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I'm driving in my car
I'm looking for a job
And I'm talking to myself, talking to myself,
Talking to myself, talking to myself
I'm my own radio, my own radio
Miss Universe, Universal Radio
I'm walking down the street
All the people watch me from my head to feet
And I'm talking to myself, talking to myself, talking to myself
I'm my own radio, my own radio
Miss Universe, Universal Radio
Hey brothers and sisters from the universe
We're drowning in a pot
Universal Radio Radio release your soul
From mental pollution and mental activity
Universal Radio Universal Radio
Into the oversee
I'm in space, I'm looking for the chosen place
And I'm talking to myself, talking to myself
Talking to myself, talking to myself
I'm my own radio, my own radio
Miss Universe, Universal Radio
Miss Universe, Universal Radio
Miss Ekstasy, Universal Radio
Miss Universe, Universal Radio
Oh Solo Mio
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The Gods of Aquarius are coming with UFO's
They love me and they love you
And what they have to say is true
The good old communication with
Holy Spirits of God's creation
Is true but our church denies it
God, when will they realize it
Oh God, we need the big solution
We can't stand atomic pollution
Man, it would be such a shame
If we won't stop the devil's game
Telepathic communication leads to physical transformation
When at the end of night human race is filled with light
Love, love, never get enough
And if you don't love hey, hey, hey too tough
Voices, visions some go in trends
Holy Ghost talks to His fans
I really don't want no more fighting
What I want is automatic writing
Oh my God, the Heavenly Host
Sends us down His Holy Ghost
The Golden Age of Aquarius
The second coming of the glorious
Love, love, never get enough
And if you don't love hey, hey, hey too tough
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Tamara and Tatiana, Olga and Marina,
Nina and Natasha, Iskra and Anastasia
Those Russian girls are dancing queens
Juchei far out in Russian jeans
They look so sweet, they talk so neat
Juchei they twist to Russian beat
In Moscow they go out at night
Juchei all right tonight All right
Yes, Moscow is the place to be
For you and me and everybody
In the Soviet Union
We celebrate reunion
Because there will be no more fighting
And we will make the United Nations be part of the celebrations
The atomic war will never happen
Ivan and Aljosha, Pavel and Serjosha,
Leonid and Vladimir, Juri and Grigori
Those Russian boys they sing so nice
Juchei Juchei Kalinka Kalinka Kalinka Moga
In the Soviet Union
We celebrate reunion
Because there will be no more fighting
And we will make the United Nations be part of the celebrations
The atomic war will never happen
No no no no no no no no no
Nein nein nein nein nein nein nein nein nein
Nyet nyet nyet nyet nyet nyet nyet nyet nyet
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And now the end is near
and so I face the final curtain
My friend I'll say it clear
I'll state my case of which I'm certain
I've lived a life that's full
I've traveled each and every highway
And more, much more than this
I did it my way...
Die Welt ist so kaputt
Is alles Schutt Schutt Schutt auf dieser Erde - woh woh woh
Und jetzt wird alles gut
An deiner Seite gibts keine Pleite
Und dann, ja dann und wann
Kommt dann der Mann, der Mann deiner Träume
Und dann hältst du dich ran
Ein ganzes Leben
Und Geld ist mehr - money money - mehr wert als ich
Als du, als ich
Fressen allein genügt uns nicht
Auch kein Geschwätz macht keinen satt
In dieser sogenannten Stadt
Der Druck muss weg - der Druck muss weg - sonst bleibt er da
Ein ganzes Leben
Berlin, Berlin, tote Stadt - scheiss Stadt
Mit Stacheldraht auf weissen Zäunen - woh woh woh
Berlin ist alt und voll Gewalt
Wo sind sie hin, ja wo sind sie hin, die schönen Träume?
Und dann, ja dann und wann
Zuckt auf ein Blitz aus heiterem Himmel
Und schlägt ein in den ganzen Verein
So kurz mal eben
Und Geld ist mehr - money - mehr wert als ich
Als du, als ich
Fressen allein genügt uns nicht
Auch kein Blah-Blah macht keinen satt
In dieser sogenannten Stadt
Der Druck muss weg, sonst bleibt er da - woh woh woh woh
Ein ganzes Leben
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I live on 1985 Ekstasy Drive,
I iive on 1985 Ekstasy Drive
In L.A., C.A. one four thirty seven seven seven
I've got a direct line to Heaven
Hey baby baby, heaven number seven seven seven
I'm in Ekstasy
Seven seven seven ha ha ha ha ha hee hee hee
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I love myself and I know who I am
Don't you be afraid, doc
I'm a Queen of Punkrock
My name is Nina Prima Ballerina
I;m a Queen of Punkrock
I'm the mother of punk so what the funk (she's the mother of punk)
I'm the mother of punk so what the funk (she's the mother of punk)
I'm the mother of punk so what the funk (she's the mother of punk)
I'm the mother of punk so what the funk (she's the mother of punk)
I'm the mother of punk so what the funk (she's the mother of punk)
I'm the mother of punk so what the funk (she's the mother of punk)
I'm in ekstasy, wanna jump down my balcony
I'm in heavenly agony, wanna fulfill my destiny
I'm in ekstasy, wanna jump down my balcony
I'm in heavenly agony, wanna fulfill my destiny
I'm the mother of punk so what the funk
I think I'm top 'cos I know how to hipp-hopp hipp-hopp don't stop
Don't stop hipp-hopp hipp-hopp don't stop
Don't you tell me stories
I'm sorry for your worries
Don't you be so sleazy
Why don't you take it easy
And not so fanatic boy, you get so fanatic
You little cutie penguin ach du lieber Augustin
I'm in ekstasy, wanna jump down my balcony
I'm in heavenly agony, wanna fulfill my destiny
I'm in ekstasy, wanna jump down my balcony
I'm in heavenly agony, wanna fulfill my destiny
I'm the mother of punk so what the funk
I think I'm top 'cos I know how to hipp-hopp hipp-hopp don't stop
Don't stop hipp-hopp hipp-hopp don't stop
Don't you tell me stories
I'm sorry for your worries
Don't you be so sleazy
Why don't you take it easy
And not so fanatic boy, you get so fanatic
You little cutie penguin ach du lieber Augustin
I'm in ekstasy, wanna jump down my balcony
I'm in heavenly agony, wanna fulfill my destiny
I'm in ekstasy, wanna jump down my balcony
I'm in heavenly agony, wanna fulfill my destiny
I'm the mother of punk so what the funk (she's the mother of punk)
I'm the mother of punk so what the funk (she's the mother of punk)
I'm the mother of punk so what the funk (she's the mother of punk)
I'm the mother of punk so what the funk (she's the mother of punk)
I'm the mother of punk so what the funk (she's the mother of punk)
I'm the mother of punk so what the funk (she's the mother of punk)
(Hipp-hopp the queen of funkpunk)
Low down Nina Nina Nina Nina
Funkpunky to the right and punkfunky to the left
Punkfunky to the right and funkpunky to the left
(She's the mother of punk, she's the mother of punk)
My name is Nina ich bin ein Berliner
I'm the motherof punk so what the funk
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When I die and they lay me to rest
I'm gonna go to the place that's the best
When they lay me down to die
I'm going up to the spirit in the sky
Going up to the spirit in the sky
That's where I'm gonna go when I die
When I die and they lay me to rest
I'm gonna go to the place that's the best
Prepare yourself you know it's a must
Gonna have a friend in Jesus
So you know that when you die
He's gonna recommend you to the spirit in the sky
Gonna recommend you to the spirit in the sky
That's where you're gonna go when you die
When you die and they iay you to rest
You're gonna go the the place that's the best
Never been a sinner I never sin
I've got a friend in Jesus
So you know that when I die
He's gonna set me up with the spirit in the sky
Gonna set me up with the spirit in the sky
That's where I'm gonna go when I die
When I die and they lay me to rest
I'm gonna go to the place that's the best
(This is the revolution of the spirit in the sky, greetings from Nina Hagen)
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In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit
Go down on your knees and pray for peace
Our Father who art in Heaven
Hello, hello
Hallowed be thy name
Thy kingdom come thy will be done on Earth as it is in Heaven
Give us this day our daily bread and forgive us our trespasses
As we forgive them who trespass against us and lead us not
Into temptation but deliver us from evil
For thine is the Kingdom, the power and the glory forever and ever
Amen and Amen
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Atomic Flash Deluxe
Atomic Flash Deluxe
Atomic Flash De...
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Le Sassasang
Le Mannequin
Le Diabolo
Le Gigolo
Le Pyroman
It's up to you
Le kokain im schoenen wien
Le futurist
Le extremist
Er sagte einfach tschuess
Kala hara hara hara kiri kiri kiri hara
Hara hara hara kiri
Babylon will fall
Babylon will fall
Babylon will fall
Babylon will fall
Babylon will fall
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Atomic Flash Deluxe
Atomic Flash De...
Atomic Flash Deluxe
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Wenn ich sterbe und man legt mich ins Grab
dann holt mich mein total geliebter Schutzengel ab
beim schönsten Sterbeglockengebimmel
heb ich ab und flieg zu Gott in den Himmel
flieg ich los und ab zu Gott in den Himmel
ich höre noch das Sterbeglockengebimmel.
Wenn ich sterbe und man legt mich ins Grab
dann flieg ich los und fahre richtig und total drauf ab!
Bereite Dich vor denn jeder schießt mal sein Tor.
Wir alle müßen mal verreisen, nur daß Du es weißt.
Hey, der Typ der Jesus heisst, der wartet dann auf Dich
und er hilft Dir sicherlich
Und Gott weis bescheid und wir werden befreit,
mein Guru-Rastabasta-Medizinmann.
Halt Dich bereit für die neue Zeit,
von Gesicht zu Gesicht beim jüngsten Gericht.
Ich hab mich schrecklich blamiert,
aber jetzt hab' ichs kapiert:
Oh, Gott im Himmel, ist das ein Leben!
Ich kann mich schon freun,
ich werde so sein wie Jesus und wie Gott,
so richtig chick und flott.
Ich kann mich schon freun,
ich brauche gar nichts bereun
denn meine Sünden sind vergeben.
Ich steig voll drauf ein,
bald werd ich bei ihnen sein,
bei Jesus und bei Gott,
so richtig chick und flott,
bei Jesus und bei Gott,
so richtig Hüh und Hott.
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I'm driving in my car
I'm looking for a job
And I'm talking to myself, talking to myself,
Talking to myself, talking to myself
I'm my own radio, my own radio
Miss Universe, Universal Radio
I'm walking down the street
All the people watch me from my head to feet
And I'm talking to myself, talking to myself, talking to myself
I'm my own radio, my own radio
Miss Universe, Universal Radio
Hey brothers and sisters from the universe
We're drowning in a pot
Universal Radio Radio release your soul
From mental pollution and mental activity
Universal Radio Universal Radio
Into the oversee
I'm in space, I'm looking for the chosen place
And I'm talking to myself, talking to myself
Talking to myself, talking to myself
I'm my own radio, my own radio
Miss Universe, Universal Radio
Miss Universe, Universal Radio
Miss Ekstasy, Universal Radio
Miss Universe, Universal Radio
Oh Solo Mio
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