Lyrics of some songs
Ladyfest Anthem
Tell me your best
Way to define a Ladyfest!
Tell me your best
Way to define a Ladyfest!
Radical
Vaginal
Clitoral
Practical
Heretical
Digital
Rational
Emotional
Adversarial
Plurilingual
Multifunctional
Nocturnal
Tell me your best
Way to define a Ladyfest!
Tell me your best
Way to define a Ladyfest!
Associative
Anarchy
Angry
Grungy
Solidly
Sexy
Shameless
Subversive
Self-confident
Serene
Obscene
Offensive
Tell me your best
Way to define a Ladyfest!
Tell me your best
Way to define a Ladyfest!
Feminist
Empowerment
Rock
Creative
Dilettantes
Shock
Punk
Ambiguous
Queer
Chaotic
Wild
Loud
Tell me your best
Way to define a Ladyfest!
Tell me your best
Way to define a Ladyfest!
Heterogeneous!
Heterogeneous!
Heterogeneous!
Heterogeneous!
Tell me your best
Way to define a Ladyfest!
Hetero-genius!
Hetero-genius!
OBSESSED
Today I feel a little bit obsessed.
Today I feel a little bit obsessed.
Today I feel a little bit obsessed.
Today I feel a little bit obsessed.
By your eyes.
By the way you live.
By your jokes.
By your kisses.
By your stories.
By the way you talk.
By your smile
When you pass by.
Today I feel a little bit obsessed.
Today I feel a little bit obsessed.
Today I feel a little bit obsessed.
Today I feel a little bit obsessed.
By you-ou-ou-ou-ou.
By you-ou-ou-ou-ou-uh.
By-ye you-ou-ou.
By-ye you-ou-ou-uh.
By, by you-ou-ou.
By, by you-ou-ou-uh.
Today I feel a little bit obsessed.
Today I feel a little bit obsessed.
Today I feel a little bit obsessed.
Today I feel a little bit obsessed.
By your quarrels.
By the way you peeve.
By your pain.
By your depressions.
By your suicides.
By the way you fail.
By your angry glances.
When you pass by.
Today I feel a little bit obsessed.
Today I feel a little bit obsessed.
Today I feel a little bit obsessed.
Today I feel a little bit obsessed.
Do I search for an obsession?
Do I search for an obsession?
Do I search for an obsession?
Do I search for an obsession?
By you-ou-ou-ou-ou.
By-ye you-ou-ou-uh.
By-ye you-ou-ou.
By, by you-ou-ou-uh.
Bye-bye you-ou-ou.
Bye-bye you-ou-ou-uh.
Today I feel a little bit obsessed.
Today I feel a little bit obsessed.
Today I feel a little bit obsessed.
Today I feel a little bit obsessed.
By your kisses.
By the way you fail.
By your smile.
By your depressions.
By your quarrels.
By the way you live.
By your suicides.
When you pass by.
Today I feel a little bit obsessed.
Today I feel a little bit obsessed.
Do I search for an obsession?
Do I search for an obsession?
By you-ou-ou-ou-ou.
By, by you-ou-ou.
Bye-bye you-ou-ou-uh.
For today ...
Sitting in a hetero bar
I'm sitting in a hetero bar.
I'm sitting in a hetero bar.
I'm sitting in a hetero bar.
I'm sitting in a hetero bar.
They told me that the party was going to be nice.
Now I'm sitting here paining my price.
The music is a penalty and the people here deserve it.
The mood in this place is far from good.
I'd like to talk to a dyke I like.
I'd like to kiss a butchy miss.
I'd like to meet some lesbian femme.
I'd like to hear something queer.
But I'm sitting in this hetero bar.
I'm sitting in a hetero bar.
I'm sitting in a hetero bar.
I'm sitting in a hetero bar.
The games they play won't make go the mood away.
And I can't tell how to feel here well -
Undecided whether to be quiet or a riot.
Tonight's hit is to go to the loo and shit.
I'd like to talk to a dyke I like.
I'd like to kiss a butchy miss.
I'd like to meet some lesbian femme.
I'd like to hear something queer.
But I'm sitting in this hetero bar.
I'm sitting in a hetero bar.
I'm sitting in a hetero bar.
I'm sitting in a hetero bar.
All the women look and move like Barbie puppets.
All the males grab a girl or a beer and can't dance.
Sorry for the cliche but I don't wanna lie, even when I am in trance.
This night sucks and I don't give any fucks.
I'd like to talk to a dyke I like.
I'd like to kiss a butchy miss.
I'd like to meet some lesbian femme.
I'd like to hear something queer.
But I'm sitting in this hetero bar.
I'm sitting in a hetero bar.
I'm sitting in a hetero bar.
I'm sitting in a hetero bar.
And I'm missing a gun or my guitar
To express my feelings about this hetero bar.
UNDERDOGS
Chorus
so romantic
to be an underdog
so romantic
to think what they do not
so romantic
if they could only be
underdogs like you & me
Verse
whaaaat
you are not straight
whaaaat
you want to live your dreams
whaaaat
you think too much
whaaaat -
you don't have a car house and a wife, kids and a cat
sooooo sooooo sooooo sooooo
what do you work
how old are you
why not a woman
why not all insured
Chorus
so romantic
to be an underdog
so romantic
to think what they do not
so romantic
if they could only be
underdogs like you & me
Verse
whaaat
you don't like questions
whaaat
you don't do friends
whaaat
you don't live together
whaaat
you still like sex
whaaat
live out on someone's money
and whaaat
you are not afraid
of whaaat,
of whaaat may come out of this
bitchy lifestyle you chose
Bridge
but on the other hand
everyone's an underdog sometimes
we are all part of one big family
if we choose or not
but on the other hand
everyone's an underdog sometimes
but then somepeople are always better
Chorus
so romantic
to be an underdog
so romantic
to think what they do not
so romantic
if they could only be
underdogs like you & me
WINTERDEPRESSION
Ich bin heute keiner Laune,
Ich atme Schneekristalle ein.
Das Leben hat mich jetzt vergessen,
Und ich friere hier allein.
Heute füll´ ich mich mit Kälte,
Ich atme nochmals kräftig aus.
Die Grippe kriecht in mir ganz leise,
Das Leben dampft aus mir heraus.
REFRAIN:
Mach´ mich kalt, oh Januar!
Die Trübnis strahlt in mir!
Schlaf, press´ mir die Augen zu!
Der absolute Nullpunkt fing mich hier!
Mach´ mich kalt, oh Februar!
Absoluter Kahlschlag, nicht mal dürres Laub!
An diesem Ende meines Lebens
Zerfällt mein Blut zu Frost und Staub.
Es bleibt diesmal immer dunkel,
Draußen und jetzt auch in mir.
Der Permafrost dringt in mich ein,
Ich sauge an ihm ohne Gier.
Die Liebe glüht woanders,
Auch der Zorn brennt ganz weit weg.
Keine wärmt mehr mein Morbidsein.
Keine stopft mein Wärmeleck.
REFRAIN:
Mach´ mich kalt, oh Januar!
Die Trübnis strahlt in mir!
Schlaf, press´ mir die Augen zu!
Der absolute Nullpunkt fing mich hier!
Mach´ mich kalt, oh Februar!
Absoluter Kahlschlag, nicht mal dürres Laub!
An diesem Ende meines Lebens
Zerfällt mein Blut zu Frost und Staub.
VULKAN
Schau' mich bitte,
Schau' mich bitte,
Schau' mich bitte,
Schau' mich bitte,
Schau' mich bitte,
Nicht so an!
Denn ich bin gefangen.
Und ich breche,
Und ich breche,
Und ich breche aus.
Und ich breche,
Und ich breche,
Aus wie ein Vulkan!
AAAAAAARRRRRRGGGGGGHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!! (16x)
Die Basis des Protests
Tja, ihr wollt die Welt verbessern?
Na, das ist doch kein Problem:
Flugs, wir gehen demonstrieren
Und sind unbequem.
Kriegt Ihr ein Zugeständnis
Im Sinn des Manifests,
Dann seid ihr saturiert,
(Und der Protest blamiert),
Und ihr verschwindet in die Mitte Eures Nests.
Doch bleibt das keineswegs so
Denn ich bin die Anwältin des Rests.
Und demonstriere munter weiter.
Allein, doch stolz: Ich bin die Basis des Protests!
Ich bin die Basis des Protests
Ich bin die Basis des Protests
Ich bin die Basis des Protests
Ich bin auf jeder Demo immer Teil des Rests
Ich bin die Basis des Protests
Ich bin die Basis des Protests
Ich bin die Basis des Protests
Es sind keine leichten Zeiten
In der generell'n Tendenz
Soziale Grausamkeiten
Fordern Streik und Renitenz.
Die Streikbewegung ist gewaltig:
Sie bestreikt sogar den Streik.
Sie will Harmonie
Grad´ in der Hierarchie.
Und ist dafür im Umgang mit den Streikenden nicht feig.
Wird Raunzen durch Protest ersetzt,
Dann gibt's den Rat: "Vergeßt's!"
Doch wir bleiben gerne ratlos,
Denn wir sind die Basis des Protests.
Wir sind die Basis des Protests
Wir sind die Basis des Protests
Wir sind die Basis des Protests
Wir revoltieren gerne, auch im Sinne eines Tests
Wir sind die Basis des Protests
Wir sind die Basis des Protests
Wir sind die Basis des Protests
Radikale Minderheiten
Sind oft nicht gern geseh'n.
Denn die radikale Mehrheit
Hätt's gern im System bequem.
Aber der Hang zur Bequemlichkeit
Ist total bizarr:
Es wird unbequem
Ist man zu bequem.
Nur als UnbequemeR ist mensch dann kein Narr.
So bleibt noch die Utopie
Dass wir alle dies goutieren
Und diesen Zustand schleunig ändern
Bevor wir uns in ihm verlieren.
Als neue Basis des Protests
Als neue Basis des Protests
Als neue Basis des Protests
Dann gibt's, als Anlass eines Fests,
Die neue Basis des Protests
Die neue Basis des Protests
Die neue Basis des Protests
PROTEST!
Questions
Oh my luck - (3x)
Where are you? (3x)
Am I gonna find you? (6x)
Oh my love - (3x)
Who are you? (3x)
When will I know? (6x)
Oh my life - (3x)
Will I live you? (3x)
When will I be ready? (6x)
Some questions - (3x)
Are a piece of shit. (3x)
Quit asking - just do it! (6x)
MASTURBATE'S MOTEL
VERSE
Hey girl -
I like you.
Do we like to share some time?
Hey girl -
You look for love,
But you don't look for mine.
And for no-
One else's, too.
And you look like cryin'.
CHORUS
I'm taking a shower
At MasturBate's Motel,
Water my funeral flowers
That grow like hell,
Whistling the wastepipe
With songs I can't sell.
I'm taking a shower
At MasturBate's Motel.
I'm taking a shower
At MasturBate's Motel!
VERSE
Hey friends -
Our ideas -
Do we start to fight for them?
Hey friends -
You're so caring
About something else again.
And you won't change
A single thing.
Again all stays the same.
CHORUS
I'm taking a shower
At MasturBate's Motel,
Water my funeral flowers
That grow like hell,
Whistling the wastepipe
With songs I can't sell.
I'm taking a shower
At MasturBate's Motel.
I'm taking a shower
At MasturBate's Motel!
VERSE
Hello world -
You're so odd -
You could be made for us and me.
Hello world -
You could be nice.
That's what we'd love to see.
You prefer
To be so sick
And bring us to our knees.
CHORUS
I'm taking a shower
At MasturBate's Motel,
Water my funeral flowers
That grow like hell,
Whistling the wastepipe
With songs I can't sell.
I'm taking a shower
At MasturBate's Motel.
I'm taking a shower
At MasturBate's Motel!
INSTRUMENTAL
VERSE
Retirement
Robs my words
And my energy.
CHORUS
I'm taking a shower
At MasturBate's Motel,
Water my funeral flowers
That grow like hell,
Whistling the wastepipe
With songs I can't sell.
I'm taking a shower
At MasturBate's Motel.
I'm taking a shower
At MasturBate's Motel!
NOT OUR LIFE
INTRO
I always feel it's so bizarre when I'm working!
I always feel it's so bizarre when I'm working!
VERSE
I want to live a normal life:
To see the sun rising
Before I go to bed.
Some want to live a life of drugs and booze,
Or to declare a zone of anarchy,
Or just to do some art.
We want to live as a boheme,
To live as a boheme,
To live as a boheme.
CHORUS
This is not our life:
Working from 9 to 5,
Working from 9 to 5,
Working from 9 to 5, honey,
Working from 9 to 5,
Working from 9 to 5.
Working from 9 to 5!
VERSE
I want to be a rock star,
World-famous in Vienna,
Or at least in Ottakring.
Some want to live in polyamory,
Or to organize a Ladyfest,
Or to write a book or story.
We want to live a normal life:
To live as a boheme,
To live as a boheme.
CHORUS
This is not our life:
Working from 9 to 5,
Working from 9 to 5,
Working from 9 to 5, honey,
Working from 9 to 5,
Working from 9 to 5.
Working from 9 to 5!
INSTRUMENTAL
CHORUS
This is not our life:
Working from 9 to 5,
Working from 9 to 5,
Working from 9 to 5, honey,
Working from 9 to 5,
Working from 9 to 5.
Working from 9 to 5!
VERSE
I want to live a normal life:
To see the sun rising
Before I go to bed.
Some want to form a killer band,
Or do music in rehearsal rooms,
Or have every day a party.
We want to live a normal life:
To live as a boheme,
To live as a boheme.
CHORUS
This is not our life:
Working from 9 to 5,
Working from 9 to 5,
Working from 9 to 5, honey,
Working from 9 to 5,
Working from 9 to 5.
Working from 9 to 5!
OUTRO
I always feel it's so bizarre when I'm working!
I always feel it's so bizarre when I'm working!
News from/Nachricht von irizzz / 02 Jun 2009