one day i'll leave this planet; i'll go cruisin' to the stars
my mind is my own space ship that's been built on planet mars
no one understands me when i talk about my thoughts
i think von daniken kew astronauts were gods
one day day my trip will take me far away from all that jazz
to understand the future i must leave behind my past
today i'm called a dreamer but in one hundred years
they all will have to recognize that future interferes
i'm packed but not yet ready to go
you'll be the first to know
the hardest part in leaving earth is leaving my true love
i don't know when i'll have the guts to say "i'm taking off"
i'm living in the future when all is said and done
you are the only reason why i'm not already gone
goodbye world - tomorrow
i'll die without - no sorrow
no one could - stop its fall
it's going to - kill us all
tomorrow - no hope
i need - my daily dope
you know the price - you know killing
your life - for a shilling
splendid isolation - splendid isolation
alone in my room - caught by doom
splendid isolation - alone in my room
splendid isolation - caught by doom
i thought - failed as well
death is coming - with its smell
consuming - poisoned brains
polluting - tortured veins
it's no use to think anymore
what do you think dope is for
kill the misfits and the poor
sell some dope in a local store
easy dope makes easy victims
lots of dope makes many victims
the bell tolls for you already
you keep straight - cool and steady
you took away my stereo
you took away my life
you didn't say you had to go
and you are not my wife
i only feel fine when i got
music on my mind
i'm married to my music
but still i do love you
you say i have to use it
but then i can't stand you
i only feel fine when i got
music on my mind
you've smashed my guitar
to which i belong
i know what you are
you are my final song
monday morning
filled with yawning
willingless legs and a heavy head
half past seven
end of heaven
you've got to get out of bed
every monday morning
it's the same song
wondering why weekends
never last long
bread forgotten
all food rotten
thre's nothing to eat
a cup of tea
will do for me
to get me on my foot
she was a hitch hiker
and i a lonesome biker
ninety miles an hour but twenty miles a day
i drove from town to town
with nobody around
she went by thumb, still the fastest way
i sold my golden bike
for a caddy with a mike
and i sang my song the whole god damn night
i screamed and i yelled
i pulled out my belt
she said she was 18; the little girl lied
a spanking for that teen
a hiking love machine
a quick thumb and a smile and i forgot her age
in my caddy with my girl
i travelled 'round the world
by the time she turns 60 i'll be 90 years of age
i was waiting for a better morning
of a day that never came
i used to pick up ladies
without asking for their names
many times when i awoke
i found my empty purse
last time she was a stripper
the day before a nurse
checkbook love checkbook love
the world is full of checkbook love
the day a girl will stay with me
is what i'm dreaming of
i'm getting tired of spending money
for ten minutes of love
you're paying for prisons
and paying for law
you're paying for lobotomies
and paying for war
you're paying for their order
and paying for their murder
you're a taxpayer
paying until you're dead
my girl and i
at first we were shy
we only kissed on the lips
i did not know her
didn't want to show her
i was looking at the center of her hips
just swing your hips
around my fingertips
let's go to hipsville
turned on the radio
hipsville was the show
we went wild to every song
we got undressed
by looks impressed
we shook our hips all night long
i was born in the mid-sixties
"wild thing" topped the charts
back then i was already tricky
i even broke a few hearts
i used lots of tricks
back in '66
to get what i want
and that's attraction
when i was ten years old
there was anarchy in the uk
people didn't like me at all
because i did it my way
i used lots of tricks
back in '76
to get what i want
and that's attraction
when i outgrew my teens
i had a date with elvis
within all my favourite dreams
i found out what hell is
i used lots of tricks
back in '86
to get what i want
and that's attraction
the nineties are on the scene
and told me to stay sick
and if you don't know what i mean
i'll show you another trick
i used lots of tricks
and i always will
to get what i want
and that's attraction
her mother died three years ago
when she was walking in the snow
the killer vanished right away
there was no witness on that day
from that day on her dad began to drink
but many people like to have a drink
he comes home at morning light
not forgotten she has died
he's always drinking to forget
that his lovely wife is dead
life, he says, is a bottomless pit
and i've got no force to climb out of it
her daddy is a sick man, he's a drunk
she's watching how things get worse
the local pub owns his purse
she's watching how he's fading away
she doesn't know what to say
how much longer can he go on
he knows he's ticking like a bomb