Rudiger stands in the rain and the snow Collector of autographs Names upon photographs Faces of people who everyone knows Rudiger lives in a place on
Wake me from this nightmare I can hardly breathe No I am joy that don't go nowhere I got no one to see (yeah) I can't find all that I've lost They tell
All the late night bargains have been struck Between the satin beaus and their belles And prehistoric garbage trucks Have the city to themselves Echoes
Baby I see this world has made you sad Some people can be bad The things they do, the things they say But baby Ill wipe away those bitter tears Ill
The drinking dens are spilling out Theres staggering in the square Theres lads and lasses falling about And a crackling in the air Down around the
When Jack Frost came for Christmas With a brass monkey date The rail-king and the scarecrow Hopped a Florida freight And they blew on their paper cups
Weve paid in hell since moscow burned As cossacks tear us piece by piece Our dead are strewn a hundred leagues Though death would be a sweet release
Its time to come away, my darling pretty Its time to come away on the changing tide Time to come away, darling pretty And I need you darling by my
These mist covered mountains Are a home now for me But my home is the lowlands And always will be Some day youll return to Your valleys and your
Un, deux, trois Turn it up a little bit Bang, bang, bang Feathers, I'm plucking feathers One by one, by one No more skylarking around my head Your information
we doing and where we gonna GO! So fast its gonna blow dry your ass HOLE! Get out the fast dramer says your moving to SLOW! On your marks, get set, ready
I'm on it, get on it The troops are on fire You know I need it, much closer I'm trading just a little more Step on it, electronic The troops are on fire
I don't know why I let go I want to be your friend Flowers grow through my window And I love you again Oh, I love you, oh When you laid me down Into
Can't get the stink off He's been hanging 'round for days Comes like a comet Suckered you but not your friends One day he'll get to you And teach you
I like to wait to see how things turn out If you apply some pressure I like to wait to see how things turn out If you apply some pressure You know that
I've got a pocket full of pretty green I'm gonna put it in the fruit machine I'm gonna put it in the juke box It's gonna play all the records in the hit
Where do we go, nobody knows I've gotta say I'm on my way down God give me style and give me grace God put a smile upon my face Where do we go to draw
He only one I know Has come to take me away The only one I know Is mine when she stitches me The only one I see Has found an aching in me The only one