1. PICKET LINE

Under the heels of the corporations
Your small world is crashing down
Under the laws of the worldwide market
Nothing is sacred now
The new gods rank us worthless
And deny our potential
Unemployment as a weapon
To make us fight each other
Get up !
Under the worldwide market
Get up !
Nothing is sacred now
The billboards proclamate prosperity
The media spreads the philosophy
Reproduction of clandestine slavery
"And everyone's a winner, baby !"
Your bosses accumulate property
While the masses live in poverty
And everyone's a winner, baby !
Everyone's a winner baby.
Get up !


2. YOUR SHADOW

I'll be your shadow
In the morning when you awake and
I'll be your shadow
When at night you will go back to bed
But sometimes still will have so leave
Lay down the weapons then and see
You cannot wipe this off your shoulder
You cannot wipe this off of your shoulder


3. GENTLEMEN, PLACE YOUR BETS

Rational mind says it's for faint
My senses tell me it is not
That same old game, the rules have changed
But somehow it remains the same
I play for highscore
This can't be all that has changed
This can't be all that makes the difference
I play for highscore
I take a free fall
And i am sure, yes pretty sure
That this time intention can't be so wrong
This can't be all
Yes and i am sure, yes i'm pretty sure
That this time intention can't be so wrong
Yes and i'm aware that i might be there
Sharing a sunset all by myself


4. DRAW A SMILING FACE

Here I am
Now look what's become of us
With a million reasons i don't want to be here
Any longer than neccessary
No one told me it is easy
But i could not guess it is that hard
There'll be enough time to raise your eyebrows
There'll be enough time to forget
Here i am
Now run cause i had enough
With a perfect little smile
Drawn on your perfect little face
I won't understand it
No one told me it is easy
But i could not guess to play that part