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Just Thirteen

Learning English Lesson 1, Teksty piosenek

Oooh 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13

She used to be a shy girl
Now she is a wild girl
She used to play around in the park
Now she waits until it’s dark

Just thirteen
It’s thirteen

She used to go around with Jane
Now she won’t see her again
She used to like her friends at school
Now she don’t consider em cool

Just thirteen
It’s thirteen

And on her own she is afraid
She thinks of all the enemies she’s made
Yes on her own she is afraid
She wonders if she’ll ever make the grade

Just thirteen
It’s thirteen

She used to be a shy girl …

Just thirteen
It’s thirteen

Brickfield Nights

Learning English Lesson 1, Teksty piosenek

Remember those dark nights down Brickfield
Never a blade in sight – Brickfield Nights
No youth club, no coffee bar
Saturday was the local cinema night – Brickfield Nights

Every night we`d meet at the same place same time
Late nights spent kicking round a football
We carved our initials on the school wall

Remember those Brickfield Nights
Remember those Brickfield Nights
It seems so long, those days are gone
Dark nights down Brickfield

On summer nights like a sauna
We always met by the corner light – Brickfield Nights
Then the girls came with their long hair
High heels and the make up never quite right – Brickfield Nights

Every night we`d meet at the same place same time
Saturdays at the local dance hall
They carved our initials on the school wall

Carnival in Rio

Bis zum bitteren Ende, Crash Landing, Learning English Lesson 1, Największe Przeboje, Reich & Sexy, Teksty piosenek

Dad – what was punkrock…?

Punk was rotten, punk was vicious,
always being unambitious.
Punk was a piss-up, punk was a punch-up,
picking your nose and chucking your lunch up.
Punk was obnoxious, punk was obscene,
having a pop at our dear Queen.
Punk was a twisted tasteless trip,
punk was a pin through her majesty’s lip.

We never took shit from noone, we just didn’t give a fuck.
If you didn’t like our music, that was just your bloody hard luck.

Punk was a riot, every night a rumble,
a nice bit o’blow and a nice bit o’grumble.
Punk was a sleazy, punk was a slum,
polaroid pics in bed with your mum.
Punk was unhealthy, quite unclean,
it was a mockery, malignant mean.
Punk was criminal, punk was a con,
and so was our favourite fugitive Ron.

We never took shit from noone, we just didn’t give a fuck.
If you didn’t like our music, that was just your bloody hard luck.

Now open your eyes and listen my son, there’s no reason to be sad.
Just hang around and stay with us, it’ll all be coming back.

We never took shit from noone, we just didn’t give a fuck.
If you didn’t like our music, that was just your bloody hard luck.

Do Anything you wanna do

Bis zum bitteren Ende, Learning English Lesson 1, Teksty piosenek

Gonna break out of this city
Leave the people here behind
Searching for adventure is the type of life to find
Tired of doing day jobs with no thanks for what I do
I’m sure I must be someone
Now I’m gonna find out who

Why don’t you ask them what they expect from you
Why don’t you tell them what you are gonna do
You’ll get so lonely, maybe it’s better that way
It ain’t your only you’ve got something to say

Do anything you wanna do
Do anything you wanna do

Don’t need no politician tell me things I shouldn’t need
Neither no optician tell me what I ought to see
Noone tells you nothing even when you know they know
But they tell you what you should do
They don’t like to see you grow

Why don’t you ask them what they expect from you
Why don’t you tell them what you are gonna do
You’ll get so lonely, maybe it’s better that way
It ain’t your only you’ve got something to say

Do anything you wanna do
Do anything you wanna do

Gonna break out of this city
Leave the people here behind
Searching for adventure is the type of life to find
Tired of doing day jobs with no thanks for what I do
I’m sure I must be someone
Now I’m gonna find out who

Why don’t you ask them what they expect from you
Why don’t you tell them what you are gonna do
You’ll get so lonely, maybe it’s better that way
It ain’t your only you’ve got something to say

Do anything you wanna do
Do anything you wanna do
Do anything you wanna do
Do anything you wanna do

Whole Wide World

Bis zum bitteren Ende, Learning English Lesson 1, Teksty piosenek

When I was a young boy
My mama said to me
„There’s only one girl in the world for you
And she probably lives in Tahiti.”

I’d go the whole wide world
Go the whole wide world just to find her

Or maybe she’s in the Bahamas
Where the Caribean Sea is blue
Weeping in the tropical moonlit night
Because nobody’s talking about you

I’d go the whole wide world
Go the whole wide world just to find her
I’d go the whole wide world
Go the whole wide world
To find out where they hide her
I’d go the whole wide world
Go the whole wide world just to find her

Why am I hanging around in the rain right here
Trying to pick up a girl
Why are my eyes
Filling up with these lonely tears
When there’s girls all over the world

Is she lying on a tropical beach somewhere
Underneath a tropical sun
Pining a way in a heat wave there
Hoping that I won’t be long
I should be lying on that sun swept beach with her
Caressing her warm, brown skin
And then in a year or maybe not quite
We’ll be sharing the same next of kin

I’d go the whole wide world
Go the whole wide world just to find her.
I’d go the whole wide world
Go the whole wide world
To find out where they hide her

I’d go the whole wide world
Go the whole wide world just to find her
I’d go the whole wide world
Go the whole wide world
To find out where they hide her

Yeah! Whole wide world
Whole wide world

Blitzkrieg Bop

Bis zum bitteren Ende, Crash Landing, Learning English Lesson 1, Nur zu Besuch: Unplugged im Wiener Burgtheater, Teksty piosenek

Hey ho, let’s go hey ho, let’s go hey ho, let’s go hey ho, let’s go
They’re forming in straight line they’re going through a tight wind
The kids are losing their minds the blitzkrieg bop

They’re piling in the back seat they’re generating steam heat
Pulsating to the back beat the blitzkrieg bop

Hey ho, let’s go shoot’em in the back now what they want, I don’t know
They’re all reved up and ready to go

They’re forming in straight line they’re going through a tight wind
The kids are losing their minds the blitzkrieg bop

They’re piling in the back seat they’re generating steam heat
Pulsating to the back beat the blitzkrieg bop

Hey ho, let’s go shoot’em in the back now
What they want, I don’t know they’re all reved up and ready to go

They’re forming in straight line they’re going through a tight wind
The kids are losing their minds the blitzkrieg bop

They’re piling in the back seat they’re generating steam heat
Pulsating to the back beat the blitzkrieg bop

Hey ho, let’s go hey ho, let’s go
Hey ho, let’s go hey ho, let’s go