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Power of Words! : Free Your Hate
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Power of Words! : Hau Ruck
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Malt doch nicht immer
Den teufel an die wand
Euer ewiges gewimmer
Kostet den verstand
Krempelt hoch die ?rmel und
Atmet tief durch
Wir werden es schon schaffen
Trotzet eurer furcht
Wir werden es schon schaffen
Wir werden es schon schaffen
Wir werden es schon schaffen
Wir werden es schon schaffen
Wir werden es schon schaffen
An deck jetzt alle
Drauf und dran
Spuckt in die h?nde
Packen wir's an
Hau ruck!
Packen wir's an
Hau ruck!
Packen wir's an
Hau ruck!
Packen wir's an
Hau ruck!
Ruck zuck!
Macht gute meine
Zum bitterb?sen spiel
Ihr habt nichts zu verlieren doch
Gewinnen k?nnt ihr viel
Ihr habt nichts zu verlieren
Schnallt den g?rtel enger
N?hret euren zorn
Den letzten kriegen die hunde
Schaut entschlossen nur nach vorn
Zusammen jetzt alle
Zieht den karren aus dem dreck
Unsere r?cken unsere f?uste nur das
Mittel zum zweck
Hau ruck!
Hau ruck!
Hau ruck!
Hau ruck!
Ruck zuck!
Hau ruck!
Hau ruck!
Hau ruck!
Hau ruck!
Hau ruck!
Ruck zuck!
Hau ruck!
Hau ruck!
Hau ruck!
Hau ruck!
Ruck zuck!
Hau ruck!
Hau ruck!
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Power of Words! : You're No Good
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Power of Words! : New American Century
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Power of Words! : Real Thing
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Cracking under pressure violently
Chaos eats away the best of me
A former shadow of myself
Porcelain doll, just an empty shell
Bug in amber that can't be reached
Choking on fear that stings like bleach
Gimme the real thing
Gimme the life
Give me something deep
Something straight
Like a sharpened knife
Gimme the real thing
Give me the life
Gimme a fresh start,
Like a new born child
Gimme the real thing
I have no friends
I'm always by myself
I cannot pacify my shame and doubt
Drained them dry
And damned them all to hell
I've no control or any will to stop
Everything perfect just melts away
I've got the touch like evil prey
Talking pictures in black and white
Spitting their venom back at mine
Gimme the real thing
Gimme the life
Give me something deep
Something straight
Like a sharpened knife
Gimme the real thing
Give me the life
Gimme a fresh start,
Like a new born child
Gimme the real thing
Gimme the real thing
Gimme the life
Give me something deep
Something straight
Like a sharpened knife
Gimme the real thing
Give me the life
Gimme a fresh start,
Like a new born child
Gimme the real thing
Everything old is new again
My only crime buried under cold skin
In the quiet of my tiger's eye
Cross my heart and hope to die
GIMME THE REAL THING
Gimme the real thing
Gimme the life
Give me something deep
Something straight
Like a sharpened knife
Gimme the real thing
Give me the life
Gimme a fresh start,
Like a new born child
Gimme the real thing
Gimme the real thing
Gimme the real thing
Gimme the real thing
Gimme the real thing
Gimme the life
Like a new born child
Gimme the real thing
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Power of Words! : Every Day's A Good Day
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The biggest mistake was to let you near me
I'm speaking to you but you won't ever hear me
Close to the touch but aeons away
On a distant planet on another day
I thought we were even I hoped it was cool
Your guilty pleasures made you a fool
I extended it all but you turned it to dreck
You keep trashing my name and stabbing my back
I shall not be terrorized
You will pay for all those lies
And every day's a good day to die
Fucka, fucka, die, mutha fucka, bye-bye
And every day's a good day to die
Fucka, fucka, die, mutha fucka, bye-bye
And every day's a good day to die
A spewing volcano of distortion and hate
You plead and beg me to spare your fate
You evoke our friendship and the days of old
But I know a dish that's best served cold
The gleaming blade a muffled cry
You won't live to testify
And every day's a good day to die
Fucka, fucka, die, mutha fucka, bye-bye
And every day's a good day to die
Fucka, fucka, die, mutha fucka, bye-bye
And every day's a good day to die
Fucka, fucka, die, mutha fucka, bye-bye
I gave you it all
I let you perform
You sowed the wind now you'll reap the storm
In the coldest blood steady-handed
I take no prisoners the eagle has landed
And every day's a good day to die
Fucka, fucka, die, mutha fucka, bye-bye
And every day's a good day to die
Fucka, fucka, die, mutha fucka, bye-bye
And every day's a good day to die
good day good day good day
good day good day good day
good day good day good day
IDIOT! IDIOT! IDIOT! IDIOT!
And every day's a good day
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Power of Words! : Mini Mini Min
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Petit, petit, petit
Tout est mini dans notre vie
Mini-moke et mini-jupe
Mini-moche et lilliput
Il est mini Docteur Schweitzer
Mini mini ?a manque d'air
Mini-jupe et mini-moque
Miniature de quoi j'me moque
Mini, mini, mini
Mini, mini, mini, min
Petit, petit, petit
Petit, petit, petit
Mini, mini, mini, min
Petit, petit, petit
Tout est mini dans notre vie
Minist?re et terminus
Minimum et minibus
Moi je pr?f?re les maxis
Maxi-moke et maxi-jupe
Maxi-moche et maxi-pute
Il est maxi Docteur Schweitzer
Maxi maxi ?a respire l'air
Maxit?re et termaxus
Maximum et maxibus
Maxist?re et termaxus
Maximum et maxibus
Maxist?re et termaxuszum zweck
Mini, mini, mini
Mini, mini, mini, mini
Mini, mini, mini
Mini, mini, mini, mini
Mini, mini, mini
Mini, mini, mini, mini
Mini, mini, mini
Mini, mini, mini, mini
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Power of Words! : Professional Killer
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Conquer your world
Study you quietly
Count the ways
I'll do anything you say
There will be no holding back
Legions of me
So cruel
Longing eternally
Bitter sweet possibilities
A tiger on the attack
Ready to bleed
Tragically yours
Obey and submit to me
I will find you
Wherever you hide
Got a thrill for the hunt
A skilled criminal mind
So calm
Tracking your every move
Unrelenting my conscious clear
Beyond a shadow of doubt
A force to be feared
Wretched and pure
Tricky and dangerous
Do not question
Or challenge your fate
A promise written in blood
Take life for pay
Yours is not to ask why
Yours is to do and die

Professional killer

Yours is not to ask why
Yours is to do and die

Professional killer

Yours is not to ask why
Yours is to do and die
Yours is not to ask why
Yours is to do and die

Professional killer
Professional killer
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Power of Words! : Feed Our Fame
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Watch you as you eat your own
Half truths mixed with lies
Defending what you think you know
Changing stories all the time
Talking til your face is blue
Tripping on your words
Righteous in your knowledge
But you haven't got a clue
Laughing as the web you weave
Tangles til you choke
We are here and still the same
It's you that has become the joke

We are the ones you love to hate
Sleaze makes you wet below
Aching for a taste
Nothing but the best for you
All your little fits and starts
Crumbs that satiate
Urban legend drama
Only serves to feed our fame
Feed our fame
Feed our fame
Feed our fame
Feed our fame

Our celebrated legacy
No flimsy house of cards
Hero worship or disdain
We take you all
For what you are
Chitter chatter jabber
You're the pilot to our shark
We've toured these oceans long before
Our territory firmly marked

We are the ones you love to hate
Sleaze makes you wet below
Aching for a taste
Nothing but the best for you
All your little fits and starts
Crumbs that satiate
Only make us stronger
Only serve to feed our fame
Feed our fame
Feed our fame
Feed our fame
Feed our fame
Feed our fame

Watch you as you eat your own
Half truths mixed with lies
Defending what you think you know
Changing stories all the time

We are the ones you love to hate
Sleaze makes you wet below
Aching for a taste
Nothing but the best for you
All your little fits and starts
Crumbs that satiate
Urban legend drama
Only serves to feed our fame
Feed our fame fame fame fame fame
Feed our fame
Feed our fame
Feed our fame
Feed our fame
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Power of Words! : Ready To Blow
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Power of Words! : Auf Wiederseh'n
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12 апреля 2007 г.
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