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Pommes statt Partyanekdoten, Slowlife statt Self Hate, Pop statt Produktivitätszwang. Mit ihrem dritten Album Slowlife und nach zahllosen Konzerten und Festivalshows im In- und Ausland sowie Kollaborationen mit Künstler_innen wie Peaches, Dirk von Lowtzow und Hans Unstern legen Jolly Goods mit Slowlife eine für sich sprechende Bestandaufnahme und persönliche Reflektion der Krisenhaftigkeit neoliberaler Gesellschaftsverhältnisse vor. Das Album ist musikalisches Empowerment, vor allem aber ein Plädoyer für Self-Care und die (Wieder-)entdeckung des emanzipatorischen Potenzials von Langsamkeit. Mehr denn je vermögen es die Multiinstrumentalistinnen, ihren an Post-Punk, Riot Grrrl und Grunge geschulten frühen Sound so zu erweitern, dass ein ganz eigener Klangkosmos entsteht. Mal ruft Slowlife den Shoegaze von Cocteau Twins oder auch Eurythmics zu „In the Garden“-Zeiten ins Gedächtnis („The Misanthrope Years“, „The Moon“), mal schlingern Tuba und Klavier um eine Surfgitarre herum („Heavy Feet“) oder schimmern Einflüsse von PJ Harvey oder Kate Bush auf. Auf den 10 neuen Songs twisten Sie einen Fluch aus Machtstrukturen, Traumata, Leistungsdruck und unendlich scheinender Wut mit sonnendurchfluteten Pop.

B i o g r a p h y

Jolly Goods are the siblings Tanno Pippi and Angy Lord. They founded Jolly Goods in 2003. Tanno Pippi sings, plays guitar, bass and keys. Angy Lord plays drums, percussion and sings. Their music is inspired by Punk, Folk, Shoegaze, Riot Grrrl, Garage, Pop and Noise.

In 2007 they released their debut album Her.Barium on the berlin-based label Louisville Records. It was recorded by Lolo Blümler and Hans Unstern and mixed by Moses Schneider and Tobias Levin. 2007 and 2008 Jolly Goods played concerts in Germany, Austria, Switzerland, France and Sweden (via Konzertagentur Berthold Seliger). Including appearances at Volksbühne in Berlin, Palladium in Cologne for WDR Rockpalast, Fleche dor in Paris (FR) and a Girls Rock Festival in Alexandria (Egypt). In 2010 they became part of the organization and bandcoaching team of Ruby Tuesday Rock Camp for girls, trans * and inter* in Berlin. In October 2010, Jolly Goods were part of the theatre rock opera „Peaches Does Herself“ by Peaches at HAU Berlin.

In November 2011, their second album Walrus was released on the Berlin label staatsakt. Hans Unstern and Dirk von Lowtzow ( Tocotronic ) were co-producers. Moses Schneider designed the sound. The release was followed by a tour in Germany, Austria and Switzerland with two additional musicians (Simon Bauer & Hans Unstern), who played contrabass, organs and keyboards. Their self-made video for the single „Try“ won the third MuVi prize of „Internationale Kurzfilmtage Oberhausen“. In 2012 Jolly Goods played concerts in Canada and the USA. In 2013 they produced a sound piece for „Killjoys Kastle : A Lesbian Feminist Haunted House“, an art performance and installation project by canadian artist Allyson Mitchell in Toronto, where they performed with 40 other performers.

Their third album Slowlife was released in January 2020 via Siluh Records. The 10 songs were produced and recorded by Tanno Pippi.

2020 Slowlife LP+CD (siluh)
2020 The Misanthrope Years Single (siluh)
2019 Eating Fries Single (siluh)
2011 Walrus doubleLP+CD (staatsakt.)
2008 Too Dumb To Love/The Boredom Song split 7inch (louisville rec.)
2007 Girl Move Away From Here/Fuck 7inch (louisville rec.)
2007 Her.barium LP+CD (lousiville rec.)

Fries instead of party anecdotes, Slowlife instead of Self Hate, Pop instead of Productivity. After countless concerts and festival shows in Germany and abroad, as well as collaborations with artists such as Peaches, Dirk von Lowtzow, and Hans Unstern, Jolly Goods presents Slowlife as a self-aware inventory and personal reflection on the crises of neo-liberal social dynamics. The album is musical empowerment, but above all a plea for self-care and the (re) discovery of the emancipatory potential of Slowness. More than ever, the multi-instrumentalists expand their early sound, which is steeped in post-punk, riot grrrl, and grunge, to create their very own sound cosmos. Sometimes Slowlife channels the Shoegaze of the Cocteau Twins or The Eurythmics of their In the Garden era (“The Misanthrope Years”, “The Moon”). Sometimes tuba and piano lurch around a surf guitar (“Heavy Feet”) or shimmering influences of PJ Harvey or Kate Bush. On these 10 new songs they twist a curse of power structures, traumas, pressure to perform and seemingly endless anger with pop music flooded with sunlight.

Pommes statt Partyanekdoten, Slowlife statt Self Hate, Pop statt Produktivitätszwang. Mit ihrem dritten Album Slowlife und nach zahllosen Konzerten und Festivalshows im In- und Ausland sowie Kollaborationen mit Künstler_innen wie Peaches, Dirk von Lowtzow und Hans Unstern legen Jolly Goods mit Slowlife eine für sich sprechende Bestandaufnahme und persönliche Reflektion der Krisenhaftigkeit neoliberaler Gesellschaftsverhältnisse vor. Das Album ist musikalisches Empowerment, vor allem aber ein Plädoyer für Self-Care und die (Wieder-)entdeckung des emanzipatorischen Potenzials von Langsamkeit. Mehr denn je vermögen es die Multiinstrumentalistinnen, ihren an Post-Punk, Riot Grrrl und Grunge geschulten frühen Sound so zu erweitern, dass ein ganz eigener Klangkosmos entsteht. Mal ruft Slowlife den Shoegaze von Cocteau Twins oder auch Eurythmics zu „In the Garden“-Zeiten ins Gedächtnis („The Misanthrope Years“, „The Moon“), mal schlingern Tuba und Klavier um eine Surfgitarre herum („Heavy Feet“) oder schimmern Einflüsse von PJ Harvey oder Kate Bush auf. Auf den 10 neuen Songs twisten Sie einen Fluch aus Machtstrukturen, Traumata, Leistungsdruck und unendlich scheinender Wut mit sonnendurchfluteten Pop.

B i o g r a p h y

Jolly Goods are the siblings Tanno Pippi and Angy Lord. They founded Jolly Goods in 2003. Tanno Pippi sings, plays guitar, bass and keys. Angy Lord plays drums, percussion and sings. Their music is inspired by Punk, Folk, Shoegaze, Riot Grrrl, Garage, Pop and Noise.

In 2007 they released their debut album Her.Barium on the berlin-based label Louisville Records. It was recorded by Lolo Blümler and Hans Unstern and mixed by Moses Schneider and Tobias Levin. 2007 and 2008 Jolly Goods played concerts in Germany, Austria, Switzerland, France and Sweden (via Konzertagentur Berthold Seliger). Including appearances at Volksbühne in Berlin, Palladium in Cologne for WDR Rockpalast, Fleche dor in Paris (FR) and a Girls Rock Festival in Alexandria (Egypt). In 2010 they became part of the organization and bandcoaching team of Ruby Tuesday Rock Camp for girls, trans * and inter* in Berlin. In October 2010, Jolly Goods were part of the theatre rock opera „Peaches Does Herself“ by Peaches at HAU Berlin.

In November 2011, their second album Walrus was released on the Berlin label staatsakt. Hans Unstern and Dirk von Lowtzow ( Tocotronic ) were co-producers. Moses Schneider designed the sound. The release was followed by a tour in Germany, Austria and Switzerland with two additional musicians (Simon Bauer & Hans Unstern), who played contrabass, organs and keyboards. Their self-made video for the single „Try“ won the third MuVi prize of „Internationale Kurzfilmtage Oberhausen“. In 2012 Jolly Goods played concerts in Canada and the USA. In 2013 they produced a sound piece for „Killjoys Kastle : A Lesbian Feminist Haunted House“, an art performance and installation project by canadian artist Allyson Mitchell in Toronto, where they performed with 40 other performers.

Their third album Slowlife was released in January 2020 via Siluh Records. The 10 songs were produced and recorded by Tanno Pippi.

2020 Slowlife LP+CD (siluh)
2020 The Misanthrope Years Single (siluh)
2019 Eating Fries Single (siluh)
2011 Walrus doubleLP+CD (staatsakt.)
2008 Too Dumb To Love/The Boredom Song split 7inch (louisville rec.)
2007 Girl Move Away From Here/Fuck 7inch (louisville rec.)
2007 Her.barium LP+CD (lousiville rec.)

Lyrics

  • If I Were A Woman (Walrus)

    I’d touch myself where the raindrops miss
    If I were a woman
    If I were a full moon night
    I’d drop my strawberry juice forever on your face

    There are two lines
    Floating down
    And these two lines
    Will never meet at
    Any time

    All I know is that I
    Wish I was a walrus
    A Walrus

    I meet myself in a photograph
    Like I was a prophet
    With a balloon next to my mouth
    It says: When i grow up I wanna be a backstreet boy

    There is a thin line
    A tightrope walk
    And this thin line
    Will always cut your feet

    All I know is that I
    Wish I was a walrus
    A Walrus

    Nearly puking all the lonely
    days out

    Yes I do hate
    Everything around me
    Yes I do hate
    Everything around me

  • The Trees (Walrus)

    There was nobody
    In the trees where you left me
    Coated in morning dew
    I strangled and stretched
    Pelting mountains

    And I wonder, I wonder, I wonder
    Do you feel good now
    For the first time in your life

    You could love anybody instead of me
    It’s a stupid accident
    I could love anybody instead of you
    I don’t believe in love
    And that’s my cure

    There was nobody
    In the trees where you left me
    Bound in golden phantoms
    That flatter
    And replace you

    Underneath the moon
    I was breaking the beauty
    I started to distrust it
    Growing leg hair, drinking my period blood

    Go under, go under, go under
    From the cradle to the casket
    Love tortures you

    I could fuck anybody
    Instead of me
    Under the trees
    I don’t believe in love
    And that’s my cure

    I’m a free walrus again
    Floating on the ice flow
    Captain of the universe
    That you build
    And I constantly
    Destroy

    Burn the forests down
    Burn the forests down
    Burn the forests down
    Burn

  • Sad Side Of The Tongue (Walrus)

    On the sad side of the tongue
    I feel nothing but numb
    On the sad side of the tongue
    I feel nothing but numb

    Factory of tears
    Factory of fears

    Lay with me
    Loose your fear
    Lay with me
    Breathe your tears

    On the lazy side of the moon
    We slip into foreign shoes
    Walking on forgotten lakes
    With no cause to be awake

    Factory of tears
    Factory of fears

    Lay with me
    Loose your fear
    Lay with me
    Breathe your tears

    On the sad side of the tongue
    I feel nothing but numb
    On the sad side of the tongue
    I feel nothing but numb

  • Winterbones (Walrus)

    Winterbones
    Frozen bones
    Break the ice
    Nowhere
    Nowhere
    Is my home

    Crashes and crannies are cold
    Pillows and candles are cold
    Crashes and crannies are cold
    Pillows and candles are cold

    We are not what we want to be
    Wearenotwhatwewanttobe

    Light creatures
    Freeze to the bones
    Hands crippled to stone
    Breaking the core
    Stroke it off my shoes

    Crashes and crannies are cold
    Pillows and candles are cold
    Crashes and crannies are cold
    Pillows and candles are cold

    We are not what we want to be
    Wearenotwhatwewanttobe

  • The Lines (Walrus)

    I can read between the lines
    You hate yourself all the time

    Do nothing all day long
    Do nothing all my life
    Do nothing go on and on
    It’s a short life
    Hi, I’m gone

    I can read between the lines
    I rewrite my words never on time

    Do nothing all day long
    Do nothing all my life
    Do nothing go on and on
    It’s a short life
    Hi, I’m gone

  • Try (Walrus)

    Try
    Don’t ever try
    To change your life

    Stick to your sleepy heart
    Leave them
    Leave them all behind

    Don’t change your ways
    Don’t change your life

    Try
    Don’t ever try
    To change your life

    Stick to your rusty heart
    Let them have their insights

    Don’t change your ways
    Don’t change your life

    Try
    Don’t ever try
    To change your life

    Stick to your sleepy heart
    Leave them
    Leave them all behind

    Don’t change your ways
    Don’t change your life

  • Any Trays (Walrus)

    Are there any trays of consciousness left
    In my holy brain
    Are there any trays of consciousness left
    In my holy brain
    Any trays

    Crawl up in holes
    Hide what I know
    Feelings that are there
    I don’t care
    What I’ve seen
    Some unbearable things
    Smiling at your grin
    Piling self-hate within

    Are there any trays of consciousness left
    In my holy brain
    Are there any trays of consciousness left
    In my holy brain
    Any trays

    The laughter on the plate
    The thunder of a fake
    Gulp down and cry
    For more beautiful crimes

    Are there any trays of consciousness left
    In my holy brain
    Are there any trays of consciousness left
    In my holy brain
    Any trays

    From one illusion to the next one
    Lalalalala
    From one illusion to the next one
    Lalalalala
    It doesn’t really matter what you do
    Your illusions they feed you
    It doesn’t really matter what you do
    Your illusions they eat you
    It doesn’t really matter what you do
    Your illusion they need you

  • Travel (Walrus)

    Travel with your ghost
    On a lonesome street
    Cry for something new
    Cry for fire
    In fingers and moves

    Winter’s turning into autumn
    Hey hey my cells will be free free from rules
    There’s a plant in your head that gets no water
    Cause they they they throw stones in your earholes

    Travel with your ghost
    On a tired street
    Cry for something new
    Cry for fire
    In fingers and moves

    Winter’s turning into autumn
    I killed the bear to have a company
    And the ghost it luckily swallowed me
    Into a wagon with broken wheels
    Embrace all that you fear

    Travel with your ghost
    On a tired street
    Cry for something new
    Cry for fire
    In fingers and moves

    Winter’s turning into autumn
    We’re swimming in noise oceans
    I can’t help my notion
    I have to walk with
    Have to walk with
    Have to walk
    With my ghost
    With my ghost

  • Black (Walrus)

    Destroying symphonies
    Betraying harmonies
    It is a part of me
    It is a part of me

    If I could ever ever make the strings unwind
    I’d bend the silence
    Through the night
    Through the night

    When the mind turns bright and dies down
    All my screams turn
    Black, black
    Shoot, shoot
    Shoot in your head

    Rejecting company
    Repeating strategys
    It is a part of me
    It is a part of me

    For every word that went too far into my way
    I pinch pins deep into my flesh
    Squeezing out
    Hollowness

    When the mind turns bright and dies down
    All my screams turn
    Black, black
    Shoot, Shoot
    Shoot in your head

    With ghost notes in my coat and hope all choked
    Insignificance is humming rope
    Through the night
    Through the night

    The innocence is over
    The heart still hums
    Angel hyms rising
    The beat is gone
    Hearts are wrong
    Hearts are wrong
    Breaths falling silent
    The black heart lingers on

  • Failure (Walrus)

    My heart
    It is swimming in the glass
    You drained
    The second I wait for
    Never comes around
    In my room at night
    Breathing air
    Is what I like
    Is what i like

    I’ve overcome my fear
    I sang straight into your ear
    Let me, let me, let me
    Let me be your home
    All you need, All you need

    I am a failure
    Always underwater
    Falling in love with strangers
    Never arriving
    Never arriving

    I’ve overcome my fear
    I sang straight into your ear
    Let me, let me, let me
    Let me be your home
    All you need, All you need

  • Thanks For Your Tip (Walrus)

    Thanks for your tip
    But scratching my wounds doesn’t feel good
    Turn pages back and erase them
    A head so empty
    I know what you feel

    I like the way you spit out words
    I like the room sizzling through your mind
    Roses and amonia
    And they way our heads
    Droop like lilacs

    Your eyes
    Are stars
    In my dark mind
    Try to balance my brain
    But the days are meteorites
    I need
    Slow motion
    I fast forward and I die
    It bores my mind

    Thanks for your tip
    But I forgot to forget
    Don’t forget to forget
    Frantic thoughts come back
    A head overflowing
    And I want to forgot
    I want to forget
    But they keep coming back
    They keep coming back

    I like the way you don’t know the names
    I like the way you black out your mind
    Roses and amonia
    And they way our heads
    Droop like lilacs

    Your eyes
    Are stars
    In my dark mind
    Try to balance my brain
    But the days are meteorites
    I need
    Slow motion
    I fast forward and I die
    It bores my mind

  • Freight Train (Elizabeth Cotten Cover) (Walrus)

    Freight Train Freight Train
    Run so fast
    Freight Train Freight Train
    Run so fast
    Please don’t tell what train I’m on
    So they won’t know what route I’m on

    When I’m dead
    And in my grave
    No more good times
    Here I crave
    Place the stones
    At my head and feet
    Tell them all
    I’ve gone to sleep

    When I die
    Lord, bury me deep
    Way down on old Chestnut Street
    There I can hear old Number nine
    As she comes on rolling by

    Freight Train Freight Train
    Run so fast
    Freight Train Freight Train
    Run so fast
    Please don’t tell what train I’m on
    So they won’t know what route I’ve gone

    Freight Train Freight Train
    Run so fast
    Freight Train Freight Train
    Run so fast
    Please don’t tell what train I’m on
    So they won’t know what route I’m on

  • Eating Fries (Slowlife)

    Eating fries
    Late at night
    I left the party
    Early on
    Who should I talk to
    If I don’t want to hear myself

    Eating fries
    At midnight
    In my four walls
    I listen to the sounds
    That the fries make in my mouth
    I’m not going out ever again

    It’s sucking all my energy
    It’s sucking all my energy
    It’s sucking all my energy
    It’s sucking all my energy

    All the time you did not know
    People come and people go
    Clinking glasses, dancing feet
    All but without me

    Right after you said hi
    I decided I’d rather stay
    Home alone
    I don’t wanna see your new life

    It’s sucking all my energy
    You are so much stronger than me
    It’s sucking all my energy
    You are so much smarter than me

    Eating fries
    Late at night
    I left the party
    Early on
    Who should I talk to
    If I don’t want to hear myself

    Eating fries
    At midnight
    In my four walls
    I listen to the sounds
    that the cats make while I moan

    I’m not going out ever again

    It’s sucking all my energy
    It’s sucking all my energy
    It’s sucking all my energy
    It’s sucking all my energy
    Self-hate is sucking all the energy
    Self-hate is sucking all the energy
    Self-hate is sucking all the energy
    Self-hate is sucking all the energy

  • The Misanthrope Years (Slowlife)

    Write your number on my hand
    It will come off in the rain
    We watch the ink float on by
    Like every love it‘s only a ghost

    You were walking outside
    Just with death in your eyes
    You were walking outside
    Just with death in your eyes

    It‘s not your cold that keeps you up till dawn
    You say it‘s 18 years of pain and parasomnia
    You‘ve given up on everyone
    Hope I don‘t meet them at your grave

    You were walking outside
    Just with death in your eyes
    You were walking outside
    Just with death in your eyes

    I‘m not craving for anything
    Oh deep down inside
    I want it all
    I‘ve given up on everyone
    Hope I don‘t meet them at my grave

    You were walking outside
    Just with death in your eyes
    You were walking outside
    Just with death in your eyes

    The misanthrope years
    The misanthrope years
    The misanthrope
    The misanthrope years
    The misanthrope years
    The misanthrope years
    The misanthrope
    The misanthrope

    You were walking outside
    Just with death in your eyes
    You were walking outside
    Just with death in your eyes

  • Desintegration (Slowlife)

    There are other planets
    That we can live on
    Where aliens live
    That welcome you with warm hearts

    Other planets
    Is where we should go
    Cause nothing here belongs
    Nothing here belongs

    Fire up the batmobile
    Cause I got to get
    Out of here
    Fire up the batmobile
    Cause I got to get
    Out of here

    Don‘t take a deep breath
    Just stay stressed
    Don‘t take a deep breath
    Just stay stressed

    There are other planets
    That we can breathe on
    Where aliens live
    That don‘t stare at you

    You never gave her a real chance
    You never gave her a real choice

    Fire up the batmobile
    Cause I got to get
    Out of here
    Fire up the batmobile
    Cause I got to get
    Out of here

    Don‘t take a deep breath
    Just stay stressed
    Don‘t take a deep breath
    Just stay stressed

    Other Planets
    Is where we should go
    Cause nothing here belongs
    Nothing here belongs

    Fire up the batmobile
    Cause I got to get
    Out of here
    Fire up the batmobile
    Cause we got to get
    Out of here

  • The Moon (Slowlife)

    Black is my dollar
    Black is my laughter
    So let your guns frown
    Let your guns frown

    Black is the hour
    Black is my pleasure
    So let your guns frown
    Let your guns frown

    I never said I needed this
    The weight was put on us
    Ever since too much laughter
    You‘re dying to see

    Black is my name
    Black is my game
    So let your eyes reset
    Let your eyes rest

    The years go by
    The years go by
    Faces cross my mind
    Wishes pass your mind

    We never said we needed this
    The weight was put on us
    We drown in all these possibilities
    Of loving thee and killing thee

    Slowlife
    Slowlife
    Slowlife

    The moon sheds a light
    The moon sheds a light
    On your and my life
    And my pulse replies

    Look into my eyes
    Look into my eyes
    Look into my eyes
    Look into my eyes

    My spell overtaking your will
    Let the fire glow

    Black is our rapture
    Black is your pleasure

    The stillness of the sky and the progress of time
    Are never going to make our feelings unwind

    We never said we needed this
    The weight was put on us
    We‘re not ashamed and we don‘t wanna die
    We‘re just trying to feel

  • Stay (Slowlife)

    I‘m at the supermarket
    I wait at the counter
    I buy pepper and fruits
    That‘s what I do

    I‘m at the cinema
    I sit down in my chair
    I open my bag
    I‘m eating fruits

    And I will love you
    Forever and always
    I will never let go of you
    I am a failure
    All my behaviour
    Is directed at you
    
I‘m at the park
    I lay in the sunshine
    And I try to sleep

    I can‘t

    I go to this rave
    And I try to dance
    The music is blaring
    And I am crying

    And I will love you
    Forever and always
    I will never let go of you
    I am a failure
    All my behaviour
    Is directed by you

    Glittery eyes
Dark nights

    You are my curse
    You follow me everywhere I go
    Everywhere I go
    You haunt me

    And I will love you
    Forever and always
    I will never let go of you
    You are my everything
    All my life
    I waited for you

    Take away all my pain
    Take away all my fears
    Take away all my pain
    Take away all my fears
    Take away all my pain
    Take away all my fears
    Take away all my pain
    Take away all my fears

  • The Leaves (Slowlife)

    Sitting in his room playing guitar
    Checking out is wrong I wish I was alone
    Ten more years won‘t make a difference
    So I came and knocked on your door
    I remember staring into the mirror as a child
    Feeling ugly, unloved
    No way to rewind
    Way to rewind

    The Leaves
    Tickling each
    Other
    Our house
    Is full of
    Water

    Back home when you were a little child
    Mother looked you in your crying eyes
    You were begging down on your knees
    Momma please stop this cruelty
    Why you put this terror on little me
    Tears drop like a sinking ship and my anchor broke
    You‘re injecting hate right into our bones
    Into our bones

    The Leaves
    Tickling each
    Other
    Our house
    Is full of 
Water

    We got to think and understand
    We got to think it all, about
    We get to nothing, think it all through

    It‘s similiar monsters we know
    Sticky air made it hard to think
    Nevertheless we made it through

    The Leaves
    Tickling each
    Other
    Our house
    Is full of
    Water

  • Heavy Feet (Slowlife)

    One pair of eyes is all that I need
    And twenty pretty boys
    To carry my heavy feet

    Two pairs of eyes are all that I need
    And twenty pretty boys
    To carry my heavy feet

    Three pairs of eyes are all that I need
    And twenty pretty boys
    To carry my heavy feet

    Two
    pairs of eyes
    And twenty pretty boys
    To carry it down

  • Elephants (Slowlife)

    Everyone‘s got something to do
    Everyone‘s got something to say
    Everyone‘s got something to do
    Everyone‘s got something to say

    And I say
    Don‘t say

    It took so long to figure out
    What they were all
    Talking about
    Then I turned eight
    I figured out
    They talk about
    Nothing at all
    Nothing at all

    Everyones got something to get done
    Everyones got something to prove
    Everyones got something to fill out
    Everyones got somewhere to be

    And I say
    Just stay

    I asked a million
    A million questions
    One question was
    What do you ask
    It‘s 55
    It‘s 56
    It‘s 57
    E-mails waiting for me
    That I‘m not ever gonna answer

    Don‘t send it
    Don‘t write it
    Just say shit
    Don‘t type it
    Don‘t write it
    Just say shit

    I say something
    And I say nothing
    While you say
    Say nothing
    You‘ve never been more stupid
    Than when you tried to be so smart

    Don‘t say it
    Don‘t say it
    Don‘t do it
    Don‘t send it
    Don‘t type it
    Don‘t do it

  • University Hell (Slowlife)

    I don‘t want to learn what I don‘t know
    Cause I know what I know and I know exactly where to go
    I go away, I go away, I go away from this school
    Cause I can‘t stand any, I can‘t stand
    Anyone of you
    Anyone of you
    I can‘t stand anyone
    Anyone of you

    University Hell
    University Hell
    University Hell
    University Hell

    And I walk, I walk the floors of this u
    Of this university hell
    For the last, the last time and then
    Then I‘m gone
    Cause I got better, I got better, I got better things to do
    Than to go to this fuckin‘

    University Hell
    University Hell
    University Hell
    University Hell
    Anyone of you
    Anyone of you
    I can‘t stand anyone
    Anyone of you

    Ba ba ba ba bab

    Anyone of you
    Anyone of you
    I can‘t stand anyone
    Anyone of you
    University Hell
    University Hell
    University Hell
    University Hell

  • 50 E-Mails (Slowlife)

    Moonlight
    Late at night
    Screens reflecting
    In my eyes
    Tabs and buttons
    That we
    All click onto

    There are 50 e-mails waiting for me
    There are 50 e-mails waiting for me

    I want to burn some cars
    All the things we cannot say
    They will come back anyway
    You are not what you want to be
    You‘re walking into the computer screen

    It‘s way too late to go outside
    We will miss our flight
    We will miss our time
    We just missed our lives
    The weakest one
    Gets beaten on
    The weakest one
    Gets beaten on

    Moonlight
    Sick and fight
    Lights are coming
    Through my eyes
    Spiders in webs
    That we
    All hang onto

    Da sind fünfundfünfzig E-Mails, die warten auf mich
    Es ist eine Form des stillen Protests

    I want to burn some cars
    All the things we cannot say
    They will come back anyway
    You are not what you want to be
    You‘re walking into the computer screen

    It‘s way too late to stay inside
    We will miss our deadline
    We are grinding our teeth
    We’re just beasts in front of screens
    The fastest one
    Is way too slow
    Being the nice one
    Is such a bore to me

    There are 50 e-mails waiting for me
    There are 182 e-mails waiting for you

    I want to burn some cars
    All the things we cannot say
    They will come back anyway
    You are not what you want to be
    You‘re walking into the computer screen

    Cars cars cars sunday cars
    What are you working for
    Cars cars cars sunday cars
    What are we running from
    Cars cars cars sunday cars
    What are we working for
    Cars
    What are we running from

    It‘s way too late to go outside
    We have missed our deadline
    We have done it all right
    We just missed our lives
    The slowest one
    Is way too fast
    The slowest one
    Is way too fast for me