Nie meh gsang und klanglos Waaahh heichoo - schööön heicho whaaa Züri - miis Züri jetzt bini zrugg - ahh, was für es Gfühl und, und, und … I saw you smiling in your mask today or was it Greta Thunberg ? I saw you smiling in your mask today you looked good hey, hey, good Nie meh gsang und klanglos Was au immer passiert Alles nur nöd gsang und klanglos und wänn´s dänn passiert… hey, hey, hey adesso riesco ne fretta, ne sforzo e senza innesco - lentamente e-e-splo-plo-de-de-ro Isch doch alles scho da gsii Schach gäge Müli - Helde und Nazi nur dasmal - chunt´s guet Nie meh gsang und klanglos

Den Sanften Räubern Überall lauft alles prächtig irgenwie gilt das nöd für mich überall alles lächled es lächled immer gliich Alls was dänksch, xeesch, ghörsch, das gschpürsch au und so wie´s es chind gschpürt isch´s wahr ob traum oder wach oder pixel erläbt isch erläbt Und wenn am Abig in Afrika uf de Steppe d´Löwin em Leu is Aug lueged dänn schmunzled d´Zebra mit ihrne Streife alles häng zäme, alles gaaht wiiter Isch doch klar, dass di Alte s´nümm ghöred nödemal die wo zuelose wänd Isch au klar, dass di Neue kä Wort händ für viles was´s im Härze verstönd Alls was dänksch häsch ghört vo wem ächt ? Und wer seit das isch immer wahr ? Nur falls de Lieb Gott kän Furz wär mmmmhmmmm Ume si nöd einig sii müese zämehebe uf enand luege uf sich luege laa xunde aktiv xunde xund rede xund dänke xund mache xund ässe xund schätzele und gnueg Doch, doch so isch´s ob´s im Buech schtaat oder nöd Doch, doch so isch´s au wenn´s doof tönt oder isch Doch, doch so isch´s

Lauere Lauere Frau Meier lauere Herr Huber lauere, lauere looslaa Lauere Sie, Dokter lauere Sie, Lehrer lauere Sie, Bundesrat niemert weiss wo´s wiiter gaat doch zum s'Klima gärn ha isch's für niemer z'spaat mier wänd nüm, mier chönd nüm Lauere

Drive-in Show (Eddie Cochran) Come on baby to the drive-in show I know the very place to go i´ll be over, pick you up at eight this will be our very first date When we´re parking in the drive-in show we´ll be sitting in the moonlight row I bet my peanuts to a candy bar you be cuter than a movie star When it´s over and we´re heading back we stop over for a little snack six hot dogs will be just right after such a wonderful night doo-doo-do-do-do

Going Underground (Paul Weller) Some people might say my life is in a rut But I'm quite happy with what I got People might say that I should strive for more But I'm so happy I can't see the point Something's happening here today A show of strength with your boy's brigade and, I'm so happy and you're so kind You want more money, of course I don't mind To buy nuclear textbooks for atomic crimes And the public gets what the public wants But I want nothing this society's got I'm going underground, (Going underground) Well, let the brass bands play and feet start to pound Going underground, (Going underground) Well, let the boys all sing and the boys all shout for tomorrow Some people might get some pleasure out of hate Me, I've enough already on my plate People might need some tension to relax Me?, I'm too busy dodging between the flak What you see is what you get You've made your bed, you better lie in it You choose your leaders and place your trust As their lies wash you down and their promises rust You'll see kidney machines replaced by rockets and guns And the public wants what the public gets But I don't get what this society wants I'm going underground (Going underground) Well, let the brass bands play and feet start to pound Going underground (Going underground) So let the boys all sing and the boys all shout for tomorrow La-la-la-la La-la-la-la We talk and we talk until my head explodes I turn on the news and my body froze The braying sheep on my TV screen Make this boy shout, make this boy scream! Going underground, I'm going underground! I'm going underground, I'm going underground La-la-la-la La-la-la-la La-la-la-la La-la-la-la These braying sheep on my TV screen Make this boy shout, make this boy scream! Going underground (going underground) Well, let the brass bands play and feet start to pound Going underground (going underground) Well, let the boys all sing and let the boys all shout Going underground (going underground) Well, let the brass bands play and feet go pound, pound, pound Going underground (going underground) So let the boys all sing and let the boys all shout for tomorrow

Top Conspiracy Flop When it comes down to conspiracy there is no bigger fart than me the other guys, pff we know the lot I plant them where and when I please and watch them grow in disbelieve still it is my song that rules their world Bring me another Tequila Bezos and then go wash your shirt tell Elon to hurry or I kick his ass my baby wants to party on the mars Shut the freakin' fuck up Rothschild tommorrow I tell you what to think this is my pyjama Dalai Lama Easily I can admit my life is rather full of shit but we are born to it since ages (before you) So what the heck shall I now do with all the power of a world so ugly and never changes ? Bring me another Tequila Bezos this is not my time I was born aimless but my baby wants to, baby wants to … why not! So if any of you in the dark knows a trick or recepie how to deal with unlimited power I own cooks and saints and jugglers too They do miracles I ask them to And we have paradise Within an hour Yeah Nobody needs what you do Bezos Have a cup of tea Your mummy loves you And so do we ? Call me Greta Thunberg angel Bless her for her life Somebody got to help me My baby wants to party alive

Everything wrong in one Song Ich ha der miis Härz nie gschänkt s´isch eifach ab zu dier chasch es au grad b´halte s´isch eh nie meh mier hey you for you it´s an aquainted fact it takes what it takes a win win situation as easy as it is Ich ha das Lied nie gschribe ich ha di gar nöd welle gsee wer wott dänn soo id chnü gaa allei und vor sich sälber will´s Läbe ihn nöd vor Dier id chnü gaa laat ? for you I do you I do you I do alles was wotsch immer wänn d´wotsch everything in one song I need you - I want you I´m down on my knees so wrong - so wrong in one song I´m nothing that I ain't in your heart it´s you

Touch of a breeze With this your touch of a breeze you stir my soul that´s all i need however far, however far I feel you near me almost hear you breathe Love comes in circles falls from trees knows no mercy knows me not alone inside myself o, o, o , o come and hear my plea Flowers, flowers With this your touch of a breeze you´re causing ripples on my soul that´s all i need O darling please we´ll never be apart i feel you near me almost hear you Flowers heal you flowers

Well good again Well my dear words, how is your day ? anything to say, any news to play to tell the truth by telling lies it´s healthy, keeps you ready for surprise Genie, genie keep your words apart and put them into lines that rhyme what´s really true stays in between by traitors never seen Thank you nature rhyme before reason here to comprehend god´s end It´s cold, it´s wet the bus approaching one quick glance is this you whispering ? boy I need a song with a refrain a tune a charming bridge can aim for a chord all senses flow right into dissolves… and then again It´s cold, it´s wet the bus approaching one quick glance is this you whispering ? boy I need a song with a refrain Common ground to fall back onto common sense to grow right into dissolve… and then again It´s cold, it´s wet the bus is coming I clearly hear the angels humming uuu, well, good, again A happy end for happy creatures well good again

CRAWLING Crawling, crawling, crawling I want to get up on my feet and dance conquer the world as I do I wanna be hugged and loved by you any old way you choose I want to be honest and true to myself I want to be the full, fine me might have to get there by crawling (and I crawl) crawling (see me crawl) Crawling, like little babies do and when I´m feeling blue down and don´t know what to do I stay, stay, stay and loose my fear of falling by crawling like little babies do Crawling

House of the Rising Sun There is a house in New Orleans it´s called the rising sun and it´s been the ruin of many a poor boy and god I know I´m one My mother was a tailor she sewed my new blue jeans my father was a gambling man down in New Orleans The only thing a gambler needs is a suitcase and a trunk the only time he´ll be satisfied is when he´s all drunk O mother tell your children not to do what I have done spent my life in sin and misery in the house of the rising sun With one foot on the platform but the other foot on the train I´m coming home from New Orleans I kicked the ball and chain I kicked the ball and chain

Love Unlucky Love, as good as any Love, unlucky unsent letters by the heap useless plans for endless weekends sunday mornings white as love as it goes silence answers nightly whispers pillows hugged and memories kissed but there is nothing to be sad or bitter about it as it´s love it´s love Love, as good as any Love, unlucky

Trurig irgend wo - es Zimmer i dem Zimmer - du i dier drin Näbel und im Näbel en Schatte lueg en aa - lueg gnau es chliises öppis chunt nöcher und siis Ziel bisch du euse lieb Fründ, de Heiri isch gschtorbe und ich bin immer no da was heisst dänn da sii ? was heisst dänn tot ? und wo isch er dänn jetzt, de Heiri ? gschtorbe isch doch kän Ort Uf d' suechi z'mitts drii grabe - grabe - grabe immer tüfer da chunsch id Mitti da gitt's kä obe, kä une kä hine , kä vorne kä vorher, kä nachher nüt nüt nüt nüt nüt nüt nüt und dänn oppsi as Liecht da chasch dänn schufte das isch härt und isch au schön das isch härt und schön Was passiert mit de Liebe wänn's schtärbed ? Sind's für sich sälber au tot ? Das weiss niemer und genau darum chasch nüt als sälber beschlüsse wie zu diiner Liebi schtaa Abwärts gaht's immer id Mitti ufwärts gaaht's irgendwo hii

Wänn´s dänn dänn isch Auge langsam zue und ab vo Glück zu Glück säg diim Traum es grüessli mer erwarted ihn uf b´suech wänn´s dänn dänn isch wänn´s dänn dänn isch Lieb Gott, lieb Gott, lieb Gott mach das au morn alles mmhmm … Lieb Gott, lieb Gott, lieb Gott für alles, für alli und für mich wänn´s dänn dänn isch wänn´s dänn dänn isch