Unser aktuelles Demoalbum wurde im August 2019 aufgenommen:

Dabei erhielten wir unter anderem Unterstützung von Musikern der Bläserphilharmonie Süd-West und des Stadtorchesters Remagen. Hier könnt Ihr entweder die CD kostenfrei bestellen oder euch einen Download-Link schicken lassen!

Madame Beatrice

Sie war eine starke Frau, ihr Anblick hat mich umgehauen -
Sie war durch und durch unnahbar.
Und sie war gemein, bei ihr fühlte ich mich so allein -
Ihr Charakter, der war wirklich ziemlich fies.

Die Rede ist von Madame Beatrice. Von Madame Beatrice!

Und sie war sehr streng, man musste ihr gehorchen.
Jeder Satz von ihr war uns Befehl.
Sie pflegte zu betonen:
„Euch fehlen die Manieren! Ihr Bälger, ihr seid wahrlich ziemlich mies.“

Die Rede ist von Madame Beatrice. Von Madame Beatrice!

Ich weiß es noch, als sei es gestern erst passiert,
sie war Mitte 40 und ich gerade 12.
Ihre Anmut, die war unbestreitbar, sie hatte eine Haut, wie weißes Porzellan.
Wir saßen auf den Zimmern, ich kann mich gut erinnern.

Und wir verfielen in Angst!

Doch wir hatten gelernt, an den Schritten schon erkannten wir sie
und sagten: „Achtung, denn es ist...“

Funny Honney Mummy

I‘ll steal you a new car, I‘ll buy you a pool with (a) bar.
I‘ll spend a day in a chinese spa.
I‘ll make you say: „Uh. Ah.“

Will never ask you about the money.
Will never ask you, because it‘s funny.
Never ask you, Honey! You‘re the „Funny Honney Mummy“!

I‘ll build you your own house. There‘ll never works a little house.
I‘ll conquer you a castle.
I‘ll make you cum, with my muscle.

Will never ask you about the money.
Will never ask you, because it‘s funny.
Never ask you, Honey! You‘re the „Funny Honney Mummy“!

Funny, Honey, Mummy - You‘re the „Funny Honney Mummy“!
Funny, Honey, Mummy - You‘re the „Funny Honney Mummy“!
Funny, Honey, Mummy - You‘re the „Funny Honney Mummy“!

Will never ask you about the money.
Will never ask you, because it‘s funny.
Never ask you, Honey! You‘re the „Funny Honney Mummy“!

Deep at night

Maybe you want to be alone. And your heart turns into stone.
Well, the vodka is on ice - what a wonderful surprise.
And when you feel alone at night, little Monsters (are) by your side.
(They) remember you, to call a drink, in your favorite color - pink.

He will think, he‘s lonely too. And he want to be included.
While anal sex he cried a lot, saw little angels on a pot.
Could it be, that he is dead? It could be but instead -
I think, he may was afraid. He just came a little late.

I can say, I‘ll be your god. So you better pray a lot.
When the devil feeds the kings and the red phone never rings.

We‘re all monsters

The murder is cutting the angels,
the murder is cutting the faces,
the murderer is cutting the angels purple haze.

The killing is when another‘s away,
the killing is for someones, who pray,
the killer is killing that way for today.

So say hello to the monster in you,
say hello, because the monster is true,
and even you pray, the monster it says: „Hui Buh!“

It was too late last night

I was on a party and it was very nice.
And that is the reason, why I came home so late at night.

It was too late last night.

And we drunk too much alcohol. And we took too many drugs.
And I can‘t remember everything, that happened last night.

It was too late last night.

Well, now I woke up in my very own house.
And I can‘t imagine how I did exit last night.

It was too late last night.

This could be your last day

Imagine, this could be the last day of your live.
What would you do if this would be the last day of your live?

Would you think back, what you did in life?
Would you try to find the way to yourself?
Would you be happy or would you feel blue,
when you know, you‘ll die?
Would you think to the people you‘re leaving
or some good friends too?

Imagine, this could be the last day of your live.
What would you do if this would be the last day of your live?

Would you do many, many risk things, you wouldn‘t do usually?
Would you jump out of an airplane? Would you take some drugs?
Would you jump down a 15 meter high stone?
Would you search to face the death?

Imagine, this could be the last day of your live.
What would you do if this would be the last day of your live?

Im Licht

Und jetzt kam er wieder zu ihr.
Rechte Hand Zigarette, in der linken Hand ein Bier.
Sie wusste es, er tut ihr nicht gut. Schämt sich,
doch hat nicht den Mut,
aufzustehen und fortzugehen.

Und sie wenden sich gegen alle, die gegen sie sind.
Gebeutelt - ohne Frage, ich liebe dich mein Kind.
Draußen kannst du sehen, im weißen Licht, wie sie Schlange stehen.

Und während er ein Messer aus der Tasche zieht
und sie sich verängstigt an die Wand anschmiegt,
sieht man alles nur von innen.
Sie liegen schon am Boden, ist das das Ende der Verzweiflung?
Werden sie empor gehoben?

Und sie wenden sich gegen alle, die gegen sie sind.
Gebeutelt - ohne Frage, ich liebe dich mein Kind.
Draußen kannst du sehen, im weißen Licht, wie sie Schlange stehen.

Werden wir sie vermissen? Sicherlich.
Werden wir es dann wissen? Sicher nicht.
Vielleicht haben wir ja auch zu viel Zeit.
Fürchte dich nicht, sei einfach bereit.

Und sie wenden sich gegen alle, die gegen sie sind.
Gebeutelt - ohne Frage, ich liebe dich mein Kind.
Draußen kannst du sehen, im weißen Licht, wie sie Schlange stehen.

The White Snake

I see it when the morning comes, I see it every night.
Just get it in the afternoon, I really have to cry.
Well it is a shame, that some things going on. It´s really our blame,
We got to put it on.

I got a fear for the white snake - in the light.
I got a fear for the white snake - shining bright.
Well I got a fear, yeah I got a fear, oh I got a fear…
A fear for the white snake.

And I can feel it, when I sleep at night, I must have it deep inside.
My heart is going on beat on quiet - it is or isn´t it right?
Well it is a shame, that sometimes things went wrong.
It´s really our blame, We got to going to come.

I got a fear for the white snake - in the light.
I got a fear for the white snake - shining bright.
Well I got a fear, yeah I got a fear, oh I got a fear…
A fear for the white snake.

I got a fear for the white snake - in the light.
I got a fear for the white snake - shining bright.
Well I got a fear, yeah I got a fear, oh I got a fear…
A fear for the white snake.

Out of control

Babe last night was hard, maybe too much alc – it’s just a part of me,
my head is ringing, got to go on stage to singing.
Babe maybe I don’t know - I got to keep on up the show.
It could be just too much for me, oh tell me why I can not see.

Way out of control I just lose my soul,
I want to grow up before I‘ll be old.
Way out of control I hope to get old,
I want to be there before I‘ll be dead.

Oh yes, I got to go extreme, It’s the next on level scene.
I just want to shout and scream, and I wish I would be unseen.
But I need this crazy shit and I got to need this kick –
I just want to get out of here, I hope Messiah will appear.

Way out of control I just lose my soul,
I want to grow up before I‘ll be old.
Way out of control I hope to get old,
I want to be there before I‘ll be dead.

Oh yes, Oh yes! I want to get down, down to the ground -
just hate to be bound. Babe, the knife, you won’t live twice.
So what is the price, to living this live?

Way out of control I just lose my soul,
I want to grow up before I‘ll be old.
Way out of control I hope to get old,
I want to be there before I‘ll be dead.