Well son are you feeling the pressuer yet? You know where you're from and you best not forget You can twist and contort it But I know you'll regret If
So you can't get it up you'd better take you medication Now you have an oily discharge running down your leg Plastic face and lips hide the feelings of
Stand in the crowd with your biggest pose You hide it well but everybody knows you and We watch just how you go along Easily led into battle by the first
Like a good friend The shadow from the landfill Visits my house everyday The glow from the reactor Keeps me warm at night And I always feel safe That
It's a long, long highway Will this road of life lead me to someone Who sees the world in a grain of sand Who holds the future in the palm of their hand
(Text:Böck,Musik:Böck/Völker/Schrank/Gruber/ Lautenbacher; von ...auf der Autobahn zur Hölle (CD/ Vinyl,1991)) hier in dieser toten
Tell me what I'm supposed to do With all these leftover feelings of you 'Cause I don't know And tell me how I'm supposed to feel When all these nightmares
I can't believe I'm here With all the deaths I almost died And then woke up in another place Disoriented, I shook my head What, where, how Who, when
Oh I burnt the little roadside tavern down the only one for miles and miles around Now it's pile of ashes on the ground Yeah I burnt the little roadside
Oh, she burnt the little roadside tavern down (Oh yeah) The only one for miles and miles around I saw many hours of pleasure tumble down When she burnt
(Welcome It's a highway to hell The holy roadside Step right this way) And they all lay down, lay down Holy roadside (Holy roadside Like a scarlet glistening
On a highway along the atlantic I'm rifling through these last 17 years. The radio waxes romantic. It's lullabies fill our eyes with tears. We don't
And we're driving just as fast as we can and we're racing to outrun the wind It's just me and you and you and me so wild eyed so young, bright eyed and
Tell me what I'm supposed to do, With all these left over feelings of you; 'Cause I don't know And tell me how I'm supposed to feel, When all these nightmares
Wir fahr'n fahr'n fahr'n auf der Autobahn Vor uns liegt ein weites Tal Die Sonne scheint mit Glitzerstrahl Die Fahrbahn ist ein graues Band Weisse Streifen
We're under attack A knife in the back form you The sirens wail and I'm on my way Tied to the world with these four strings I play And they're always
Pulled my jacket tight around And watched the grass turn to straw March came like an avalanche And I watched it all come down You came a long way, didn