KMFDM Album

The twelfth dimension
The ultimate blast
Third from the sun
A thing of the past

Nineteenth degree
All god beware
E=mc2

Goodbye world
Blue planet earth
Our time is up
For what it's worth

Going down in flames
We cheer the puppeteer

Full blown chaos
Pandemonium
Up Uranus
Adios amigos

Last call on planet fucked

You trade on the bones of lost memories
Ever spiraling down without hope
Without cease

Rampage turmoil
The iceberg's tip
The rats have left the stinking ship

A bleating throng
The final rout
The maw of Molocj will sort 'em out

Feed the Moloch
Feed the Moloch

A broken record
A throw-away toy
Last exit now or self-destroy

Fea not what the future holds
Rest your weary soul
I'll do the rest
Careful as I gentle down
Like a sacred cow
Give you my best

Rest assured
I know you know
Truth is good
To win the goal
There comes a time
Fight or flight
All behold
The legacy mine

Hark the herald angels sing
Glory to the king of kings
A better life imagined through his eyes
A veil of finely calibrated lies

Bait and switch
One and all full of shit
Bait and switch
Everything in time

Follow me
Down the garden path
Take you by the hand
Lead you astray
Don't look back
Leave the past behind
Let bygones be gone
Live for today

In control
Make no mistake
The world is mine alone to take
All for one
One for none
In God we trust
To seal our fate

(Odin, dva, tri, chetyre, pyat', shest', sem', vosem', devyat', desyat', odinnadtsat')

Davai, brat, davai
Ob'edenimsya
I zavtra ne budet
Cherno-belym

Vpered, brat, davai
Davai ubedimsya
Chto zavtra ne budet
O bogatom i bednom

Davai, brat, davai
Davai
Vodki za drujbu
I botinkom pod zad

Davai, brat, davai
Vozmojno my poslednie
Vpered smotri
I v proshlom ne jivi

Vpered, brat
Uchenie horoshiy put'
V vechniy pokoi
Kotoriy vzorvet mir

Davai, brat, davai
Davai
Vodki za drujbu
I botinkom pod zad

The Fog Has Lifted
The Blood Has Dried
Youth Of The World
Your Time Is Now
Don't Fight
Unite

Davai, brat, davai
Davai
Vodki za drujbu
I botinkom pod zad

Davai!

[English translation:]

Come on Come on brother
Unite
And not to be
Black-and-White

Brother Come Forward
Let's see
What's not to be
On the rich and poor

Come on Come on brother
Come on
Vodki friendship
and shoes under the ass

Come on Come on brother
Perhaps we last
Forward Look
In the past Do not Live

Next Brother
The teachings will pave the way
B Militant Rest
Who will win The World

Come on Come on brother
Come on
Vodki friendship
and shoes under the ass

The Fog Has Lifted
The Blood Has Dried
Youth Of The World
Your Time Is Now
Don't Fight
Unite

Me Myself And I
Will Defy
Promises In Vain
Don't See Eye To Eye

Biting My Lip
Carried Away
Faster And Harder
Blue In The Face
Bad Girl Will You Ever Behave

Never Say Never Cause I'd Do It Again
I'll Never Say Never Again
I Confess
I'll Never Say Never Again
No Never Say Never Cause I'd Do It Again
I Confess

Candy Apple Red
Smears My Skin
I Like The Feel Of It
Spilling Out Over The Edge

Exile Whatever It Takes
I Don't Learn From My Mistakes
I've Got A Naughty Habit To Break

Let The Flood Begin
Blood Letting
Wash Away My Sin

Teil des ganzen
Schlaferzelle
im Verratersaat
vom Blitz getroffen
vom Donner geruhrt
aus Totenstarre heraus
katapulitert

POTZ BLITZ!
Erkenne dich selbst
Finde das Mass
Tu was du willst
Potz Blitz
bis ans Ende der Welt
Potz Blitz
was das Zeug Halt

Blindganger
Herkunft
Nicht
Bekannt
unberechenbar
ausser Rand un Band

aur Gedeih und Verderb
auf Teufel komm raus
aller Warnug zum Trotz
volle Kraft voraus

nacktes Grauen
auf Teufel komm raus
aller Warnug zum Trotz
volle Kraft voraus

nacktes Grauen
blanker Hohn
verkauft verraten
Judaslohn
auf Gedeih und Verderb
auf Teufel komm raus
jenseits von Gut und Bose
grosse Fahrt voraus

letzter Vorstoss
die Grenzen des Seins
Nicht ist umoglich
selbstbestimmt ganz allein

Whatever you believe nobody cares
Whatever it is you think you know
Don't give a God dam
Reality is bullshit
Reflection is a concept
Based on your own fucked up ideal

Don't call it part of your faith
Another way you justify hate

Voices shouting under water
Drown you out, steal your air
Blinded by their own illusion
Through a crooked looking glass

Army of theives
Blood on their hands
Lightning, fire and brimstone
They'll say whatever they can
Conspiracy theories, Arrogant trash
They prowl alone and trvel in packs

[Chorus]

Vocies shouting in the water
Drag you down, steal your air
Dissolut, Diabolic
Snake oil salesmen everywhere
[x4]
People of the lie


Whatever you believe
Nobody cares
Idol worship, made of fantasy
Don't push your deity on me

Reality is bullshit
Reflection is a concept
Based on your own fucked up ideal
[x4]
People of the lie

Listen to the voice of Buddha
Saying stop your sericulture
Little people like your offspring
Boiled alive for some god's stocking
Buddha's watching, Buddha's waiting

Just because the kid's an orphan
Is no excuse for thoughtless slaying
People don't forget this torture
Just because you call her mother
Doesn't mean that she's your better

Once more with the voice of Buddha
He'll say carry on your slaughter
Who cares for the little children
You may slice with no conviction
Blind revenge on a blameless victim

Listen to the voice of Buddha
Saying stop your sericulture
Who cares for the little children
You may slice with no conviction
Blind revenge on a blameless victim

Listen to the voice of Buddha
Listen to the voice of Buddha
Listen to the voice of Buddha

Your Monkey Business
Won't Get The Best Of Me
Not The Kind To Take It Light
Put Up With Tomfoolery

Playing Mr Nice Guy
Leading Me On
Sure Enough Two On The Side
We Both Know You Did Me Wrong

Play, Fun, Stray, Lust
Cheat, Front, Lies, Strut
On And On With Everything I Got
Giving Up
Had Enough I Mean It This Time
Walking Out With My Head Held High
Strut, Out The Door
Had Enough I Mean It This Time
Walking Out With My Head Held High
Strut

You've Got The Nerve To Say Its Alright
A Real Woman Doesn't Need A Man Child
Telling Her Lies
Own Up Stop Pretending
You're The Talk Of The Town
Say It Once And For The Last Time
I'm The Best You'll Ever Have

Two Faced, Thrill, Hunt
Trapped, Caught, Tricked, Strut

All these years, all this time
We have been messing with your mind
Dishonest, noble, rad and true
We just don’t have a fucking clue

All the humor, pun, and wit
A heaping, steaming pile of shit
With a smile and a wink
We make believe our poop don’t stink

Rip the system, revolution
Adding fuel to your confusion
Gobble up the crap we feed you
We don’t really love and need you

We just want your cold hard cash
Get our hands into your stash
Now show up, listen, and behold
Finally the truth be told

Chorus:
We’re only in it for the money
To dip our fingers in your honey
We pretend to no end
We are bitches for your riches

My tide and my audacity
Of a handsome crook from Germany
A million sheets of patient paper
Chronicle his every caper

You never had us figured out
Lend stature, relevance and clout
Even called us pioneers,
When really we were privateers

You reveled in our plagiarism
Joined into the organism
Your pompousness and indecorum
Spewed on every online forum

How you dribbled, how you drooled
Priceless how we had you fooled
We hijacked your bedazzled souls
For ransom ‘til we made it gold

Chorus
We’re only in it for the money
To dip our fingers in your honey
We pretend to no end
We are bitches for your riches

We’re only in it for the gain
Sex and drugs, and rock and roll fame
Jewelry, luxury
We are … for your ….

We’re only in it for the encore
We want it all, and then some more
…
… is our duty

We just want your cold hard cash
Get our hands into your stash
Now show up, listen, and behold
Finally the truth be told

We’re only in it for the ….
The … never burns
Can’t get enough to stuff
The orifice of avarice

We’re only in it for the money
To dip our fingers in your honey
We pretend to no end
We are bitches for your riches

We are bitches for your riches

Free Association
Psycho fucking pricks
The art of becoming is the beginning of the end
Bastard child from a rabid bitch

Go to town with a pump gun up your (cunt)
AK-47, '92 Beretta
Don't give a good God damn what you think of me
or what I do

H&K MP5
Smith & Wesson model 29
SPS Glock 17
A one man army i was born to be

Do it for kicks - show & tell
Do it for fun - shotgun shell
Do it for love - raise hell
Like hand in glove
Me and my gun

No prior violation
Let thy will be done
Give praise to this motherfucking white trash scum
Without provocation
Kill anyone
Ready for action
Whatever may come

You can blame it on the media
Circus for the stars
Music, movies or the man in mars
But I am what I am
Just as before
No fear or remorse
Evil to the core

I hate Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday - everyday
- always
Just as ordinary girl at war with the everday world

Now listen up kid -
It ain't cool to shoot up your school!

You Are In Enemy Country
Take No Chances
One Mistake May Cost Your Life

Where There's A Will There'll Be A Way
Which Doesn't Kill Will Lead You Astray
Born Out Of Spite, Malice And Ire
Rivers Of Blood
Baptized By Fire

All That You Knew
What You Believed
Lock, Stock And Barrel
Sold Out And Deceived
Too Late For Remorse, Revolt, Rebel
This Is Moral Bombing
Your Personal Hell

Here And Now
Courage And Guts

Victory Imminent
Promised By The Powers
40,000 Dead In Under Two Hours

Take'm Out
Every Single One Of Them

We Are The Good Guys
Keeping It Keen
Nice & Easy
Lean & Mean
We Are The Good Guys
This Is Routine
Taking You Out
Neat & Clean

Hang In There