Private Line

I tried to keep going on and get it undone…
‘cause you’re my number 1

Makin’ a mess since ‘77
Makin’ a mess since ‘77

Too many times they say what is right
But I would not change a day
I won’t waste my time for the corrupted goals
It’s pay back time and I never get old...

No place to call home
I wonder what it’s like to see it all through your eyes
as hard as I tried to keep going on and get it undone…
‘cause you’re my #1

I said I never let you go, but you’re gone with the flow
You took a piece of me with you…
I picked the star from the sky
All in the name of you and I
It’s all gone for good…

Makin’ a mess since ‘77
Makin’ a mess since ‘77

2. Dowstairs Upstairs

Money shot in a Monday morning
‘Nice job’ as you used to call it and I was stuck
Stuck by you
I’m the one mommy warned you about
We’re the scum your teachers told you to
Stay away, but you stayed around

Mouthful of bad habits
V.I.P for your foot and shoe Legshow
When it’s done just drag it
Then BFD turns to #3

One more stair and you’re in our paradise
Two blocks down if you ain’t my kind
I might be wrong, but I can not change my mind

Let’s play the game Mr.King Suckerman
Got a ball and chain but you act like a superman
I can’t bleed for anyone like you
B-pictures and your mistress of the month
Punk pills and your one-track-mind
Wrap you around, I know your kind

Let me tell you a fact
You’re ten pounds of shit in the five pound bag
There’s no help for beggar
Angel lost the feather
And shit lives forever!

One more stair and you’re in our paradise
Two blocks down if you ain’t my kind
I might be wrong, but I can not chance my mind
One more shot and you’re in our paradise
Two bricks down, yeah, I know your kind
Downstairs Upstairs! You’re not a friend of mine
Downstairs Upstairs Downstairs Upstairs
Downstairs Upstairs Downstairs Upstairs

Let me tell you fact
You’re like the ten pounds of shit in the five pound bag
There’s no help for beggar
Angel lost the feather and shit lives forever
Downstairs Upstairs life’s not fair!

One more stair and you’re in our paradise
Two blocks down if you ain’t my kind
I might be wrong, but I can not chance my mind
One more shot! Two bricks down!
Yeah, I know your kind
One more stair and you’re in our paradise
Two bricks down, yeah, I know your kind
Downstairs Upstairs! You’re not a friend of mine

3. Superstar IQ

At the age of eleven, I was clever enough
To know what I wanted to be
I lived like a joy-rider between two fires
I plant my own money tree
I got a fifty-fifty split with a guy from the upstairs
Oh yeah, I can see the things no-one can see
I can read from your lips you don’t like me…

I cheat the common people to give their all money
I teach them by the book I haven’t red
I used to do it little, but a little was too little
They’re fucked by the finger of fate
I got a fifty-fifty split with a guy from the downstairs
Oh yeah, I can see the things no-one can see
I can read from your lips you don’t like me...

I do what I want, but you do what you have to do
’cause you ain’t too good to challenge my Superstar IQ

I can see it in your wallet, you’re not able to afford my pleasure
’cause little is too little and little more ain’t enough
I bite the helping hand and I take as much as I can carry on...

I do what I want, but you do what you have to do…

I can see it in your wallet, you’re not able to afford my pleasure
’cause little is too little and little more ain’t enough
I bite the helping hand and I take as much as I can carry on...

I do what I want, but you do what you have to do
’cause you ain’t too good to challenge my
Superstar… Superstar… Superstar IQ

4. Grown Like Others

The rain stopped I’m listening to the radio
When the next storm will come
All those clouds are gone
There’s no fire in the sky
Just burned soul of mine
I never thought there will be day
When I grow up I can be anything, I can be anyone...

Hey-pretty-day, you didn’t start up like others
Anything but not in this town, so gimme a ride
No-more speech how you should be grown like others
Anything but not in this town
It’s time to go on now!

I’m looking out, turn off the radio
I understand what they said
If the world’s like that, I can’t be a piece of it
No hope for better living
History tells what you are
For me it says: “You can be anything, you can be anyone...”

Hey-pretty-day, you didn’t start up like others
Anything, but not in this town, so gimme a ride
No-more speech how you should be grown like others
Anything, but not in this town
It’s hard to go on now
No-more speech how you should be grown like others...
No-more speech how you should be grown like others...

5. Virgin Suicide

Not even you could be so selfish
Not even you could be so cruel
I tried to find another reason
But ended up paying the dues

Yeah, I might be naive…
But I wouldn’t let you break down
All those eyes won’t lie…
Rain flows through the roof
And starts to run inside…

I know she wasn’t there…
But I hear you call my name
I’m not the one I was before…
But I’m there just for you…
I’m there just for you!

All for one and one for us!

Only if you knew how it feels like
Only if you knew what you’ve lost
You could be right here by my side
But you left it all behind

Yeah, I might be naive…
But you wouldn’t let me break down
Yeah, I can’t deny…
Rain flows through the roof
And starts to run inside…

I know she wasn’t there…
But I can hear you call my name
I’m not the one I was before…
But I’m there just for you
I lay down on the floor
This empty place you called your home
And I’m waiting for you…

All of the spaced out time we spend
Ain’t yet so far…
All for one and one for us!
You used to say: “Time heals, but won’t fade scars”
Yeah, you fly around me, baby
Now I’m breaking down
Yeah, you’re in the ground now
Baby, I’m breaking down

I know she wasn’t there…
But I can hear you call my name
I’m not the one I was before…
But I’m there just for you
Yeah, I’m there just for you…
I’m there just for you…
I’m there just for you…

6. Crack in Reality

What the hell I’m doing? Don’t ask the reason why
I waste my time from nine to five
The dirt is deep inside, but my feet are clean
I need a brand new start to find out
Where I’ll find someone who believes me?

You’re pretty tied up with the dream of revolution
Liberation from the way of the world

I’m the dog who bites the feeding hand
A perfect drug for the fashion queen
I need another fix for broken dreams

If it wasn’t for a bad luck, I’ve got no luck at all
I trample four-leaf-clovers and sing “Scum lives on”
There’s no lucky stars above
Like a ruined soul I hit and run
World’s full of silver spoon icons
Super goals of future wasn’t meant for me

You’re pretty tied up with the dream of revolution
I guess you’ll never learn
I’m pretty tired of your institution
Liberation from the way of the world

I’m the dog who bites the feeding hand
A perfect drug for the fashion queen
I need another fix for broken dreams
A little crack in reality

Life gets you down, pitch you up
Try to make you stop
Do the things that you love
It’s like a bad drug
Gets you down, pitch you up,
Try to make you stop
Do the things that you love, but don’t give up!

I’m the dog who bites the feeding hand
A perfect drug for the fashion queen
I need another fix for broken dreams
A little crack in reality
I’m the dog who bites the feeding hand
A perfect drug for the white trash fashion queen
I need another fix for broken dreams
A little crack in reality
A little crack in reality
A little crack in reality
Yeah! Yeah!