Down there
desert
written by Gero Drnek and Kai Wingenfelder

Ignition sequence starts...
Six, five, four, three, two, one, zero...
All engines are go
Good flight!

Between the stars we're sitting here
Our wives are having breakfast now
Down on Earth the skies are clear
Oh, how we wish that they were here
Tell me what we're doing here
Watching the dirty atmosphere?
We're searching for a place
For the human race
Out in space

Down there's America
Down there's Africa
Down there are still people who think
That mankind is the most important thing

We'll circle till eternity
Around the world in minutes we
Understand the history
The whole human catastrophe
Good morning ground control

Down there's America
Down there's Australia
Down there are still people who think
That mankind is the most important thing

Will my dog still know who I am?
Get shaved and it'll be allright
Will we return to what we know?
Everything's gonna be allright
But if you ask me I don't know
If I really want to go
Back down there

Down there's America
Down there's Asia
Down there are still people who think
That mankind is the most important thing

Down there glows America
Down there glows Africa
Down there burn people who think
That mankind is the most important thing...

desert

   
Spit into the Fire
desert
written by Gero Drnek, Christof Stein-Schneider, Rainer Schumann, Hannes Schäfer and Kai Wingenfelder

Burn the candle, set a light
Keep on going against the stream
Be as mean as mean can be
As long as you're not to extreme
Read the papers, watch the news
Be informed and get the blues
Collect your garbage, use the subway
Swaying you stay on the roof
Search for solutions for the future
Find resources, drill for oil
Raise some powerplants and then
Bury them under the soil
Rome is burning, the emperor sings
Waiting for what time may bring
His body caressed by the virgins
Laughing shy he turns around
And spits into the fire

And hopes that he can calm it down
Fight the flames with words
Cause they're cheaper than water
Thinking he can heal the world
But the only thing he really does
Is sitting on a sofa
And spit into the fire

Rabbits hopping on the green
And jump directly into your pan
Turtles transform into soup
Enjoy them as long as you can
Silent sitting writing songs
'bout all the idiots that pretend
That their words can change the world
I think I'm right but in the end
I spit into the fire

And hope that I can calm it down
Fight the flames with words
Cause they're cheaper than water
Thinking I can heal the world
But the only thing I really do
Is sitting on a sofa
And spit into the fire...

desert

The Hearing and the Sense of Balance



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