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		<title>Holm: Bedeutungsnahe englische Übersetzung, vorhandene Bilder und Aufnahmen</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;Bedeutungsnahe englische Übersetzung, vorhandene Bilder und Aufnahmen&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Neue Seite&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;{{Solche English|original=Graphomanie}}&lt;br /&gt;
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====Graphomania (Listen!)====&lt;br /&gt;
''English translation by Indira, AI assistant. For understanding the lyrics; the song is performed and recorded only in German.''&lt;br /&gt;
2, 3, 4, counted off, voted out, whatever only torments the little ones.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Stepped down, set aside, the new and the old world.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Put there, pocketed, until the beams crack.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Explosion, extension, a pink teddy on the throne.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Number players, white-wine coolers, everything meaninglessly stale.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Mobile-phone dealers, mood feelers, professionals have shit themselves.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Friendly monsters, evil monsters, cupboards simply stay shut.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Presidents, newspaper hoaxes, what does he say and what do you say?&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Love has to be like this, the country has to be like this.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The city has to be like this, food has to be like this.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Art has to be like this. Life has to be like this.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
No, it doesn't!&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Stop it, man; failing well makes you wiser.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Listen, man; your counter-move keeps braking.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Listen to yourself, man, how your words twist the world.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Stand up, let loose, see sense, go home.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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State experts, werewolf tracks, foot by foot towards the goal.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Stupid words, quiet places, much decays on a grand scale.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Artists' ruins, crumbs of fees, what remains is swallowed up.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Fun noodling, packs of fools, rabble driving us insane.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Kingslayers, unsupported, unpunished and yet disturbed.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Sidings, bird shit, every plea unheard.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Giant jewels, press fibs, Führer bunker — Schnuckenpuck!&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Media bubbles, artificial grass, brains burst — excess pressure.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Love has to be like this, the country has to be like this.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The city has to be like this, food has to be like this.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Art has to be like this. Life has to be like this.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
No, it doesn't!&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Stop it, man; failing well makes you wiser.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Listen, man; your counter-move keeps braking.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Listen to yourself, man, how your words twist the world.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Stand up, let loose, see sense, go home.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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What was agreed, what was laughed at, has the last word after all.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Advanced entry wounds don't linger; they fly away.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Mountains of hammers, ballpoint refills, writing, remaining, absolute.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Thinking in castes, watering holes for the antisocial, no idea, no anger.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Will to live, shutter shades, off is good and bad is on.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Sources of danger, places to leap from, nothing is as it can remain.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Salvos of laughing gas that didn't help, kind words dismissed.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
And things will probably get dirty when one thing leads to another here.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Love has to be like this, the country has to be like this.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The city has to be like this, food has to be like this.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Art has to be like this. Life has to be like this.&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
No, it doesn't!&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Stop it, man!&amp;lt;br /&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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[[Category:Songs/en]]&lt;br /&gt;
[[Category:Songs_Schoepfe/en]]&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
		<author><name>Holm</name></author>
		
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