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Bulletproof vest
Fools for legends
One for the road
Prima donna
A child is born
Jericho is calling
Leaving Verona
Rain goodbye
Under fire
Fighting for me

 

Bullet proof vest

Look at you standin’there
Like you’re ten feet tall
Self proclamed star you are
You know the louder they come, the harder they will fall

You’ve been given the gift of gab
An enchanting tongue
People either buy your blab
Or could it just be that they see through you all along

Chorus:
You’re tougher than the rest
Better than the best
You’ve got a tattoo on your chest
You’ve got a bullet proof vest

All the laughter and the scorn
Should take some toll
You just turn around, lend no ear,
Grab a beer and off you go on a roll

It won’t cut to the bone
You don’t seem confused
It’s not a matter of backbone
Is it a family thing, or what is your excuse

Chorus:
You’re better than the best
You rise above the rest
You can win the west
With your bullet proof vest

bridge:
The bullet proof vest can get you somewhere
It can also get you nowhere at all
The bullet proof vest gives you protection
But it can not stop a weary head from crashing to the imaginary wall

Chorus:
How long will it last
To always be the best
Man, I think you’re blessed
With your bullet proof vest

Fools for legends

Do you wanna make a name for yourself?
Or is it big enough as it is?
Do want to be remembered a while from now
Ir is it good enough as it is?

Do you want to live forever
Get your name on the wall of fame ?
Do you want them to raise a museum for you
A museum with your name?

Being famous was easy enough
The stage was your footstool
We got fools for legends
And the legend is a fool

You got your name in the paper
You got your name in the magazines
How I’d love to be the owner of
One of your mistery figureens

Up and downtown in your designer clothes
Making up your own rules
We got fools for legends and the legend is a fool

Shittin beside the pan
Thinkin your the man
Sniffin’cocaine in the whirlpool

A girl on every finger
Thinking that will linger
With the drugs that will keep you cool

Solo op

Are you famous for your qualities?
Are you famous for what makes you good?
Are you not afraid to create the wrong idea?
Not afraid to be misunderstood?

While your are the big one
You fill the room
Singing loud that she believes in you
We’ve got fools for legends
And the legend is a fool

Shed another tear
Cuttin of an ear
Pulling hard on the steering wheel

Get the people numb
Beatin’on the drum
Making beats beside the wheels of steel / vinyl

Do you want to make a name for yourself
Or is it big enough as it is?
Dot you want to be remembered a while from now
Or is it good enough as it is?

What kind of crazy world is this today
That we adore the ones we ridicule
We got fools for legends
And the legend is a fool
The legend is a fool
A legendary fool


One for the road


I’ve never been much of a spokesman
Not the man of many words
I’m not the guy withe one-liners and the quotes
But here’s one thing I need to say to you
A message in a song
One message only, one for the road

Did I point out enough how much I felt for you?
Was I worth all of your while?
Did my moodswings caused your sweetheart to explode?
Here’s a message of appreciation
A message of goodbye (dat goodbye dat vind ik minder)
One message only, one for the road

Chorus:
One for the road
One to help you carry on your load
One for the raod
One for every song that you wrote
Now here’s one for you, one for the road
Here’s one for you, one for the road

Chorus:
One for the road
One for every wagon that you’ve towed
One for the road
One for every song that you wrote
This one’s for you, one for the road
This one’s for you, one for the road.


Prima Donna


Prima Donna ’s got his own cafe
Not really his, but that’s how he’ll put it anyway
Prima Donna says he’s got it made
Sellimg empty dreams (bottles) isn’t everybody’s trade
How are you doing Prima Donna?
You’ve got a shirt with your name?
Would you like to be admitted
To the local hall of fame?


Life is a party, so sing and dance along
Just follow fashion and man…you’re doing nothing wrong
Blues and rock ’n roll are not your style
Maybe you want to change your path of life for a while?
What are you doing, Prima Donna?
Are you doing oke?
Will the memory of your strutting around town last longer than a day?

Chorus
Maybe I’m hard on you, and I shouldn’t be
You had a mother as well
But if I think you’re a loser, so it will be
It might just show you never can tell
And if I ask you what has happened since it all began
You can always ask the dj to play your sad song….
Again and again

Prima Donna’s got the biggest plans
About the wine and dine, the drink and the dance
Chill station and the chill out food
The fresh beats and the funky grooves
Where does it lead to Prima Donna?
Will it explode in your face
Will the memory of your puni presence slowly vanish in the haze?

Chorus
Maybe I’m hard on you, and I shouldn’t be
You had a mother as well
But if I think you’re a loser, so it will be
It might just show you never can tell
And if I ask you what has happened since it all began
I can allready hear the dj play your sad song….
Again and again

A child is born



Looking for salvation
A place in the sun
Down on this creation
A place where you belong
Where you belong

Looking for some friendship
In a glimpse or a smile
Looking for a friend that might be worth your while
Be worth your while

But hush now baby a child is born
A child is born
Nothing in this world is hopeless nor forlorn
When a child is born

You say I don’t show
the things you dispise
But both our lands are drifting
far away from our eyes
far away from our eyes

You hold your bars in your hands
And I do hold mine
Now we both got our senses
Doing overtime
Doing overtime

But hush now baby a child is born
A child is born
There ain’t no need to feel neglected and torn (apart)
Whean a child is born

You say no wall can hold you back
From what you’re trying to achieve
And you built yourself a crazy world
Of make-belief

You’re stuck inside a dreamworld
you never came to kill
Now after all these years you come to
Pay your bill
Com to pay your bill

But hush now baby a child is born
A child is born
Tulips wither and roses have thorns
Burt a child is born

A child is born
A child is born
So don’t you worry ‘bout the laughter and the scorn
For a child is born


JERICHO IS CALLING


The fairy-tale fireworks go off over
little Eden tonight
It never causes for everyone
the same amount of delight

The angels must be willing to allow everyone
a share of the light
But bittersweet tears are cried
behind this beautiful sight

CHORUS:

Jericho is calling
Jerusalem is falling
I am still strawling
through the streets of this nowhere town

The local fair gives you no reason
to have any reason for doubt
Everybody wants to have
a piece of the action

The lonesome little man behind the counter says:
Tell me what do you want
And I say: Give me a ticket for a ride
on your latest attraction


CHORUS:



Where did you come from my beautiful
I never saw you before
With your golden chains and your perfume of
Christian Dior

Did you trace my footsteps inside the
Department store
Is there room in your heart for me?
Is there room on your floor?


CHORUS:

Leaving Verona

The promenades are empty now
The people of the Opera have all gone home
I need some one to hold me now
‘couldn’t bear to spend the night alone

I meet you down at Piazza Bra, on the terrace-side
Your eyes are open and you don’t (seem to) have so much to hide
In the darkness you must have spread some light
As a comfort for the night

You take me to your secret place
That seems so harmless in the daylight
You leave me speachless by the look upon your face
Shining bright

A silver cross with Jezus Christ
On a silver chain around your neck
Forbidden cigarettes and the Chianti
Hidden safely in the sack on your back

If the statues on these castle walls
Could make this moment last a lifetime
I would sing songs for you in the marble hall
At least a thousand times

Chorus:
But now I’m leaving Verona
Leaving with my feet back on the ground
Leaving Verona
Leaving free
......getting you far away from me

You sailed away into the early dawn
We swore we’d meet again that self-same night
Your eyes had the morningsun outshone
When I watched you vanish into the morning light

I came back to your secret place
To hold on to the dream forevermore
In every corner I’ve been lookin for your face
But I would never see your face no more

Who’s the one that reigns over Italy
Who’s the one to say that’s the way it’s gonna be
You don’t wanna bring shame on your family
And it’s hard to break free

So I’m leaving Verona
Leaving with my feet back on the ground
Leaving Verona
Leaving free….with a broken dream in me



Rain goodbye

You’ve got a ticket for a train
A ticket for a plane
You want to say the rain goodbye
You say you’re tired of all this strain
You want say the rain goodbye

You say you’re tired of all this blues
To be walking in your shoes
You want to leave it all behind
You say you’re tired of all this blues
You want to leave it all behind

You say this town ain’t big enough for both of us
But these streets are meant to be roamed by both of us

I was just a castaway
When you stole my heart away
I thought you were my dream come true
You made my each and every day
I thought you were my dream come true

And I would break right down and cry
I think I’d rather die
Than sit here gettion’over you
And I’m not ready for goodbye
I guess I’m just not over you

This world ain’t big enough to hide away
But this world is wide enough to slide away

You’ve got a ticket for a train
A ticket for a plane
You want to say the rain goodbye

Under fire

Gunshots echoe under the clouded sky
Bullets go flashing in the dark
Out to kill even a naked soul
Whose sinn it was to make only a false remark

Press-cars strawling through the torn-uo streets
I’s a struggle for the headline news
But when the road get’s rough even the tough aren’t rough enough
To rise above their own excuse

You can pay me for my energy
But my thoughts are not for hire
You can’t take away my integrity
Not even when I’m under fire

A white flag is waving for a guilty nun
She says: sacrifice is the only love
She’s got the lines in the lips, als the fingertips
She’s shown in pictures with a little white dove

She’s a friend to the enemy, friend to the pope
She says: we’re all the same at birth
In the interviews on the network news
She says I wanna live, I wanna give untill it hurts

The president’s got the t.v.-make-up on
His assistent wrote him a speech
He says he apprehends, but wouldn’t recommend the thought
That this matter here is to far out of reach

For the free world’s got an obligation here
To stand up and fight for the peace
But with hidden camera’s and undercover agents
There is no free world and certainly no peace

Fighting for me


Did I ever say to you: You put my heart on fire
Is lack of conversation why you keep me on the wire
Did I ever say to you: You’re the sparkle in my soul
Or did you read between the lines, then why are you so cold

Are you gonna be the one that I so want you to be
The only only one that should be fighting for me

You open up the kitchen door and slamn it in my face
And when I come around, you’re gone without a trace
And when I come to track you down, you spit into my eye
Late at night back home again I settle for your white lies

Still I want the roles reversed and ain’t it plain to see/
(I think I want some changes made and ain’t it plain to see)
You should be the one that should be fighting for me
Fighting for me 2x
Tell me little darling now ain’t it plain to see
You should be the one that should be fighting for me

You read the phoney tabloids and the glossy papers too
You say it’s so romantic and you say you want it too
But you don’t do the dishes and you don’t clean up the floor
I’ll be working nine to five and sometimes even more

Years go on and on and nothing seems to change
Time and time again I think I have to rearrange
But everytime you feel it like a bullet to the bone
I just don’t know what you do but you get me back on my throne

Then you are the one to me I really like to see
Tell me is this your way of fighting for me
Fighting for me 2x
Then you are the one to me I like you so to be
Tell me is this your way of fighting for me

 


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