1. |
Entering the club
01:18
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2. |
Let's do it Here
04:06
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I once met a man
in a Cinema
in Paris
Und his name was
Marcel
He sat next to me
Put his hand on my knee
Und I smiled und said
Well, well Marcel
He said
Baby you’re so beautiful
I want to take you home
Come back to my place
and we could do it all night long
I said
Let me be clear
I like the idea
But baby let’s just do it right here.
I once met a woman
in a sauna
in Bruges
Und her name was
Rachel
She walked up to me
dropped her towel, to her feet
Und I smiled und said
Well well Raquel
She said-
Baby you’re so beautiful
I want to take you home
Come back to my place
and we could do it all night long
I said
Let me clear
I love the idea
But baby let’s just do it right here.
Chorus-
Es is nicht Sadistich,
Nur ein bisschen Voyeuristisch
Ich mache wass ich will mit dir
Ist mir scheiss egal
wo wir sind
Ich mache wass ich will mit dir
That Chorus is German darlings, it roughly translates to-
I’m going to sit on your face
I once met a man at cabaret show….
WHAT?! Oh my god!!!!!!!
Look at you all just shitting yourselves.
I once met a man at a cabaret show
Und his name was beardy
Our eyes met
It was electric I know
It was as if there was no one else in the room!
‘Baby you’re so beautiful
There is nothing I can do
I’m gonna take this cordless microphone
I’m gonna come over there and touch you!
It will be fine
These people won’t mind
Baby let’s just do it……….. right here!
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3. |
The Little Death Club
01:00
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4. |
Carnival of Sin
03:34
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Thousands of cats
Are screaming in your head
Let’s drown those cats in a bottle of gin
And paint the whole town red
Slip off your skin
Leave your name at the door
Cos Kaiser Wilhelm
Doesn’t work here anymore
Come on and dance with me
Until we all disappear
Cos hell is empty baby
And all the devils are here.
I know a short cut to the river of Styx
Whatever your kink baby
We can help you get your fix
So take my hand
Feel the heat rush through your bones
You’ll never face the ferry man alone
Instrumental
Thousands of cats
Are screaming in your head
But baby you can sleep
You can sleep when you are dead
The neon flickers
And the night is closing in
This is the carnival
The carnival of sin
Come on and dance with me
Until we all disappear
Cos hell is empty baby
And all the devils
And all the devils
And all the devils
are here!
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5. |
Dick Pic
02:05
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6. |
The Night Belongs to Him
00:42
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German-
Seien sie immer glüchlich ihn zu sehen.
Machen sie sich interessant für ihn.
Sprechen Sie mit leiser, sanfter und freundlicher Stimme
Beklagen Sie sich nicht,
Die Nacht gehört zum ihm
Beklagen Sie sich nicht,
Die Nacht gehört zum ihm
English Translation-
Always be happy to see him
Make yourself more interesting for him
always speak in quiet, friendly and dulcet tones
Don't you complain darling
The night belongs to him
Don't you complain darling
The night belongs to him
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7. |
The Night belongs to Her
03:54
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German-
Seien sie immer glüchlich ihn zu sehen.
Machen sie sich interessant für ihn.
Sprechen Sie mit leiser, sanfter und freundlicher Stimme
Beklagen Sie sich nicht,
Die Nacht gehört zum ihm
Beklagen Sie sich nicht,
Die Nacht gehört zum ihm
English Translation-
Always be happy to see him
Make yourself more interesting for him
always speak in quiet, friendly and dulcet tones
Don't you complain darling
The night belongs to him
Don't you complain darling
The night belongs to him
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8. |
Lick My Pussy
02:32
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Lick my pussy
Lick my pussy
Just lick pussy
Lick my pussy
My scary pussy
Just Lick my pussy
And shut the fuck up
You’re talking about your day
You went to a christening
It all sounds very nice
but my pussy ain’t listening
Lick my pussy
My hairy pussy
Just Lick my pussy
And shut the fuck up
You’re playing with my hair
You say you think I’m pretty
You whisper that you love me
as you fondle my titty
It seems like fucking ages
You take your sweet ass time
Now you’re playing with my navel
And I’m drinking more wine
Lick my pussy
My scary pussy
Lick my pussy
And shut the fuck up
Aw babe I have had a really long day at work so-
Aw babe, I’ve actually just eaten and, I mean, brushed my teeth so-
Aw babe I’ve got a headache so-
Aw babe I’ve just got a really, I’ve got a really dry mouth
Just shut, shut, shut the fuck up-
Lick my pussy
ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, AH!
Just Lick my pussy and shut the fuck up!
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9. |
Cracks in the Mirror
07:29
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You’re staring back at me
Is this the woman that you thought you’d grow up
to be?
Wipe that paint off your face
It’s time to loose that monster from it’s hiding place
Where have you gone?
You keep fading as the years go on
Where have you gone?
Then I catch you in the corner
Don’t walk away from me
Have you just become another wannabe
Just wasting days
Staring into spotlights with a junkies gaze
Where have you gone?
You keep changing as the years go on
Where have you gone?
Then I catch you in the corner
Some days there’s not enough paint
Or wine or restraint
Bright lights
Bad deals
Cheap pills to make it worth it-
There’s not enough paint
or wine or restraint
Bright lights
Bad deals
Cheap pills to make it worth it
Where have you gone?
That little girl who was alright on her own
Where have you gone?
I try to hold on
But you keep on slipping
through
Cracks in the Mirror
(Instrumental)
Where have you gone?
That little girl who was alright on her own
Where have you gone?
I try to hold on
But you keep on slipping
through
Cracks in the Mirror
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10. |
The Night Belongs to Me
03:30
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Ah, Ah,
Ah, Ah,
Ah, Ah!
Die Nacht gehört zu mir
Die Macht gehört zu mir
The night belongs to me
The fight belongs to me
Seien sie immer glüklich ihn zu sehen.
Machen sie sich interessant für ihn.
Sprechen Sie mit leiser, sanfter und freundlicher Stimme
Beklagen Sie sich nicht,
Beklagen Sie sich nicht,
Beklagen Sie sich nicht,
Beklagen Sie sich nicht,
Die Nacht, die Nacht, Die nacht,
Die Nachet gehört zum Mir
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11. |
A is for Alcohol
04:47
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The gypsies used to wash their eyes out in it
And the crow flies down next to me where i sit
The grape, the potato, and the wormwood, and the rye
Alcohol is going to love me til the day that i die.
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A man doesn’t exist til he’s drunk.
Ernst Hemingway said
And the last male
northern white rhinoceros is dead
Living on this lonely lump of rock
hurtling around and around and around,
at a thousand miles per hour
and our shadows grow long
And I thank god
and mr Dionysus
and I thank the devil for a little drink.
As sure as a ferret is a ferret
Everyone that you know will be reduced back to wandering atoms, in a mere 100 years, and in the meantime you have to get up in the morning,
Every morning but don’t think about the morning cos you’re here tonight
A, A is for alcohol
A, A is for alcohol
Cos when the moon crashes down like the final curtain and the end is near
You’ll see hell is empty and all the devils are here.
Instrumental
I know a place at the end of the world.
Where the girls are boys and the boys are girls.
And the girls don’t give a fuck.
Hey there mr salaryman, I’m gonna Chop up your tie like soba noodles
Cause when your drinking with me your never be sober again.
And the Japanese are drinking rice
And the Russians are drinking potatoes
And the French are drinking the stars
And the Mexicans are drinking agave
And the Egyptians and drinking the palms
And the Afghans are drinking green raisins
And I am drinking whatever I can get my hands on
A, A is for alcohol
A, A is for alcohol
When the moon crashes down like the final curtain and the end is here
You’ll know hell is empty and all the devils are here.
A, A is for alcohol
A, A is for alcohol
A, A is for alcohol
A, A is for alcohol
And when the final dance is done
Do not go gentle into that good night
Because hell is empty
and all the devils
All the devils
All the devils
are here!
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Bernie Dieter Berlin, Germany
Having been described as 'a cross between Lady GaGa, Marlene Dietrich and Noel Fielding in sequins', Bernie is the Queen of Weimar punk kabarett; from the back alleys of Berlin and the cabaret stages of London's West End to Spiegeltents all over Australia and New Zealand, seducing audiences with her original songs and her gin soaked, lascivious charm. ... more
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