Put Gabi On TV
You know these TV shows… these talkshows… perhaps the only way for the freak from next door to get some attention. Or Tom Cruise. But who really wants to watch this? We hate TV in general. We prefer the internet.
Put Gabi on TV
Put Gabi on TV
She eats 50 pancakes in a minute
There’s not a pant on earth that fits
Not a chair that wouldn’t split
If that’s 15 minutes worth to see
Put Gabi on TV x2
60 pounds and 6 feet tall
Her golden hair attracts ’em all
Her eyes so big her mind so small
If that’s 15 minutes worth to see
Put Heidi on TV x2
chorous
They laugh, they cry
They live, they die
They laugh, they cry
They live and they die by my
By my remote
Put berti on tv
He was a child so calm and modest
Always busy always honest
His mother lost him in the forrest
If that’s 15 minutes worth to see
Put Berti on TV x2
chorous
His hair so dark his smile so bright
Jump in his Porsche for a ride
He loves at least two girls each night
If that’s 15 minutes worth to see
Put Schorschi on TV
chorous
Kincky Carmen
Did you ever get one of these emails from strangers that invite you to have sex with them? Most likely, these emails come from evil spam roboters. But not everybody knows. This is a song about falling in love. With Kincky Carmen – a girl from the spam email.
Kincky Carmen
She’s only seventeen
So hot and wunderbar
Plans to study medicine
And dances Chá-chá-chá
While I won’t shave my face
She shaves her lalala
pre-chorous
And I get mail from her
Twice a day x2
She wears shiny braces
But she never wears a bra
Likes to kiss in public places
Sleeps under the stars
She has a private website
See it for ten Dollars
pre-chorous x2
chorous
She’s so sweet!
And really really dirty!
But she never never never
Replys to me!
Ooooh… She’s out ev’ry night
Party at the bars
Likes boys as she likes girls
Always goes too far
She twists her pretty curls
Does it in your car
pre-chorous x2
chorous
first verse, spoken
pre-chorous x2
chorous
She’s so sweet!!!
Almost Real Joy
This is a song about the sex toy industry! There are amazing machines that can give a desperate soul some joy! Originally, this was one of the songs we wrote for our own musical ”Plug & Play Dieter“ which we sadly never finished.
Almost Real Joy
Weeeeeeee’ve got
Super-natural feeling
Glowing, squeezy, squealing
The difference you can’t feel
Just imagine it was real
If your your hands are shaking
If your belly’s aching
If your heart is breaking
Heart is breaking
This is the website you should try
If you’re only crying
If your sweetheart’s lying
If you feel like dying
Feel like dying
This is the website you should try
chorous
(Cos’ we’ve got) super-natural feeling
Glowing, squeezy, squealing
The difference you can’t feel
Just imagine it was real
Just replace your sorrow
Today as tomorrow
With joy, with joy
With almost real joy
If your your hands are shaking
If your belly’s aching
If your heart is breaking
Heart is breaking
This is the website you should try
chorous
So watcha want? – joy!
So watcha want? – joy!
So watcha want? – joy!
Almost real joy!
x2
chorous x2
What do the boys want? – Joy.
What do the girls want? – Joy?
All the little Mädchen want?
What does your mother always want?
What does your little sister always want?
And your dog?
Joy.
Your Glamorous Life
Some people have a boooooring life. But – hooray for the internet – they can write about it on a weblog! This song is dedicated to all the bloggers out there that cannot help but to report about their glamorous life.
Your Glamorous Life
I can see you are someone
Living somewhere in some town
I can see something happened
In some cool place
On this weekend
chorous
If I wasn’t that bored most the day
I could write my own log, I had cool stuff to say
Hey!
If I wasn’t that lonesome most the time
I would chat with some friends of mine
If I wasn’t that bored most the day
I could fill my own log, I had cool stuff to say
If I wasn’t that lonesome most the time
I would chat with some friends! Of! Mine!
I can see you are someone else
Living somewhere else
In some other town
I can see something happened
In some cool place
The last weekend
chorous
superevil guitar solo
chorous x 2
B.S.O.D. (Blue Song of Death)
Do you know this nice blue screen of death that appears when your PC is totally crashing? Thousands of millions of people see it every day. And cry. Dont’ let evil computers beat you! Don’t cry! Sing along!
B.S.O.D. (Blue Song of Death)
Ten minutes to start
Still busy with a task
You cannot work, you cannot work
for 30 minutes
This sucker finally reached
It‘s limits
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All it got for me
Is the B - S - O - D
All it’s got for me …
Freezes for a while
Need another try
You cannot work, you cannot work
For half an hour
Without plug-out, plug-in
The power
pre-chorous
chorous
It’s the Blue Song of Death
x4
spoken
When I log-on
All my files are gone
Where’s my mail?
Where’s my chart?
This whole thing
Slowly falls apart
Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
pre-chorous
chorous