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von Peter Fox
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I burn down my studio, snorting the ash like cocaine.
I batter my goldfish, bury it in the yard.
I blow up my house, letting go of everything I have. (Uuh...)
My old life tastes like a slack piece of toast.
Roasting me a splendid steak, Peter cooks the finest meat now.
I'm the update Peter Fox 1.1.
I want to do a shake off party, but my pond is too small.
I'm growing a new row of choppers like a white shark.
Waxed, doped, polished, brand new teeth.
I'm euphorized and have expensive plans.
I'm buying building machines, excavators and rollers and cranes.
Making a dash onto Berlin and pressing the siren.
I build beautiful box towers, beats massage your soul.
I'm the wrecking ball for the g-g-g-german scene.
Hey, everything shines, nice and new.
Hey, if you don't like it, make it new. (Hou...)
The world covered in dust, but I want to see where it's leading to.
Climbing the mountain of dirt because the air is crisp at the top.
Hey, everything shines, nice and new.
I'm sick of my old stuff and let it rot in a bag.
Mothballing my clothes and then I'm going shopping naked.
I am completely refurbished, women have something to look at.
Healthy, trained, world champion for chess and boxing.
Only tangible talk, give me a yes or no.
Rubbish is over, I'll let go of the old ways.
Should I ever smoke weed again, I'll throw an axe in my leg.
I never want to lie again; I want to mean every sentence I say
My head bursts, everything has to change.
I search the button, meet the mighty men.
Force the land into happiness, buy banks and stations.
Everything goes crazy, shaking sheep and lambs.
I look better than Bono and am a man of the people.
Ready to save the world, even if that might be a little much.
Hey, everything shines, nice and new.
Hey, if you don't like it, make it new. (Hou...)
There's no more air here, I'm short for breath.
Bye bye, I have to get out, the walls are coming closer.
The world is covered in dust, but i want to see where it's leading to.
Climbing the mountain of dirt because the air is crisp at the top.
Hey, everything shines, nice and new.
Hey!
Hey!
Hey!
I batter my goldfish, bury it in the yard.
I blow up my house, letting go of everything I have. (Uuh...)
My old life tastes like a slack piece of toast.
Roasting me a splendid steak, Peter cooks the finest meat now.
I'm the update Peter Fox 1.1.
I want to do a shake off party, but my pond is too small.
I'm growing a new row of choppers like a white shark.
Waxed, doped, polished, brand new teeth.
I'm euphorized and have expensive plans.
I'm buying building machines, excavators and rollers and cranes.
Making a dash onto Berlin and pressing the siren.
I build beautiful box towers, beats massage your soul.
I'm the wrecking ball for the g-g-g-german scene.
Hey, everything shines, nice and new.
Hey, if you don't like it, make it new. (Hou...)
The world covered in dust, but I want to see where it's leading to.
Climbing the mountain of dirt because the air is crisp at the top.
Hey, everything shines, nice and new.
I'm sick of my old stuff and let it rot in a bag.
Mothballing my clothes and then I'm going shopping naked.
I am completely refurbished, women have something to look at.
Healthy, trained, world champion for chess and boxing.
Only tangible talk, give me a yes or no.
Rubbish is over, I'll let go of the old ways.
Should I ever smoke weed again, I'll throw an axe in my leg.
I never want to lie again; I want to mean every sentence I say
My head bursts, everything has to change.
I search the button, meet the mighty men.
Force the land into happiness, buy banks and stations.
Everything goes crazy, shaking sheep and lambs.
I look better than Bono and am a man of the people.
Ready to save the world, even if that might be a little much.
Hey, everything shines, nice and new.
Hey, if you don't like it, make it new. (Hou...)
There's no more air here, I'm short for breath.
Bye bye, I have to get out, the walls are coming closer.
The world is covered in dust, but i want to see where it's leading to.
Climbing the mountain of dirt because the air is crisp at the top.
Hey, everything shines, nice and new.
Hey!
Hey!
Hey!
Writer(s): David Conen, Vincent Graf Von Schlippenbach, Pierre Baigorry, Dimitri Dmitrijewitsch Schostakowitsch Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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