KMFDM Album

Hammer and stone
Skin and bone
The children of fear are not alone
Rivers of tears
Flesh and blood
An eye for an eye
That's all we've got

Time will be ending
Life's a crusade
For a consciousness rising
Out of a desperate state
We've got the power (got the power)
We've got the power (got the power)
We've got the power (got the power)

Power and truth
Desire and trust
Like the wind and the rain
Ashes and dust
Into light and the future
Education is work
Into violent peace
That will conquer the world
We've got the power (got the power)
We've got the power (got the power)
We've got the power (got the power)
We've got the power (got the power)
We've got the power
Excessive force
Industrial soundtrack to the holy wars
We've got the power
Excessive force
Industrial soundtrack to the holy wars
We've got the power
Excessive force
Industrial soundtrack to the holy wars

Hammer and stone
Skin and bone
The children of fear are not alone
Rivers of tears
Flesh & blood
An eye for an eye that's all we've got

We've got the power
Excessive force
Industrial soundtrack to the holy wars
We've got the power
Excessive force
Industrial soundtrack to the holy wars

Time will be ending
Life's a crusade
For a consciousness rising
Out of a desperate state
We've got the power (got the power)
We've got the power (got the power)
We've got the power (got the power)
We've got the power (got the power)

We've got the power
Excessive force
Industrial soundtrack to the holy wars
[til fade]

Without Space
Without Time
I Am Deaf
I Am Blind
Without Motion
Without Sound
Like A Flower
Underground
Isolation-Demarkation
Solitary Separation
No More Joy
No More Sadness
No Emotion
Only Madness

I Can't See
I Don't Feel
I Can't Touch
I Don't Heal

Corrosion From Within
No Future
No Resistance In The Cell
No More

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Buildings fall
People crawl
Nailed against another wall
Light or dark
Break and start
Idiot could play the part

There's nothing like giving the game away
All the people are feeling the same today
Take a hammer and break a bone for me
There's nothing like giving the game away
There's nothing like giving the game away
All the people are feeling the same today
Take a hammer and break a bone for me
There's nothing like giving the game away

Make it mine
Pain and crime
Fading light
Other signs
Take it back
Crowbars crack
Break it down
Remain intact

There's nothing like giving the game away
All the people are feeling the same today
Take a hammer and break a bone for me
There's nothing like giving the game away
There's nothing like giving the game away
All the people are feeling the same today
Take a hammer and break a bone for me
There's nothing like giving the game away

(i couldnt make the last part out =( sorry )

All we want is a headrush.
All we want is to get out of our skin for a while.

We have nothing to lose because we don't have anything...
anything we want, anyway.

We used to hate people,
now we just make fun of them - it's more effective that way.

We don't live, we just scratch on day-to-day with nothing but
matchbooks and sarcasm in our pockets and all we're waiting for is
for something worth waiting for.

Let's admit America gets the celebrities we deserve.
Let's stop saying "don't quote me" because if no one quotes you,
you probably haven't said a thing worth saying.

Sex, drugs, God, cash, sex, drugs, God - America

We need something to kill the pain of all that nothing inside.
We all just want to die a little bit.

We fear that pop-culture is the only kind of culture we're ever gonna
have.
We want to stop reading magazines, stop watching TV, stop caring
about Hollywood, but we're addicted to the things we hate.

We don't run Washington and no one really does.
Ask not what you can do for your country;
ask what your country did to you.

Sex, drugs, God, cash, sex, drugs, God - America

The only reason we're still alive is because someone has decided to
let you live.

We owe so much money we're not broke, we're broken; we're so
poor we can't even pay attention.

So what do you want? You want to be famous and rich and happy but
you're terrified you have nothing to offer this world, nothing to say
and no way to say it, but you can say it in a few languages.

You are more than a sum of what you consume.
Desire is not an occupation.
You are ultimately thrilled and desperate, sky-high and fucked.

Let's stop praying for someone to save us and start saving ourselves,
let's stop this and start over.
Let's go out - let's keep going!

This your life, this is your fucking life!

We need something to kill the pain of all that nothing inside.

Quit whining, you haven't done anything wrong because frankly
you haven't done much of anything.

Someone's writing down your mistakes.
Someone's documenting your downfall.

Chew it all up
Turn it around
Give the meaning a twist
Spit it back out

Repulsive
Corrosive
Enticing
Confusing
Abusive
Elusive
Provoking
And amusing

Like everything else it's completely inane
Profoundly profane and it drives me insane
KMFDM
What do you know
Don't blow your top now, here we go!
KMFDM
What's the deal
You're so naive, come on get real!

Mangled and ground
Decomposed and destroyed
Whatever was found
We invented the sound
Prepared to order
Cooked to perfection
According to taste
No dissatisfaction

Like everything else it's completely inane
Profoundly profane and it drives me insane
KMFDM
For what your money can buy
Leave your angst behind and fly sky-high!
KMFDM
Make your choice
Celebrate chaos
Get into the noise!
KMFDM
Nihilistic and free
UAIOE for you and me
Help us, save us, take us away
KMFDM
Make my day

German engineering
Astounding ingenuity
Over a decade of conceptual continuity
KMFDM
A constant intrusion
It poisons your blood
You need an infusion

KMFDM
Make my day
KMFDM
What's the story
Sex on the flag, split and glory
KMFDM can't suck hard enough
Have a little more
You just love that stuff
KMFDM
KMFDM
KMFDM

KMFDM
Make your choice
Celebrate chaos
Get into the noise!
Like everything else it's completely inane
Profoundly profane and it drives me insane

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Who's The Artsy Anarchist
Who's The Magic Masochist
Who's The Piggish Postulator
Who's That Anal Agitator
Who's The Heinous Plagiarist
Who's The Sexy Satanist
Who's That Manic Masturbator
Who's The Cryptic Constipator

Who Is Who
Who The Hell Are You
Do You Love Me
I'm The Salt In Your Wound
I'm The Fist In Your Face
I'm The Thorn In Your Side
The Devil In Disguise