1. |
Why Me?
02:34
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She is so beautiful,
she is the best thing
I could find.
Her skin tastes fucking great,
she's always on my mind.
Ref.
Why me?
God in heaven, tell me!
Why me?
All the fucking jealous boys say:
"Man, she is so blind!
This guy is fucking mad!!"
That's right, I'm of that kind
She says, she'll marry me,
when we are old enough.
You sa, that's fucking strange,
but I think, it sounds tough!
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2. |
New God
02:43
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Don't see no A's for anarchy,
when I'm walking down our streets today.
See just people with their mobile phones,
I see them walking like zombies and losing their souls.
Captured by some colored games,
because it's funny when I don't need no fucking brain.
Who needs a Führer when you've got machines,
which dictate your life, know what I mean?
Ref.
Gotta new god!
It's so boring without internet,
so I'm diving into it and getting wet.
Ridicule my enemies.
Hate news! Fake news! Up your teeth!
D DD for the double D,
from the girls on YouPorn, who I see.
Fucked and filmed this girl, who looked like an elf.
I showed the picture to my friends - than she killed herself.
Oh man, I love this funny shit.
Soon I'm a YouTube-star - don't you know it?
Bridge
Wait a minute, what should I say.
Nothing new, it's from Ian McKaye.
I'm a person, just like you,
but I've got better things to do.
Than sit around and fuck my head,
hang out with the living dead.
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4. |
Serial Boy
02:21
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I'm a serial boy
Me ain't no satan's toy.
I'm out to kill
You gotta follow my will.
Pleasure brings the pain,
again and again.
I'm bound to kill,
and gonna break your will.
Ref.
I'm a Se Se Se Se Serial Boy,
I'm a Se Se Se Se Serial Boy,
And I seek and destroy!
I'm a serial boy,
dead bodies are my joy.
I drink dead horses blood,
warm corpses are so hot.
Can you feel my pain,
again and again.
I need your shrunken head
and kill you in your bed!
Ref.
I'm a Se Se Se Se Serial Boy,
I'm a Se Se Se Se Serial Boy,
And I seek and destroy!
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5. |
Problem Child
03:42
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You think you`re a rebel,
lil`doctor know-it-all.
But you`ve got no cause,
you will stumble and fall.
You`re much too young,
to have some kinda clue,
how the world is rolling,
rolling over you (uh, uh, uh)!
You better learn to listen,
get your life fixed,
or your future will get nicked!
Ref.
Problem child,
problem child,
from early morning
til the bright moonlight.
Problem child,
problem child,
no matter what,
you`ll always fight!
Gimme no shit, kid.
Better gimme no lip, kid!
If you can`t get along,
you better bite your tongue!
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6. |
School Days
05:15
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I know that I'm not like them,
I know I'm some kind of different.
Maybe they're laughin' 'bout me,
at my school and everywhere.
I don't care -
I know, I know, I know, I know...
Ref.
Hello! This is my day!
C'mon all you haters!
C'mon! Cross my way!
Maybe don't know, who I am,
maybe don't know, what I want,
but I'm real.
I know that I feel,
I know what I feel!!
At the schoolyard they're whispering 'bout me.
Maybe my Doc Martens 're too high,
maybe my mohawk's too green,
maybe the kids are only too shy.
Some pitiable guys try to mob.
They don't know that I can live without them.
My teachers hate me, what should I say?
They understand me, yeah! - Ha!
They can fuck off!
I know, I know, I know, I know...
Ref.
The punx on the streets are so cool.
They say: "C'mon and join us!"
I love the music of Stuhl,
Bizarro Welt and Zsa Zsa Gabors.
Ref.
Hello! This is my day!
C'mon all you haters!
C'mon! Cross my way!
Maybe don't know, who I am,
maybe don't know, what I want,
but I'm real.
I know what I am,
I know what I am!!
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7. |
Turd Burglar
04:56
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Everytime I walk down the street,
I see your stupid and fucking heads.
I see your faces, and your faces are grey.
You look like the walking dead.
And then you watch tv,
in your lousy and private home.
And you, you mean nothing to me.
You are just a fucking turd burglar.
Ref.
Turd burglar.
You got no style and you got no clue.
You got no attitude and you got no vision.
What you have left is only consumption,
and this fucking every day decisions.
Ref.
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8. |
It's Not Fair
02:38
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They've got the money,
they are rich, bad and mean.
In another way,
like a fascist regime.
They do not think of us,
only in one way.
How we could bleed for them,
and die the next day.
Ref.
It's not fair.
How it is... No!
1-2-3-4
Oh my god, give them more.
5-6-7-8
Why I feel so fucking laid?
There's a mum in East-Lebanon.
Her child died, after he was born.
Her husband, a refugee in Germany,
couldn't bring her to his home, so he will never see,
his family.
Ref.
1-2-3-4
Give them ignorants some more.
5-6-7-8
Who needs help when it's too late?
Hunger in Jemen, killing girls in India.
Fascists in Poland, Turkey, Hungary - not far.
This world's small, but not in our mind.
It's a fact, that most of us are blind.
Ref.
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9. |
I Love You
04:09
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There's a new girl on our block.
Everybody talks about, how cool she is.
How pretty is her face.
She wears tight jeans, you know what I mean.
How cool she is. Oh what a grace.
And I was dreamin' on.
That I'm once a day, cool enough.
To talk to her.
Ref.
I love you.
She's got lipstick on her lips,
puts her hands on skinny hips.
Oh, how cool she is.
How pretty is her face.
She's standing on the corner, waitin' for nothin',
while the boys are watching her.
Oh, what a grace.
Ref.
I love you.
Bridge
So hear what I say,
I wanna be with you,
night and day.
Never be without your love.
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10. |
Making Room For Youth
02:06
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11. |
Get Outta My Way
01:21
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They point with fingers at me -
Get outta my way! Get outta my way!
I feel like a fucking alien -
Nothing to say! Nothing to say!
I beat my head against the wall -
No one can see my side!
I walk amongst the masses -
I need a place to hide!
Ref.
Oh no!
Sometimes I'm scared! Sometimes I'm sick!
Sometimes I'm restless! Sometimes I'm tired!
Sometimes I'm clueless!
They all give me advices -
Shut up your fucking face!
I hear their voices all the time -
I need another place!
They leave me alone
when I need someone to stay!
They stay with me when I need no one -
so go away!
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12. |
Too Late
02:52
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Hey c'mon, it's Friday night.
We're going to the punkrock show.
But the bouncer says it's sold out,
and he thinks it would be better to go.
Ref.
3x You're always too late.
And the next morning,
I had an appointment, at the authority.
But my mobile didn't ring,
I missed the bus, I spilled my coffee.
All my life, it's still the same.
I'm always too late.
No, I'm carrying on,
tomorrow's just another day.
Ref.
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Stuhl Records Salzburg, Austria
Originally founded in Fall 2017 to release vinyl for seminal Salzburg punkrockers Stuhl, as their bandowned
Label.
Now, as the band deceased after six years, in Spring 2021, Mikki decided to release other stuff he likes and all his future musical projects on Stuhl Records too.
Direction: Punk, Punkrock, Rock and New Wave/Wave.
But: Don't send in demos, we find you, if you fit on our label!
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