1. NEXT TO LAST SUPPER

Sittin' between Pete and Poli
So I'm being saint and holy
In this company I'm ready to lent
No-one shirks from being a gent
I'm not gonna paint this place red
'cause there'll be no breaking bread
Next time - providing that I come
I got a hunch the bread will crum

Cheers!!!
Come what may
It's not your claim
You won't change
The rules of the game
Cheers!!!
Come what may
It's not your claim
You won't change
The rules of the game
Not this time...

The buzz gets loader - ain't no doubt
The bottle's dry - I hear a shout
He knows some tricks, the long-haired guy
He'll make a refill in no time
Iscariot blabbing in my ear
'bout some masterplan I should cheer
Next time - providing that I come
I got a lunch about this chum

I see a guy whose muscles twitch
Holding a paintbrush, is he a snitch??
He got a radar in his head
He's terrified - one will be dead
Now that I see what he can see
This ain't the place where I will be
On Maundy Thursday I better split
This has been prompted by LDV's wit

Cheers!!!
Come what may
It's not your claim
You won't change
The rules of the game
Cheers!!!
Come what may
It's not your claim
You won't change
The rules of the game
Not this time...
No, no, no, no, no, no, no!!!


2. IT'S GOOD TO BE SOMEBODY (EVEN IN HELL)

The devil that I'm gonna tell you about
Is not very much sophisticated a guy
He likes to pretend he's an aristocrat
But he don't fool me - he's a boor and that's why
To get the infernal Nobel prize he will itch
He'll ask me this question, his eyes all aglow
If I maybe ever had sex with a witch
Who sleeps with a python right under her
Pillow???

The clothes on his back are truly primeval
Each of his fangs just like a stiletto
A nutritious portion of ancient evil
At fancy dinners he shouts out: 'perfetto!
Though he is a stranger to all around here
They're bowing before him with love and
Delight
He's playing those people like a puppeteer
And when he is lying he'll tell ya he's right..

The thing, that they are calling hell
Is his favourite and tailor-made place
And the dirty lair where he fell
Is fill and poisoned with the milky haze

The devil I know pretty well after all
Plays a perverted, sick game that is grim
He knows my grave digger and gives him a call
Tells him that I got a job just for him...
Wears a uniform of the Russian white guard
No way is he gonna allow me to sleep
'cause being somebody is always the card
That I should be playing where he'll make me
Leap

The thing, that they are calling hell
Is his favourite and tailor-made place
And the dirty lair where he fell
Is filled and poisoned with the gas

Tonight there's a feast you'll remember forever
The saints and the whores are dancing together
What anarchists want is a great revolution
The cops and their clubs give them absolution
The smell of big money can really deprave
The old Fiodor D. Has turned in his grave
And though they know nothing they bluster
Like a bell!!
It's good to be somebody!! Even in hell!!!


3. HANG'EM HIGH

They will come - no lucky clover
Gonna help - it's clouding over
When a drunken king is raving
Streets with hungry rats are paving

Black flags flutter in the city
When they come it won't be pretty
TV spreading words of fear
Gallows be errected here...

When they arrive
I know they'll arrive
Then hang 'em high!!!

People of this god-forsaken town
I bring you bad news without a frown
They will come so save your lives
Prepare your guns, sharpen your knives

The big wild hog is now awake
When it goes crazy it's hard to take
'cause when god dies, it sounds bezerk
But even things like hell don't work

When they arrive
I know they'll arrive
Then hang 'em high!!!

The shaveling now will start to howl
The self-taught satanist will prowl
And shoot him off the church tower
Eager to hold the highest power

Will men be men and boys be boys?
When will I stop one of my ploys
Ignoring black ties in the past
And showing at events bare-assed

When they arrive
I know they'll arrive
When they arrive
I know they'll arrive
When they arrive
I know they'll arrive
When they arrive
I know they'll arrive
Hang 'em high!!!


4. DEVIL WALKS

Everyone could see him
They knew he felt at home
His dazzling ways would rim
Moscow, Berlin and Rome
High time to go about
A loud "hallo!!!" rang out
First from his bag of tricks

The night is cold and long
Behind these bars I'm locked
The sound outside is strong
The devil takes his walk...

The mob just roared with joy
As always when appeased
He played them like a toy
A coin rain made 'em pleased
The mob wanted revenge
Stifled with agitation
Whenever the law sleeps
There is retaliation

It's planned from a to
He serves 'em tabs and snow
The savages just spread
East and west they go
It was a ghastly night
The dawn ain't much to see
The devil walks on site
I know just what will be

The night is cold and long
Behind these bars I'm locked
The sound outside is strong
The devil takes his walk...


5. KILLER'S FEAST

People turn their backs on you
Don t they like your jacket's cut?
They just know you through and through
And the stench of your black thought....

In your presence silence rings
People always think: 'alarm!'
Cause your chatter has no charm

And your art is an art of murder
And your hobby is to burn and rape
Welcome to a killer's feast

Conversation quickly dries
Your speech got the devil's hooks
Too scared to look in your eyes
Do they value different books?

And with broads you just do well
Some have not returned from dates
Local priest don't give you hell

And your art is an art of murder
And your hobby is to burn and rape
Welcome to a killer's feast

There once was a crooked man
Cruel, cold-blooded, bleak and vile
Beat his blackness? - no-one can
Fed on raw meat as a child

M 16 his childhood toy
Mutt and snake his mates for life
Your soft flesh he did enjoy
Slashed your carcass with a knife

And your art is an art of murder
And your hobby is to burn and rape
You are invited to...
You are invited to...
You are invited to...
You are invited to...
Oooo... you know...


6. ONE JUMP OVER THE ENGLISH CHANNEL

Flying over cruel white rocks
When the sun and the sea meet in Dover
I'm feeling like a wired pilot
Something that I haven't seen wants me to go there

Yeah, listen!! New master is coming,
But he's not coming like a thief in the night
Oh yeah, can you hear the loud drumming??
Oh, do you feel fear, shake and fright??

I'm jumping high over the channel
Heading north straight ahead to the Scotland yard
I've got one big business midway in London
Got to do something, that's a kind of an art.

Yeah, listen!! New master is coming,
But he's not coming like a thief in the night
Oh yeah, can you hear the loud drumming??
Oh, do you feel fear, shake and fright??

The London business totally failed
I lay flat on my face almost dead four days
Now I'm trying to call my new merciless mates
I'm coining back with revenge wearing a brand new face


7. HOMME FATAL

The freak of a man was here last night...
Just inches away from my very home
My Japanese dogs lay frozen in the fright
When soundless as though my land he did comb
He is homme fatale, he is on the prowl
His footprints I see right here in the snow
His toothmarks are here on my door and my fowl
This man is no friend, it's clear he is foe

No peace
No sleep
He wins
I weep
No peace
No sleep
He wins
I weep

This creature is like the Baskervilles hound
Like a bad omen my land he explores
This mean, fearsome beast keeps sniffin' around
Lock all your windows and all of your doors
You know what they say - he'll torment your heart
He'll chew up your soul and then spit it out
He's coming closer, he will rip me apart
He's scratching the backdoor I'm living with-out...

No peace
No sleep
He wins
I weep
No peace
No sleep
He wins
I weep


8. SNAKE CITY

Got off the plane completely smashed
Right in the center of that city
Where I like to get totally sloshed
So full of bile - it's never pretty

I feel safe, cause I've got nothing in my pockets

Even judge Dredd's eyeballs fell out of their sockets

The wind don't blow here - he's too afraid
Skeletons hide in every closet
My one last dime comes to my aid
Helps me survive, avoid the onset

I feel safe, cause I've got nothing...

So you ain't seen this nasty place
Squirts just like you - they don't know shit
They disappear without a trace
You wanna go there? - death's gonna hit
So you ain't seen this nasty place
Squirts just like you - they don't know shit
They disappear without a trace
You wanna go there? - death's gonna hit

Spoken:
With the coming of dawn, the angels urged lot, saying,
"Hurry! Take your wife and your two daughters who are here,
or you will be swept away when the city is punished."
When he hesitated, the men grasped his hand and the hands of his wife
and of his two daughters and led them safely out of the city,
for the lord was merciful to them.
As soon as they had brought them out, one of them said,
"Flee for your lives! Don't look back, and don't stop anywhere in the plain!
Flee to the mountains or you will be swept away!"

I know the boss who pulls the strings
'numero uno' - he has no pitty
I'm gonna play him but if he wins
My corps will fertilize snake city

I feel safe, cause I've got nothing...

So you ain't seen this nasty place
Squirts just like you - they don't know shit
They disappear without a trace
You wanna go there? - death's gonna hit
So you ain't seen this nasty place
Squirts just like you - they don't know shit
They disappear without a trace
You wanna go there? - death's gonna hit


9. MASH

It ended in a tragic mash
What he'd held on to rigidly
They turned into a pile of trash
The dreams he'd pictured vividly
The soaring flames they give no hope
To his long lost serenity
He slipped the thin death-dealing rope
Though planned to hang with dignity

Panic run!!!
He knows the truth
With glassy eyes
He looks at you

All that he's left is a mash
Turned from diamond into ash
He can't believe that's for real
I don't wanna feel what he feels

Death came so quickly - like a sting
What he had planted turned to stone
And though he was a gracious king
He had to abdicate the throne
He had six women, seven tops
Provoking one - a serious crime
He saught no quarrel with the cops
She had him locked up in no time

Panic run!!!
He knows the truth
With glassy eyes
He looks at you

All that he's left is a mash
Turned from diamond into ash
He can't believe that's for real
I don't wanna feel what he feels

Disaster struck at highest noon
He took the blow just like a man
To such events who is immune?
This pile of scrap was once his van
All he can see now is this mash
That's all that he has earned in life
His ass has hardened from the bash
He learned his lesson with such strife

Panic run!!!
He knows the truth
With glassy eyes
He looks at you

All that he's left is a mash
Turned from diamond into ash
He can't believe that's for real
I don't wanna feel what he feels


10. WHORES, VODKA AND LASERS

He was stubborn as a mule
Clear goal his life would rule
He would crawl, sneak up and watch
One job he would never botch
He's a man of strong resolve
Takes a life and problem solved
When he reached his one true goal
Finally shit took its toll

Whisky, please,
Double, please
Tripple, please
Over...

When the day had turned to night
Fast and vile like a gang fight
His dark shadow you could see
Quick and moving quietly
Scream spread just like tear gass
Then the sound of shattered glass
Mates went looking - terrified
His dead body they did find

Whisky, please,
Double, please
Tripple, please
Over...

Moving spirit - no parole
Every party's heart and soul
Said no way to make him skid
Vodka, lasers and whores did
With persistence of a tank
Every enemy he would flank
He would wallow in warm booze
Whores and vodka made him lose

Whisky, please,
Double, please
Tripple, please
Over...


11. HARD, CAPRICIOUS, ROWDY, LETHAL

Angel eyes snatched from afar
But your soul as black as tar
Shit you've pulled off just makes me blush
Your body's fit for Leo's brush
They just don't know what you can do
But I am very impressed - trouble loves you

Charming like a Shanghai hooker
Your class unmatched for an onlooker
What's in your purse??? a gun, a pen
Assembled works by Frederick N.
Your frock is worth a money stack
What is once taken will not come back....

I wonder why...
You're still alive
You're still wearing a smile

You're drinking your Vesper with style
You do your best all the time
Your rivals die, here and now
Oh, how did you do it? I wonder how????

The black and your thoughts go mano a mano
You drag your ass to the Verrazano
All your grace and all your style
They really missed it by a mile
Just get back home, you won't go wrong
We have been waiting here too long

I wonder why...
You're still alive
You're still wearing a smile

You're drinking your Vesper with style
You do your best all the time
Your rivals die, here and now
Oh, how did you do it? I wonder how????

You're drinking your Vesper with style
You do your best all the time
Your rivals die, here and now
Oh, how did you do it? I wonder how????


12. IF YOU ARE GOING THROUGH HELL, KEEP GOING

In the early, cold morning
On the Breslau - Cracow road
I met a black, old witch
Who was howling to the moon...

My heart stood still
It's time to pay the bill

So I had to run like a wind
Escape with ball and chain
I had to hide in heart of Warsaw
And change the name to stay
But the killers found me easy
With long knives in their hands
They have killed me without mercy
And now I have to horn again...

If you are going through hell - keep going
If you are going through hell - don't stop!!
Don't stop!!!!

My temperature has rised
My heart stood still
She said: that's the end
It's time to pay the bill!!!!
It's time to pay the bill!!!!