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Evil Tank Machine
Lyrics by Stefan Preiss
Hear me coming ´round the bend
fear my greetings made of lead
Machine roars awhile plowing through your shed
Got bullets for your neighbor and shrapnells for your head
My rump is made of iron
my brain is made of steel
My black heart´s eating diesel, babe,
and there´s nothing I can feel
Chorus:
Keep on rolling - Evil Tank Machine
Keep on rolling - Evil Tank Machine
Keep on rolling - Evil Tank Machine
Keep on rolling - Evil Tank Machine
I´m always stacked with ammo
no way my fuel gets low
In any war that´s going on
I´ll make my magic show
So I just keep on fighting
and killing for release
I´m the knife that cuts your life
full metal jacket peace
Chorus
Solo
Charge !
Solo Coach
Divisions keep on marching
and spreading war disease
Fucking for virginity
and killing for my peace
No banner we will follow
no higher aim to fight
Got no excuse for anything
but I think I´m allright
Chorus
YOU’RE OUT, I’M IN
Lyrics by Stefan Preiss
Never thought it will be like this
All you have done is dismissed
It´s all over now that´s a fact
You are stunned, can´t react
Have to tell you now it´s just because of me
Chorus:
I´m the one to change your cards
See me smile and smell my farts
I´m so quick and you are lame
Sorry but...You´re out ! I´m in !
Now you ´re standing in the rain
Of misfortune and of pain
Stumbling down this black hole street
Clothes soaked wet, can´t sleep nor eat
And your golden palace now belongs to me
Chorus:
I´m the one who stole your throne
Ain´t it sad to be alone
Changing gear is not a sin
Sorry but... You´re out ! I´m In !
Thousands wait in line to see my kingdom fall !
CHARGE
Lyrics by Stefan Preiss
Hey you tell me what you want from me
What´s your problem with me anyway
You don´t like the things that you see
Do you dare to see what is me
If not then shut up and go away
I don´t care about anything you say
If you´re not going to leave me alone
Then I´ll charging up my real bad attitudes
Solo Coach
What for are you talking anymore
I have already shut my doors
For your need to step into my thoughts
Better stop or you smell the mighty glove
My thoughts are for me and me alone
I stay in control when you are gone
I don´t give a fuck ´bout what you care
Go to hell and I´ll sincerely pay the fare
VACATION IN THE CRYPT
Lyrics by Stefan Preiss
Welcome to my little world, hope you have your corpse secured
Hold your thoughts quite deep inside, just watch and be disturbed
In my nutshell universe, going forward means reverse
Stepping back means go ahead, to rott is to preserve
Be comfortable and have a seat, I´m sorry nothing´s left to eat
All drinks are spilled across the floor, my oven has no heat
But if you listen very hard you hear the bones breaking apart
And guts tossed out by giant jaws, we eat what´s on the card
Chorus:
Vacations in the crypt get down on your knees
Staring in the dark means there really is no light
Vacations in the crypt now it´s time to feed
The monsters in your head you thought thy were all dead
Vacations in the crypt tell me what you see
Is it yourself is it me or just a fantasy
Vacations in the crypt there´s no reality
It´s all fun and games until you see the threat is real
The door is locked so you can stay, before the dinner comes the pray
Tastes better with a strong belief, believe in me I say
You don´t believe in evil tales as I fix you with some nails
To my old oak supper plate that has so many trails
Don´t move hold still or this might hurt, here comes the blade don´t speak a word
The tongue ´s connected to your throat, not anymore I swear
As long as you can see the light above your head it´s shining bright
You know that you are still alive - at least for this long night
Chorus
Solo Coach
SURGERY `S OPEN !
INTO THE DARK
Lyrics by Stefan Preiss
In the middle of nowhere far from this place
There is nothing but darkness and empty space
No solid surface no planet near
Not one travelling comet (has) ever got lost here
Chorus:
Fall into the dark into the black
Follow the track no turning back
Right out of a mudball near to this place
Something is evolving called human race
First few in number (with) no cultural worth
But without any doubt (made) to rule the earth
As the centuries go by they got pretty far
With improving techniques - we are what we are
In honour of nature they create their own cells
Who´s got he answer - is there anyone else
Chorus
1st Solo Coach/2nd Solo René
A new day for discovers - hear the experts say
And they keep on talking in this global play
They rule the fire, they are kings of the air
Masters of destruction - why should we care
Everything is perpetual, they just do what they do
But they are doing their best and they will break through
In the middle of nowhere that is their place
Lost in time and meaning and lost in space
Chorus
DOWN
Lyrics by Stefan Preiss
Watch your step before you kneel
Hold the freedom made by me
No cheap trick just pure reality
This here ain ´t no democracy
If you want to get out you can´t
If you try
My strength will keep you down for a-
-nother while
Chaining your thougts nothing is left
But one lie
Never question the rules that I made for you
You can do what ever you want
Don´t forget who´s in command
Live or die, that doesn´t matter to me
As long as I don´t disagree
So creep around my feet and I
Stand up high
Above your head my sword its blade
Keep it dry
Justice is blind they say -hell yeah- so am I
Being alive for you it´s just not to die
1st Solo Coach/2nd Solo René
THREE PARTS OF A QUARTER
Lyrics by Stefan Preiss
So we´re here are you too
It´s been a long way
What are we looking for
I don´t know if you know
We all know that probably the end is near
So let´s go if you stay it´s not my fault
´Cause I´ll be going anyway
But if you stay then be aware that in that day
No one will be here to say a prayer
Don ´t you get it - I don´t wanna hear it
Wise talks wise talks- headsoff throatcut backstabb talks
No solution - only more confusion
When why who what - what´s the time on broken clocks
So what now don´t ask me smart enough
And I´m just a wannabe
Let´s shake hands in a while we´ll make a deal
The truth is coming doggy-style
Nah, come on don´t be scared follow me
And my sympathy artillery
See th light from the tunnels end
That´s a fact
A ton of gold is waiting ´round the bend
Don ´t you get it - I don´t wanna hear it
Wise talks wise talks- headsoff throatcut backstabb talks
No solution - only more confusion
When why who what - what´s the time on broken clocks
1st Solo Coach / 2nd Solo René
Don ´t you get it - I don´t wanna hear it
Wise talks wise talks- headsoff throatcut backstabb talks
No solution - only more confusion
When why who what - what´s the time on broken clocks