Viva La Vida Loca!

Nikki Sixx swings through my room,
When HIM plays songs of „Venus Doom“.
Two friends of mine just chat with me;
Their names are Brody and Kat van D.

Even Sebastian and Axl came
To make this dream much more insane.
I pinch my arm, I'm awake.
Shit, that's real, it's no fake!

Ashley Purdey makes a joke;
He laughs with Andy 'bout the Pope.
They kill some drinks, enjoy their time.
Yeah, all my friends just feelin' fine.

Greg Graffin says hello to me.
We start a chat 'bout anarchy.

„What the fuck?“ asks my brain,
„Mr. Graffin knows my name?“

Anyway, our thoughts get deep.
Am I really not asleep?
Or maybe I am just disturbed?
Fuck, we discuss his latest work!

Coby cries: „She loves me not!
But Kelly is so fuckin' hot“
MacGowan says: „When it goes so far;
You need more Whiskey in the jar!“

Damn, even Vicious came along
To sing a glorious punkrock song
We all join in and then I say
„Please, play your cover of „My Way“!“
Vicious smiles: „Here you are!“
My friends pogo on the bar.

This evening goes on and on.
We party till the break of dawn.
We dance, we laugh, we sing, we jive.
Welcome, friends, to my awesome life!

It's neither the first nor the last time.
I should see what happens, there is this foreboding sign.
It's always the same; I'm experienced, you know.
It's always the same goddamn freakshow:

I'm the lost main character
Straying in a dark chapter.
I need to find releasing light;
Yet I am an ailing guide.

See, I am my own hero.
I can't keep being a zero.
When I'm willing to survive,
It is assumed, I have to strive.

So I jump from page to page,
Try to leave my muggy cage.
Never know, what happens next.
I am guided by your text.

It's the same book.
It's the same writer.
It's the same victim.
And the same fighter.

Always new and never old
Is the story, that's been told.

All the tears are cried.
Never felt so tied.
My hope was going away.
So this was a hopeless day.

Where the hell is the truth?
I've never trust in you!
Now I'm searching for my faith.
So these are my faithful days.
My solitary faithful days.

Good-bye! Get you gone!
Everything, everything was wrong!
You can't fool me anymore!
A new begin is, what I adore!

Hopefully we won't meet again.
My new way of life you can't ban!
All the time this fucking fray.
So this is our last common day.
Because I'm going away.

The time of opression is over.
I'm gonna live my own life.
Now everything seems so sober.
And the sunshine is bright.

Good-bye! Get you gone!
Everything, everything was wrong!
You can't fool me anymore!
A new begin is, what I adore!

You'll never tell me, who I am!
You'll never tell me, what I do!
'Cause we won't meet ever again!
No, we won't meet again!
And don't dare to do!
That's my last will to you.

Good-bye! Get you gone!
Everything, everything was wrong!
You can't fool me anymore!
A new begin is, what I adore!

That is for sure.

Let me tell you the story
Of Zombie's biggest worry
That will make you feel sorry
'Cause we destroyed all his glory

The reason is easy:
People got cheasy
By watching dumb TV
And getting more sleazy

Zombie walks through town
He is just on his own
Keeping head sadly down
Sorrow makes him frown

Modern people look like him
The living death boxed in skin
So rough and grey, hair so thin
Workflow made their shape so slim

What is alive seems so dead
Broken heart and humming head
And what Zombie knows and dread
Story will turn out so bad

Zombie is still on his way
Leaving behind his toughest day
Couldn't make a woman bray
And he watched a bloody fray

Zombie likes to be the fright
But people do not fear his sight
Zombie wants to start a fight
But youngsters do that every night

Poor little undead thing
His life dangles on a string
New age makes him struggling
Zombie's nature's tarrying

Zombie leaves into the dark
Sadly all dogs start to bark
When zombie steps into the park
To go back to his graveyard

D'you know 'bout Maquiladoras?
These factories are in Honduras,
Where the women sing sad songs
Threatened by men with guns?

No one asks, no one knows
About any people of those.
You should know: in this small world
Human rights ain't more than dirt.

Freaky business is all I see!
But that's how capitalism is used to be!

From our side comes no regret.
For beauty we accept the death.
Young girl's tears run down your hat,
That once a knitting woman shed.
She suffered pain in hands and head;
No one cried, when she dropped dead.

A Silesian weaver of our time.
Poor victim of a pervert crime.
Her head was humming bad enough
But chief treated her so rough.

The bloody truth behind a brand
Is absorbed in lethal sand.
It's our stuff for best disguise
And at the same their cruel demise.

Shut up and stop to doubt!
There are people being proud.
Stop to decide what I have to be!
Stop to judge by what you see!

Don’t raise your finger like a mother!
Don’t raise your voice like a father!
What’s the reason for your bother?
Don’t behave like a jealous brother!

Repeatedly all over the years I’ve listened to your prayer.
Your cruel words ripped my soul like the sharp knife of my slayer.
Not worth to be a part of your life
Since the day, when I arrived.

Is that all you have to say?
So I leave and find my way.
Just take a seat, I don’t mind.
Please, go on with your daily grind!

But understand, that’s not my life:
Waiting at home, playing the wife.
No, I worked hard and I’ll go on-
Don’t hold me back, I’m already gone.

Turned into a person, which I don't wanna be.
Looking in the mirror but can't recognize me.
Would you please go away? I need a litte rest.
I need to get something - something off my chest.

You're so false, please go away.
I don't want you here to stay.
Tell me stories, I won't listen
I would rather keep the distance

Who are you? What's your name?
Oh, stop talking, you're so lame.

One of us is not true.
Is it me or is it you?

The mirror crashed, a broken wretch
See, my head bangs on the edge
Driven by the inner storm
Now you're gone, I am lorn.

And then I see, you didn't leave.
I shake my head in disbelief.

You lie there on the ground.
You don't make any sound.
My blood's on you, a weird sin
Pain left traces on my skin.

I look at you and what I see:
Empty eyes still stare at me.

So much things happened in the past
The time's changing, we can't make it last.
We all became so much different.
We all can't deny, we all just pretend

Do you really think, I'm happy?
So I can tell, that you're sappy.
Oh the truth sounds way too catty
And now you think, that I am ratty.

I'm not lucky, I got no aim
Hear my words and feel the shame
Was it worth to come for that?
Do my words make you sad?

You still claim, that you are lucky.
Oh your lies are all so yucky!

Now I can see tears in your eyes.
You know, they all just symbolize,
That you all are fucked up guys
Still searching for your paradise.

They call us x generation
We live with frustration
We sit on bridges waiting for revelation

We don’t know where to go
The world is fast, we are slow
Welcome to this sad one-man-show

We try to swim
But our chance is slim
However we still want to win

While we sit on bridges
We look at ditches
Reflecting on our images

We are lost in dreams
We ask what it means
To be x generation teens

Parents work from 9 to 5
There is no common life
We’re broken and we wanna skive

Off all sorrows of today
But be that as it may

They call us x generation
We live with frustration
We sit on bridges waiting for revelation

I know that actually I'm the winner
But the emptyness still freezes my heart.
Who is the angel, who is the sinner?
This question tears my heart apart.

Look in the mirror and see the blush.
Try to calm down this emotional rush.
And thoughts, that I shouldn't think,
I want to drown with a fucking drink.

You feel like the creation's crowning glory
But I don't feel like you!
Where has gone all the shine and glory,
Which I was promised years ago?

I want to move on and I try to smile
But I must admit, that I'm just tired
I scorn myself for not giving the best
I laugh at myself, I crave for a rest

Sweet memories keep fading in my head,
While I try to get out of my bed,
Sun is burning in my room.
It feels like my personal day of doom.

Please, forgive my fucked up behavior!
But I didn't say, that I'm the savior!
Some things I still have to learn
To deal with my serious concern.