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Danach

Wann kommt der Schnee, der wie ein Mantel sich um dieses Elend legt
Und diese wunde Erde sanft zur Nacht bedeckt?
Und uns're Gräueltaten vor dem Mond versteckt.
Ein tiefer Schlaf im weißen Bett ist ganz perfekt.
 
Es mag wohl sein, es kommt der Tag, an dem sich wieder etwas regt
Dort unterm Eis, doch keiner wird sich dran erfreu'n.
Es ist auch niemand da, um es noch zu bereu'n
Und niemand um die Saat im Frühling auszustreu'n.
 
Wann kommt der Winter?
Wann kommt der Winter?
Wann kommt der Winter?
Wann kommt der Winter?
 
Wann kommt der Frost, der alles sein wird, was am Ende übrig bleibt,
Um uns die Tränen noch zu trocknen, im Gesicht?
Zum Abschied glitzern sie im allerletzten Licht.
Und nur ein Wiederseh'n, das gibt es sicher nicht.
 
Es kommt die Zeit, an dem der letzte Sieger die Geschichte schreibt,
Und seinde Furcht mitnimmt, im kalten Glorienschein.
Und endlich wird ein Ende mit dem Klagen sein.
Und endlich gibt es wirklich gar nichts zu verzeih'n.
 
Du bliebst verkehrt und fremd, so ließest du die eig'ne Welt im Stich.
Wann kommt der Winter?
Und nichts besaß für dich mehr irgendeinen Wert an und für sich.
Wann kommt der Winter?
Sahst du nie, dass es etwas gibt, das schwerer als dein Reichtum wiegt?
Wann kommt der Winter? Wann kommt der Winter?
Wir war'n im Krieg, und haben uns besiegt.
 
Und während du durch Schneegestöber mit den letzten Schritten wankst,
Dich bei den Flocken für den Niedergang bedankst,
Ist es der Schluss, zu dem du abschließend gelangst:
Wenn alles stirbt, dann stirbt auch endlich deine Angst
 

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The Juice of the Barley

In the sweet county Lim'rick, one cold winter's night
All the turf fires were burning when I first saw the light;
And a drunken old midwife went tipsy with joy
As she danced round the floor with her slip of a boy
 
Singing, 'Bainne na mbó is an gamhna
And the juice of the barley for me'
 
Then when I was a young lad of six years or so
With me book and my pencil to school I did go
To a dirty old school house without any door
Where lay the school master blind drunk on the floor
 
Singing, 'Bainne na mbó is an gamhna
And the juice of the barley for me'
 
At the learning I wasn't such a genius I'm thinking
But I soon bet the master entirely at drinking
Not a wake or a wedding for five miles around
But meself in the corner was sure to be found
 
Singing, 'Bainne na mbó is an gamhna
And the juice of the barley for me'
 
Then one Sunday the priest read me out from the altar
Saying, 'You'll end your days with your neck in a halter;
And you'll dance a fine jig betwixt heaven and hell'
And his words they did haunt me the truth for to tell
 
Singing, 'Bainne na mbó is an gamhna
And the juice of the barley for me'
 
So the very next morn as the dawn it did break
I went down to the priest house the pledge for to take
And in there in the room sat the priests in a bunch
Round a big roaring fire drinking tumblers of punch
 
Singing, 'Bainne na mbó is an gamhna
And the juice of the barley for me'
 
Well, from that day to this, I have wandered alone
I'm a jack of all trades and a master of none
With the sky for me roof and the earth for me floor
And I'll dance out my days drinking whiskey galore
 
Singing, 'Bainne na mbó is an gamhna
And the juice of the barley for me'
 

Propaganda

You thought you found what you wanted in the propaganda
Too many pieces to mop up, I told you this was a mistake
It's undecided, but I got to know
We been divided, but I told you so
You must have been born reciting
The most poetic ride or die death wish
 
But we could be different
The ways I would give in
It's something about it
I'm weaker without it
 
I think it's something about you
 
It's something bout this situation
The windows don't make sounds and I'm all fucked up
I can't save myself
Mama I need help
I think I made some bad decisions
The guns abound in my love and I'm all fucked up
I can't save myself
Mama I need help
 
Tell me tell me that it's over
And tell me that you're strong enough
Look at the mirror at my messy hair
I'm addicted to this bleed on love
I wanna be understanding but
Baby we gonna fuck this whole thing up
I suck aside I decided that suicide is on my side
 
But we could be different
The ways I would give in
There's something about it
I'm weaker without it
 
I think it's something about you
 
It's something bout this situation
The windows don't make sounds
And I'm all fucked up
I can't save myself
Mama I need help
Think I made some bad decisions
Guns abound in my love and I'm all fucked up
I can't save myself
Mama I need help
 
I know you call me pretty baby
I thought you'd be the one to save me baby
I know you call me pretty baby
I thought you'd be the one to save me baby
 
Something bout this situation
The windows don't make sounds and I'm all fucked up
I can't save myself
Mama I need help
I think it's something about you
Something bout these bad decisions
Guns abound in my love and I'm all fucked up
I can't save myself
Mama I need some help
 
Mama I need some help
Mama gimme some help
Maybe you need some help
I need some help
 

Journey to the Center of the Mind

Leave your cares behind
Come with us and find
The pleasures of a journey to the center of the mind
 
Come along if you care
Come along if you dare
Take a ride to the land inside of your mind
 
Beyond the seas of thought
Beyond the realm of what
Across the streams of hopes and dreams where things are really not
 
Come along if you care
Come along if you dare
Take a ride to the land inside of your mind
 
But please realise
You'll probably be surprised
For it's the land unknown to man
Where fantasy is fact
So if you can, please understand
You might not come back
 
Come along if you care
Come along if you dare
Take a ride to the land inside of your mind
 
How happy life could be
If all of mankind
Would take the time to journey to the center of the mind
Would take the time to journey to the center of the mind
Center of the mind (The mind, the mind)
 

WTF I Want

The ho that wanna holler at crucial
The bitch wouldn't let me goddamn buy her baby no shoes, all that shit, bitch
You ain't wanna holler, but ho, you gon' holler motherfuckin' now
'Cause I'm doin' what the fuck I wanna motherfuckin' do
I'ma keep gettin' up, lookin' at this bankroll that won't motherfuckin' fold and thank God I got it (Country ass, foot draggin' ass bitch)
You better holler now, bitch
Or get that shit up out your motherfuckin' jaw
 
Do what the fuck I want, fuck I want, fuck I want to do
I do what the fuck I want, the fuck I want, the fuck I want to do
I do what the fuck I want (Do what I), fuck I want (Do what I), fuck I want to do (Do what the fuck I want to, yeah)
Do what the fuck I want (Do what I), fuck I want (Do what I), fuck I want to do (Do what the fuck I want to, yeah)
 
I do what I want, don't give a fuck 'bout who don't like
She fuck you for them figures, she gon' fuck me on sight
They know a nigga cool but I can spazz on sight
I work my ass off, this shit ain't happen overnight
Invite her on a PJ, she give BJ, takin' flight
Get head in H-O-V like she gon' swat if I hit it right
Born with the gift of Gab, I can rap, trap, or swipe
I don't take no naps, I'm on addies all night
 
Do what the fuck I want, fuck I want, fuck I want to do
I do what the fuck I want, the fuck I want, the fuck I want to do
I do what the fuck I want (Do what I), fuck I want (Do what I), fuck I want to do (Do what the fuck I want to, yeah)
Do what the fuck I want (Do what I), fuck I want (Do what I), fuck I want to do (Do what the fuck I want to, yeah)
 
Sometimes I get high and sometimes I don't like weed
Sometimes I pop Adderall 'til I just can't sleep (I love it)
Sometimes I'm on percs, sometimes I just wanna sleep (Ooh)
Sometimes I want sex, I pop molly, think 'bout cheese, yeah
Niggas sittin' ducks, I relay 'round them like meats
I don't wanna fuck, I want her down on her knees
Paper chase long as I got motherfuckin' feet
Long as it's breath up in my lungs, then I'm motherfuckin' free
 
Do what the fuck I want, fuck I want, fuck I want to do
I do what the fuck I want, the fuck I want, the fuck I want to do
I do what the fuck I want (Do what I), fuck I want (Do what I), fuck I want to do (Do what the fuck I want to, yeah)
Do what the fuck I want (Do what I), fuck I want (Do what I), fuck I want to do (Do what the fuck I want to, yeah)