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[Music and Lyrics by Sielck]

Projected images
of what the world is like
trying to find the answer
in every single byte
what is reality
and is
with 'lectric machines

And some soul

Turnin' them crowds on

By playin' some loud rock'n roll.


Then came the man with a suit and a tie
to cry,
Living mandatory suicide.
Suicide. [x 4]

LEAD: HANNEMAN

Holes burn deep in your chest,
Raked by machine gun fire.
Screaming soul sent out
machines 'cause they don't make mistakes

We don't have no lyrics, our message is nil
We hate all DJ's, they're making us ill
Whatever we tell you is
[Music / Lyrics by Fredrik Ohlsson]



Watching

From a static view
One password

Enter, and proceed


Pale light

Burns my starring eyes

I'm inside
We like talking dirty, we smoke and we drink
We're KMFDM and all other bands stink
Our music is sampled, totally fake
It's done by machines 'cause
[Music by Kustner/Sielck, Lyrics by Sielck]

Far beyond our boundary
a danger has emerged
far out in the black
it's getting ready to attack
[Lyrics by Thomas Karlsson]
[Music by Christofer Johnsson/Kristian Niemann]

Walk all alone on a quest to wake up, as the day you said:
"Life is
[Music and Lyrics by Sielck]

Wind is howling through dusty canyons
a burning sun in a dying land
scorching heat in the plains of death
where
Cinderella man
Cinderella man

If I had a time machine
I'd be
Cinderella man
Cinderella man
Cinderella man
Cinderella man
Music is my time machine
So call me
with 'lectric machines

And some soul

Turnin' them crowds on

By playin' some loud rock'n roll.


Then came the man with a suit and a tie
(Lyrics / Music--Lou Reed) Published by MGM Music

([???])
("Get your fingers in.")

Lady Godiva, dressed so demurely
Pats the head of another
admission fee
But I was sure, house belong to me

They told us to go in stereo
Machine guns 'gainst spear and bow
Egged on by TV cameraman
Someone
admission fee
But I was sure, house belong to me

They told us to go in stereo
Machine guns 'gainst spear and bow
Egged on by TV cameraman
Someone
Got these girls tripping
And frequently speaking of return visits

A time machine, my lyrics and the same thing for my garage door
You see what I
(Chorus)

3 2 Murder 1 lyric at your door
3 2 Murder 1 lyric at your door
6 million ways to die so I chose
3 2 murder 1 lyric at your door

Verse 1
Publishing/Showbilly Music
New lyrics by Cledus T. Judd (I stopped here due to the album details stopped here...but I knew Cledus would have been listed in there...so I
And girlies on the tip standing near me
The bass was the topic so I dropped it
Added some dop lyrics and then I dropped it
On track 24 in a machine
To make you
people on the street
~ THEY NEED TOUCH ~
Cyber junkies, losing sense of reality
~ IT MEANS SO MUCH ~
Surrounded by machines without a bit of soul
Ignoring
[Lyrics by RMS Hreidmarr]

We are the Sun
We are the dead stars
We are the black sky
Invading your room
We are the candle
The only light
We are
I guess you could say I was saved by the beat
On the street, surrounded by sin
I never sell out, and I wouldn't give in
God said: you can win, look
machine buff, who fiends for more green stuff
Instead of starvin there be problems by the goo gobs
Aight - somebody's robbin Lou Dobbs and them tonight
by stitch, ain't this a bitch
Sweeter than lemonade, stronger than a hand-grenade
Rhymes are laid, go deeper than a mermaid
Louder than a siren, I'm
the art of hip hop
And most of them developed from the snap crackle and pop
The first was the usage of an actual band,
The second was a drum machine made by
executive area
Acting like they don't see me, standin in front of me
Walkin by me three or four times
Showin me views of they Victoria Secret thongs, tryin