LYRICS
ANR 34 Mad Monks
"Flying Circus" CD / LP
everyday i try to be someone that you gonna need
and everyday i try to be a good part of society

but i can`t feel free this way
no, i don`t wanna be ordinary
i know, it`s just a little step,
until i lose myself

i just want to know - why is there a line to go?
a point of millions in a croud
stranger in my own world now

i lose myself - i died
and in the end i know, i`ve got to got to gotta go!

...now i kick ass, i give a shit on your lifestyle-rules
better a freak than a sucker,
i`ve got a dream of a free mind, dude!
everyday i wake up, everyday i stand up
everyday surrender to the daily routine, hands up!
i read in the papers and i see i`m not alone,
a change is what the people need to say: "we're moving on!"
i`m really feeling bad, `cause my job bores me.
my boss`s a fucking sadist and he`s penetrating me.
everything i can say and all i have to do is
"yes sir! what sir?" - i am just a fool!

i can see the time runnin', but i laze around.
and because of that i feel down, deep down on the ground.
maybe i`m just tired of these things that bother me,
but maybe it`s just myself, killing inside me.
i `m annoyed by other people and that wasted time.
i`m sick of repetitions and i hate this daily grind,
but maybe there is just a little thing i have to do:
change this life with the taste of something new

and then i met the ska...
ska is my lover, it`s taking over
and with its power i`m picking flowers
there`s something in your eyes
that I can`t understand
depending on your mind
your waitin for whats comin next
you need someone to decide
a little marker on your way
but if theres noone
who would guide
there`re no more words
that you could say
dragons and fireflies

what you do is what we say
the same brew makes you stay
so what you`re gonna do
if there`s nothings left but you?

actual you`re blind -blind for your own ideas
but somewhere there behind
is a place for your own career
and if you find out what you need
if you show us what you feel
the soulfly starts to breed
with you behind the wheel
i was easy to please through all the years
I walked the way alone
and i didn't share my tears
now i drink whiskey in a bar
me and my guitar
once i was a boy and i had no idea, just to pay my bills,
i made dirty deals - and then my booty was the jail
for me and my guitar
i had a best friend, my only friend
 but there's one thing,
i can't understand,
why did he choose that girl and make me go? 
why did he choose that girl? the only girl i loved?
i was easy to please through all the years
 I walked the way alone
and i didn't share my tears 
another whiskey in a bar...
and now i'm marked by the years 
don't wanna talk
me and this glass,
my guitar and thousand thoughts,
while i drink whiskey in bar...    *hicks*
you say, you're honest all the time, but in the end i don't really feel that way. i feel so special on your side, but you lie to me:
"everything's gonna be o.k."
tu absorbes les mensonges comme une éponge
this is a ride on lie and truth, just another way of drug abuse
and now i'm waiting for the day, where you would like to say: "nothing's gonna be o.k.!"
this is a ride on lie and truth, my way of drug abuse
if i had the power and nerves of steel, i would fight
if i could change their thinking, if i could switch off their pride
the power of illusion could maybe make them think right
but their meaning of solution is they are ready to fight.

their lies are made for reasons,
we're puppets in a stream
and we're pointing
with our fingers
on who's bad
and who's the winner

no, i don't know what's wrong
deep in your mind
and i can't cure the wounds behind
and if the reason's just the profit,
go and work for it
without a title based on lies
that you can't admit

a massive penetration
for nearly every nation
war as situation
and peace as explaination

to all the chickenhawks in the world
you try to change - it's getting worse
you can't play down by words you say
it's time to stand your man!
keep your voice and make them understand!
fire burns, once a day the storm returns
you've got rights, stand and fight!
not for sale, 'cause you've got pride
strong enough in the end,
you'll resist, if you don't eat from their hands
the cowl will be the one to keep us save
because he is strong
and the epitome of braveness
and you can always trust in the hope that heaven sends
because he is just the better superman

the world is in trouble and at risk again
supercowl will come to save the innocent
'cause he is our rescue, our rescue, man!

everyday he gives his life for these selfless little things
maybe now he is out there to save the world
there's nothing else as power packed in cowl with fists of steel
and noone could be better...

a military strike - an attack from outer space
a rifle or a knife - just a threat to human race
and he is the superior to evil, he's a friend
because he is just...
...the better superman!

everyday he gives his life for these selfless little things
maybe now he is out there to save the world
there's nothing else as power packed in cowl with fists of steel
and noone could be better...

he will be the one
the one to keep us save
because he is strong
and the epitome of braveness
and you can always trust in the hope that heaven sends!
my decision is i'm travelling, i want to come around.
i wanna leave this boring place, although i love this town.
and when i leave, i know it's good, in flames by the idea,
i pack my things and say goodbye and then i'm outta here.

now, where's the place i wanna be? where's something like a home?
in paris or in moscow, or whereever i may go.
but every place i settle down causes just one thing:
i pack my bags and say goodbye i'm out before i'm in.

in fact i feel unrested but there's still a little hope.
the way i feel when i think 'bout the day i'm coming home.
i'm leavin' for the last time, 'cause all roads lead to rome.
maybe i'm coming back, but at first i'm coming home.
the night swallows the day, now the dead are coming up
to leave their graves and somewhere,
reaching through the sand,
you can see the bony digging hands of a dead man.
once a day the empire was falling,
now the king is back and he's calling
for his bloody revenge
before the morning.
taken by the
death without warning

no world for tomorrow, the end of humanity,
the end of eternity and anything you know

reborn by endless faith to their master,
they're aboulic slaves of desaster.
lets run to them to die faster,
we can't escape these bastards.
but maybe they are pretending this all
and we keep on standing
for this peaceful world,
we're defending.
lets start to fight 'til its ending!

matizia die late gurke

ar rex sat ten tep ta em anu her
qeres re pen du-f per-f em heru em
xeperu neb meref hena aq er auset an senar-tu-f
years went by and times did change, catholic church got lower range
the ruined abbey's open now for tourism shows.
daily routine, nine to five, usually a boring life.
making best of this age, the abbey is my follystage.

Playing nasty tricks to chicks, giving kicks to old mens sticks,
feeding little dogs with hash, the result is a cleaming mash.
frighten mommies and their babys, watching under skirts of ladies
playing golf with the glaseye of uncle fred, the pomadeguy.

the abbey, it burns!
the black monk returns!

i' m a mate of ghost hui buh, laughing 'bout clerical crew.
anger, wrath and hate are gone, my recipe is having fun.
daily routine, nine to five, usually a boring life.
making best of this age, the abbey is my follystage.

the abbey, it burns
he's the mighty master of the bones!
the abbey, it burns
he kicks ass, god gave him rock'n roll!
the black monk, the black monks returns!

the abbey, it burns
he kicks ass, god gave him rock'n roll!
the black monk returns!

the abbey it burns
he kicks ass god gave him rock'n roll
he's te mighty master of the bones
die sonne scheint und ich geh zum werdersee.
denn draussen muss sein,
weil ich drinnen sonst noch eingeh

i'm gonna leave my social pressure
whereever i may go- i'm gonna set me free
my mind's on a vacation,
this little isolation's gonna set me free

es ist nicht mehr weit. die natur, ich riech sie schon.
eine welt, die befreit
von alltag und stress und so.

i'm gonna leave my social pressure
whereever i may go- i'm gonna set me free
my mind's on a vacation,
this little isolation's gonna set me free

i'm just the shuck of the rock

c'est le soleil qui rèchauffe nos coeurs
la haut dans le ciel prun peu plus de bonheur
pas forcèment des merveilles juste un peu de chateur
pour yous les amateurs de l'ètè,
le ventlilateur faut pas l'arrêter
positionner loin de l'anxiète'
arreter d'être embêter par des futilites' passagères
je ferme les yeux sur les austères et les mégères
renge la colére amére, pas besoin de cette atmosphére
pensons á positiver dés la fin de l'hiver
mad monks, tribuman,
mélangent ts les styles pr te nettre bien
self-made men á l'imágination fetrile,
proche des épicuriens
qu'd seule idée en váte se contenter
de la simplecité de'l authenticité
pour les rastas et les crétes une nouvelle reconquête de lété

we're just going with the flow