…Lazy sunday low Comes to the town Maybe this is the way To breakaway, baby Missing in action Lost your satisfaction Fact or fiction Go to the wrong direction Maybe less is more Too much for love Revolution and remedy A mind without a melody Missing in action Lost your satisfaction Fact or fiction Go to the wrong direction…

…Yes, I was playing some troubadour shows in Playa de las Americas, Tenerife, Canary Islands last christmas when this girl came to me and said she really loved my shit. Especially the Rodhouse blues. I was playing…

…You have your restless lifes, you dont cope with your lifes, you just make people feel dizy, they dont really like your life, its just you and your course mates, who share this lifestyle. You think its all ok, you live…

…you more Hey, nana-na-na! VERSE Infront of our school gates, I'm a minute late (sorry baby I'm always late) We'll of course our mates Decided they could stay (I know) Awkwardly we wait, No excuse to make (oh-no…

…You like to see me in bed, you love your loving love, your weener is your child, you really like to play with it, through gates, everyone has seen it. You love your dolls on stage, they walk like cats, you like latino…

…You missed the winter and it followed you back home Where sun kissed the crimson footsteps in the melting snow We are doing our best to disown the golden mean By these acts of cruelty in the name of beauty to be free…

…Remember when we used to look how sun sets far away? And how you said: "This is never over" I believed your every word and I guess you did too But now you say : "Hey, let's think this over" You take my hand and pull me…

…Once upon a rhyme I believed in fate The signs of the times Did it mean anything to you Or was I just anyone to you? Then came the daze The santa ana wind Whipped the sand in my face It didn't mean anything to you…