: (Aha Hey Mr. Nazi Ich muss da nen Wortchen mit dir reden, bitte hor mir zu) Sieh mich an, was siehst du in mir? Nur einen kleinen Auslander, der so
: (Rick Springfield) Hey Mr. Songwriter Write a song today Sing to my baby Who's going away Leaving on the evening plane To where I don't know Give
mine You are as good as dead now Dead end; you've got no way out Nobody's got the guts to tell you But I do But I do Poor, poor Mr. Pushover Never
Hey lover Hey lover, hey lover, this is more than a crush Hey lover, hey lover, this is more than a crush Lover, hey lover, this is more than a crush Hey lover, hey
oh, so nice But it left me eatin' red beans and rice Hey Mr. Millionaire Hey Mr. Millionaire Could you loan this poor boy a dime? Hey Mr. Millionaire Hey Mr
is over It's not what it seems And so tonight when I turn out the light Send me a new dream tonight Oh oh oh, oh oh oh, oh oh oh, hey Mr. Dreammaker Hey, Mr
All alone in the twilight I'm a shadow in the room Time is my companion But it turned its back too soon Imagination takes me anywhere I want to go, oh
can you do, what can you say? How can they fool us today? Hold your head up high, laugh till you cry, anyway How can they fool us today? Hey, hey, hey, hey
Someone said life is for the taking Here I am with my hand out Waiting for a ride I've been living on my great expectations What good is it when I'm
Comfort me from a world where no one cares Where the words turn into cages and memories cut like glass I closed my eyes on you, I put the blames on myself
Can I explain it? It's not an easy thing to do A cryptic fascination Seems to get me through A darkened stranger Who left me full of doubt She'd tell
won't bring you down If you're shit outta luck She can't live it, live it down Might as well live it up, live it up, live it up Yeah, yeah, hey, my Mama
Hey man, are you ready to go Down where you reach a higher low Mmm, you can breathe the sweet & sacred air For the woman waiting there Underground
Words in my mouth Someone told me to say They go unspoken My mind gets in the way I hold my tongue Save my, save my soul True to myself And stay gold
I hear their voices inside my head There's no denying it's my private hell As I lie in bed I take a look around and see myself In twenty years will I
20 long years ridin' somebody's coattalis Watching the vermin go by through a heavy coat of chain mail So ya wanna change the world but ya still can't
Don't you color me by the way you paint your picture I'm happy just the way I am It's been soaked into my bones, a child under pressure Yeah, I'm a bastard
your body Hey Mr. DJ, jam all night long Hey Mr. DJ, play that song for me Hey Mr. DJ, jam all night long Hey Mr. DJ, play that song for me Hey Mr.