geschwemmt
ich regne
in den offenen
Scharlachmund
des Mohns