Sixty Second Swingers :

Big Lies
Brigite Bardot
Boredom City
Generation not mine
Riot on monday
Mister Cool
Saturday night attack

Lying Shooter Position :

Bad situation
Nanana Cutter girl
Cheat Cheat
Top of the tree
Jacket chrome
Action / No reaction
Let's negative
Lost weekends
Hate is better than Rock and Roll
Please, kill my ego
Copsucker blues

Action / No reaction

Tv screen before my eyes
Can't you see it's a lie?
I've got this TV sky
And it just makes me wanna die
No, no TV Sky
oh no!
Gimme action
No reaction
No, oh no
No, no, no, no!
It makes me die!

Let's negative

I don't need your calls on the phone
I don't need nobody yeah I need noone
i'm negative nananananana
I hate your face and the world around
I gotta move
Anywhere
There's no way!
I don't need your calls on the phone
I hate this country and I hate this town
I'm negative nananananana
I hate your face and the world around
I gotta move
Anywhere
There's no way!
You know I've got good reasons
To say no is not a crime
You know I've got real reasons
Two fingers are my one reply

Copsucker blues

I've got the copsucker blues
I've got the copsucker blues
It's half past ten on the dirty boulevard
white patrol cars keep driving on
and I got the...
Copsucker blues
I got the copsucker blues
I ain't no cop
Yeah I'm just a sucker!
I'm not a cop!
Please shoot me!
I've got the copsucker blues
I've got the copsucker blues

Please, kill my ego

Please please kill my ego !
Please please kill my ego !
I've got the heart like a nazi
I 've got a smile like a knife
We got hands like chainsaws
And the right on our side
Please please kill my ego !
Yeah come on please kill my ego !
Please please kill my ego !
Yeah come on please kill my ego !
I'm not that cool...
I'm not that cool...

Bad situation

Everybody hates boredom
And the times they ain't changing
Everybody hates losers
Today is no situation
Seveteen's cruel
Seventy's too
There is no age for a bad situation
Seveteen's cruel
Seventy's too
There is no age at all!

Jacket chrome

I'm gonna start a fire
We 've got to burn things down
and all I've got is this jacket chrome
Yeah all we need is this jacket chrome
This ain't no leather well come on
This ain't no vinyl well come on
1-2-3-4!
Jacket chrome
Gimme action!
Jacket chrome
Gimme action!
Right !?

Nanana Cutter girl

Pockets full of methadone
It's running thru' my brain
Pockets full of shit
It's burning in my veins
Pockets full of nothing
I've got it in my head
Pockets full of hate
she's got it right for me!
Nanana She's a cutter girl !
Nanana She's a cutter girl !

Lost weekends

I feel alright!
Yeah I feel alright!
I drive tonight
Yeah I drive too fast
Well it's been another lost Weekend
I sware next week
I'll drive too far
I'll drve till I crash my car
It's such a damn cool
Way to go dawn
There's no more soul
there's no more town
Electronic BOOM BOOM !
Electronic BOOM BOOM !

Hate is better than Rock and roll

Hate's better than Rock and roll !
Hate's better than Rock and roll !
Never had the time
Better things to do
Down in the streets
With nothing to do!
Got no time to lose with records collections
Got no time to lose with haircut fashion
Got no time to lose with hot-rod action
got no time to lose with Swedish sensations !
Got no time to lose !

Cheat Cheat

Yes I am …
Yes I am …
I'm the blind car-seller
with a logo-heart
I don't hate my life
'cause I just don't care
I have some friends
But they're all jerks
I'm a banker-bunker
with a left-wing part
I don't hate my life
'cause I just don't care
I had some girls
But they were cunts
Cheat cheat
Everywhere
I'm cheating myself
I'm cheating myself !

Top of the tree

You're shaking hands like
A robot-Machine
You've got no friends
'cause you got the orders
Oh my god yeah the time has come
To chose to lose
Or to walk on the border
You're creeping hard to the top of the tree
You're creeping hard to the top of the tree
You're creeping hard to the top of the tree
It's time to lift the receive !
Chose/lose/chose !

Boredom City

Walking on the border
Sitting on the edge of town
We got to move right away
To give a break today
Walking to the station
Walking to the station
Boredom is the notion
Yeah I'm leaving town today
Walking on the border
Lurking on the edge of town
We got to spit right away
We're fucked-up every day ...

Brigite Bardot

Blue eyes dirty grease and dust
rotten poscards of lady luck
brigitte bardot is burning into hell
she should be locked in jail
She stole my gasoline
she drove and crashed my car
my motor's out of run
white trash !

Mister Cool

Well I was down on my knees
Whining around
I didn't care 'bout the crowd all around
I say Wowwowwowwow it's so cool !
Wowwowwowwow it's so cool !
Well I was High on drugs
Speedin' around
I didn't care 'bout that girl on the ground
I got a hole in my head
When I'm bad the world sucks
When I'm okay the world sucks
Oh I'm just shit !!!
I say Wowwowwowwow Mister cool !
Wowwowwowwow Mister cool !

Riot on Monday

Riot on Monday…
When I wake up in the morning
Riot on Monday…
Got no reason to go ahead
Riot on Monday…
Got five reasons to shoot my head
Riot on Monday…
'say let's go let's go let's go !
When I wake up in the morning
Got no reason to go ahead
When I wake up in the morning
Got five reasons to shoot my head
Let's go…
But I say : you bette keep it cool !
Riot on monday...

Saturday Night Attack

So he's got his drugs
Yeah baby he's got his alcohol pack
So he's outta touch
Yeah baby week-ends like pistol shots
Saturday night attack
He may just never come back
Saturday night attack
He's got five day to suck
So he's out of his heads
yeah baby he's got his baseball bat
Saturday night attack...

Generation not mine

My generation is neither blank nor yours
Gimme gimme another one
Gimme gimme license to fun
My generation is just not...
My generation is a kind of flop !
...Get the kicks is what I want !
One shot One shot...
One generation shot !
My generation's just fucked...

Big lies

This is the way I feel
I wanna talk to you
can't get just over you
I want to touch you
But you lie and I lie to you
Big lies !
it's fuckin' allright !
big lies
It's fuckin'allright