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soll ma langsamer spieln? neeeeeeeein
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Eye of the System
03:02
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Running in circles behind the carrot on a stick
you're stuck in the system surrounded and serving it
caught up in quarrel of chaos and copied lives
your search for meaning becomes an endless strife
(You're stuck; you're stuck, stuck in the system;
caught up, caught up, an endless strife)
Ashamed and in shackles, no shelter to be found
the veils wont vanish, authority's all around
the layer of smoke in the atmosphere grows thick
civilization never felt so fucking sick
(Shut up; shut up, there is no shelter)
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Unmeasurable Misery
03:02
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chainsaws erase what took centuries to grow
divided in patterns, the land is controlled
i stand in a desert of concrete and cold
glasswalls and billboards, it's fucking gross
the breath of machines fills the air with black smoke
fish full of plastic, birds puke and choke
the highway it looks like a dead snake on a road
flattened by tires, it's fucking gross
take off the crown of creation
and open up your eyes
we are a virus, the worst mutation
of carbonbased life
unmeasurable misery is served from our hands
we plunder the oceans and gouge out the land
we suck out this planet and if it must die
we're already planning to colonize the sky
...
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Drugs or Bugs
01:58
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Overwhelmed by tiredness, inside I’m still awake
Wish I could pass out right now, my head plays nonstop music loud
People talking, vision clear, on which side am I walking now?
Shake my head like luna does
Getting back to silence
I grab my nose and try to breath
Is this a lucid dream
Try not to reconsider now – thinking kills my mental health
Not sure if I’m more scared of drugs or fucking bugs
Get rid of those electronic spies, hide the evidence
Safety culture makes you quiet
So keep your fucking poser lies
What could they know?
What will they do?
The thought of caging cages my mind.
I hope these drugs switch of my light
Before my head stops me to fight
Try not to reconsider now- thinking kills my mental health
Not sure if I’m more scared of drugs or fucking bugs
Sleepless nights, random frights
But this one is the only life
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Under a Tree
03:28
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Cant you see its hard to be growing up and feeling free
You lectured me, imprisoned me in a place where i dont like to be
You forced me to go
You always told me once i would know how badly i needed this
And thank you so
Just fuck off with your lies!
Cant you see, i’d like to be under a tree
It’s easy to lie down below, where fruits fall and other trees grow
I’d like to sit under that tree and watch the life thats flowing without me
When i was young i filled the world with things and i liked to dream
But now this time is long gone and i sit outside and watch my garden grow
Old thrift wood is stranding there
Fire smoked up to the air
River flew and forest grew and noone even knew
This old life is ending here
I was sometimes quite unfair
Watch your life and watch your dreams and
I should stay with you
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Chocolate
04:48
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Don't you now the taste of chocolate and tears
its been a part of my life since I was five years
trying to escape the setting, trying to forget the thoughts
I keep on eating chocolate, the situation is getting worse
but sometimes also better...
And in fact I don't have any problems compared to the world
If I look out on those streets there I don't know what to do first
should I squat a house for a secure place for us to grow
or rather punch a politician, so that he won't ruin it all
ruin it all...
Ref:
Sometimes I wish I could cure everything with chocolate,
sometimes I wish I could cure everything with food,
sometimes I wish I could cure everything with chocolate,
sometimes I wish I could cure everything wth food,
but then I realize, that this is not the truth.
And then I feel so useless, not strong enough or too small,
so I just bake a cake or shout at everyone, but after all
it is just confusion in this world that locks away
people without passport, well that I fucking hate,
I hate, I hate.
It is confusion in this world that discriminates
against beings for their gender or species, which are their fates
I don't want this, I want it all to change,
but there's no easy solution, this truth we have to face
we have to face...
Ref.
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Eating Coal
04:18
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Nihil
04:14
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Where lies the enemy? / where my alliance?
Chaos unfolding in my brain, who can i trust?
When fiction and reality entangle in each other
Depression and anxiety form an unbreakable crust
Wasted days transform into restless hours of night
The screams and mourns of souls tormented keep me awake (haunt me)
The capacity of my mind and this fragile body seems so limited
These days is seems that all of my hopes for tomorrow
Are dreams of destruction and collapse
I cannot think straight, facing this toxic cage
Of domestication and systematic violence.
Lost afraid and helpless/i wander the vast wastelands of my mind
Forgotten in time/ with no explanation to find
(WHYYYYYYYYY)
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DEOTR + King Gout
06:26
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Forests burning, diseases breaking out
Species dying and still the trees are cut
And still nobody knows the dark end of this road
Some they try to scream
Will they die in their own dream?
Wake up!
We rip the life oft he earth
With the use of giant war machines
The soil gets dry
And we stilll force growing yields
This house is burning down.
There’s still gold in the ground
And noone will be rich
But the last one who’s around.
And maybe
By chance this body knows
How to kill its cancer growth
Has life the stronger will
Or will we die for real?
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As he wastes away
Stricken and plagued, fat and well aged
Agonizing pain
King Gout, you’ ve only got yourself to blame
with frolicksome feasts, no shortage of wine
Lay on your back, for now is your time
Be by yourself and wallow in anguish
You know what they say
This disease is a privilege
What is hiding
Under your skin
Unbearable torture
The demon within
Limbs are growing
Joints are swelling
The sickness is showing
Your highness is yelling
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Once standing on a crossway
Three people of this earth
One looking south, one east
And one was staring north
Their minds intermingled
Which way should they go?
To look, for what?
None of them did know
Ones clothes were ragged
The second’s fine as can be
And the third one’s were plain
But of good quality
They had all the opinions
Summoned and sorted out
But in their hearts each and everyone
Was still full of doubt
If i don’t do anything then I can’t do it wrong.
If i take a step i can’t go back (can’t go back)
The ice is breaking, i am melting
Drowning in muddy water, there’s no way of getting further
Rain keeps falling down, fills my ears with noisy sound
Falling, till it hits the ground
Forever, it’s buried, i’m buried
I’m melting, on thin ice
In the end they stayed there
Never daring to move
They will never find out
Any now grounds or truths
They will never find out
Any new grounds or truths
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Sie sagen
Ausweise, Ausweise her, ihr seid verwirrt, das ist doch nicht schwer.
Warum wollt ihr denn nicht kooperieren
Ihr erreicht damit nur, dass wir alle Zeit verliern.
Was ham wir euch den getan, wenn ihr wollt, dann legt es ruhig drauf an,
Dass wir euch mitnehmen, ich ruf noch schnell den Juristen an.
Bettelmusikverbot und Lärmbelästigung
Das habt ihr euch selber eingebrockt
Jaja, Hauptsache aufgemuckt
Doch wir dürfen euch fotografieren, die Folgen für euch die werden gravierend
Wir müssen Fingerabdrücke nehmen.
ED-Maßnahmen wegen Verwaltungsübertretung ihr solltet euch schämen.
Profi-Aktivist*innen, Demonstrant*innen und Punx
Scheiß-Pack, Scheiß-Pack
Straßenmusikant*innen, Obdachlose und Hippies
Scheiß-Pack, Scheiß-Pack
Migrationshintergrund, Transpersonen und Queers
Scheiß-Pack, Scheiß-Pack
Drogendealer*innen, Konsument*innen und du
Scheiß-Pack, Scheiß-Pack
Doch du musst das unterschreiben / Doch du musst dich ausweisen
So ein Mist/Jetzt sag mal endlich wer du bist
Nein, ich will nicht kooperieren und die verwirrten hier seid ihr
Ich muss nix unterschreiben und ich muss mich nicht ausweisen
Wann werden sies endlich kapiern, wir werden nicht kooperieren.
(und straßenmusik ist ein ehrenwertes Handwerk)
AAAAAAHHHH!
Not so hidden, hidden Dreck: (feat. Marek, washboard)
I once knew somebody like you
I once knew the things you would do
I once knew a love that was true
But i kept dreaming and i lost it too
I always win and avoid every fight
I sure did everything right
But everyday when i turn out the lights
I can’t sleep so instead i cry
What have i done/am i the only one
Where have i gone/everyday i run
I once lived on the thirtyfirst street
And had a trainticket right to the timemachine
And i was able to turn back the time
And find the dreams that i left behind
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Donauanarchie Musikkollektiv Vienna, Austria
A group of people who make music together in different constellations. Also we love anarchy, dumpster diving, busking and hanging out with punks and trees.
folk punk focused.
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