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Musik und Text von Radio Remedy
Textinhalt: Wenn man zu spät zu seinem eigenen Begräbnis erscheint, ist das unhöflich und peinlich. Der Teufel war entsprechend verärgert.
Richard Bellinghausen: lead & harmony vocals
Roland Enders: solos – synth & electric guitar
Textinhalt: Wenn man zu spät zu seinem eigenen Begräbnis erscheint, ist das unhöflich und peinlich. Der Teufel war entsprechend verärgert.
Richard Bellinghausen: lead & harmony vocals
Roland Enders: solos – synth & electric guitar
Sleep in a makeshift bed
Touched in my shrunken head
Act like a juvenile
Stick to the old provisional style
Look, I was late for my own funeral last night
I tried to make it but my schedule was too tight
The mourning party had long disappeared from sight
It felt embarrassing to be so impolite
Dressed like a troglodyte
My skin’s of a dirty white
Teeth of a fancy brown
I'd hoped it would be the other way round
And the devil said, ain’t got no time to wait for nerds like you
All in blood-red ink my book is filled with evil things to do
I’ll return some other day, get you anyhow
Temporary is your stay, take a final bow
Better wake up quick, your doctor’s here to have you etherised
Modern life is rubbish, that’s for sure,
you’ll feel anaesthetised anyway
Came here by train, inevitably late
Equipped with a soul which no one can locate
So immature, my slothfulness prevailed
Every attempt at purposefulness failed
When I arrived the reaper got too bored, left me
No other choice but living on some more
Sometimes rising from dreams
Polynesian islands and Hawaii
South Sea beachcomber rule:
Long pig’s not served nowadays
Good old Fender Rhodes
Never take me back
To the place I once belonged
Rama lama dong
Rama lama shlong
Frozen sausage in my pocket
Great Barrier Reef
Fucked up by an overrated species
Tiki Room chic
The enemy is our good taste
Let‘s meet at the brand-new Bali Hai
Great place to fly a kite
Fuzzed out surf guitar
Strung with six electric eels
Mai Tais and fatty meals
Nothing has turned out right
Replay as planned – tonight
Touched in my shrunken head
Act like a juvenile
Stick to the old provisional style
Look, I was late for my own funeral last night
I tried to make it but my schedule was too tight
The mourning party had long disappeared from sight
It felt embarrassing to be so impolite
Dressed like a troglodyte
My skin’s of a dirty white
Teeth of a fancy brown
I'd hoped it would be the other way round
And the devil said, ain’t got no time to wait for nerds like you
All in blood-red ink my book is filled with evil things to do
I’ll return some other day, get you anyhow
Temporary is your stay, take a final bow
Better wake up quick, your doctor’s here to have you etherised
Modern life is rubbish, that’s for sure,
you’ll feel anaesthetised anyway
Came here by train, inevitably late
Equipped with a soul which no one can locate
So immature, my slothfulness prevailed
Every attempt at purposefulness failed
When I arrived the reaper got too bored, left me
No other choice but living on some more
Sometimes rising from dreams
Polynesian islands and Hawaii
South Sea beachcomber rule:
Long pig’s not served nowadays
Good old Fender Rhodes
Never take me back
To the place I once belonged
Rama lama dong
Rama lama shlong
Frozen sausage in my pocket
Great Barrier Reef
Fucked up by an overrated species
Tiki Room chic
The enemy is our good taste
Let‘s meet at the brand-new Bali Hai
Great place to fly a kite
Fuzzed out surf guitar
Strung with six electric eels
Mai Tais and fatty meals
Nothing has turned out right
Replay as planned – tonight
