Lyrics:
Space Age Loser
(lyrics by Moerke)
And I wanted to believe I was somewhere, but I’m nowhere.
There was something I needed to tell you; I befell you – so sorry.
You were sleeping, so I got up and stole your check book for a porno and some smokes.
You were needing to pay the bills or the rent, it was nothing that I cared to understand.
Space Age Loser! Honey don’t you know I’m a Space Age Loser.
When I met you I knew I could own you, or I guess that’s what I thought.
Now I’m seeing with eyes that are open that I’m clearly off the mark.
Space Age Loser! Honey don’t you know I’m a Space Age Loser – I gotta get to the
SHOW!
It was over before I met you – didn’t get you.
And I wanted to laugh and to lie and to feel something better than I’d ever felt before.
Space Age Loser! Honey don’t you know I’m a Space Age Loser – I gotta get to the
SHOW!
Kill the Rabbit
(lyrics by Moerke)
I gotta find the strip – land the ship; are you hip?
I gotta get out of the clouds, bring it down to the ground.
Do you have a field in site?
No I don’t, we’re gonna have to fly all night!
I just want a cold beer and pack of smokes.
MDA call the tower – let them know we got a missed approach.
ATC bitched at me, it’s a joke.
Don’t like this town, but I want down
Dude, tell the tower gotta kill the rabbit.
Captain Moerke: “You know man, sometimes it just don’t go how you want it to. Lost in
the clouds, can’t see a thing. I gotta get this stick down on the runway before I gotta take
a pee. Screw it – I’m landin’!!”
The Stewardess: “The safety exits are located on either side of the fuselage. Please
remember to fasten your seatbelts. And remember, if we crash just put your head
between your legs and kiss your ass goodbye!”
Do you have a field in site?
No I don’t, we’re gonna have to fly all night!
I just want a cold beer and pack of smokes.
MDA call the tower – let them know we got a missed approach.
We gotta kill the rabbit
Where’s My Hovercraft?
(lyrics by Moerke and Miller)
Here I am and it’s 2010; now I’m in the future.
Got 200 channels and a net full of porn; it’s for sure I’m a loser.
I just went outside and looked up at the sky – is this really the future?
Got a flat screen TV but it ain’t in 3d. Blue Tooth gave me a tumor!
Laudie DA, I said Laudie DO!
So back when I was a little boy, I thought I’d be a space man.
I thought I’d fly around with a jetpack on – I’d be cooler than Batman.
I’d own the world, have a plug-in girl – I’d get drunk in space…..man.
I’d be feelin’ alright as I flew through the night.
I’d be like Captain Kirk and….
(Captian Moerke pulls into the Hovercraft station):
Robot: “How may I help you today?”
Captian Moerke: “I need a recharge for my female. You know where that goes?”
Robot: “Yes. The 69 model female requires voltage of 6,000 milla-jules”
Captain Moerke: “Alright well, get to it.”
Robot: “Thank you for you business! That will be 12,000 Zulags.”
Yeah, this is the future, so where’s my hovercraft?
Amelia
(lyrics by Moerke)
Just a sunny day in the month of May, didn’t know you were near, Amelia.
And like the sun rising for the first time, it began with you.
The clouds breaking up as you shine through, like waking up from a dream.
Amelia
You know I never really thought I could be someone ‘til I met you.
You know I never really wanted to be someone ‘til I met you.
As time screams by like a rocket into space, headed for the stars, I can’t get my head
around it. It’s like a miracle that you’re mine, Amelia.
You know I never really thought I could be someone ‘til I met you.
You know I never really wanted to be someone ‘til I met you, my Amelia.
The Hero of Canton
(original lyrics by Ben Edlund)
He robbed from the rich and he gave to the poor.
Stood up the man and he gave him what for.
Our love for him now ain’t hard to explain.
The Hero of Canton, the man they call Jayne!
Now Jayne saw the Mudders’ backs breakin’/ He saw the Mudders’ lament. He saw that
Magistrate takin’ every dollar and leavin’ 5 cents.
Jayne said “You can’t do that to my people; You can’t crush them under your heel!”
Jayne strapped on his hat and in five seconds flat he stole all boss Higgins had to steal!
He robbed from the rich and he gave to the poor.
Stood up the man and he gave him what for.
Our love for him now ain’t hard to explain.
The Hero of Canton, the man they call Jayne!
Now here is what separates heroes from common folk like you and I:
The man they call Jayne he turned around his plane and let that money hit the sky.
He dropped it onto our houses. He dropped into our yards.
The man they call Jayne, he stole away our pain, and headed out for the stars!
He robbed from the rich and he gave to the poor.
Stood up the man and he gave him what for.
Our love for him now ain’t hard to explain.
The Hero of Canton, the man they call Jayne!
Ballad of the Broadway Legend
(lyrics by Miller)
The road case in your closet tells the story of your life.
You went on tour with Broadway just to stay alive.
The stage really is your home, but Florida’s your life.
You sold your soul to entertainment – sold your body to the road.
Open up the dock doors and load in the show.
The lights go out on the inside, but the acrobats still glow.
You sold your soul to entertainment – sold you body to the road.
Tom traveled with the circus, now he lives down in the swamp.
He says he quit the theater but he will never stop.
And now your prodigies rise to the top.
You went on tour with Broadway just to stay alive.
The stage really is your home, but it ain’t your life!
You sold your soul to entertainment – sold your body to the road.
(The Moscow Hooligan)
(lyrics by Miller)
I know a man born and raised in Moscow, pushing on the only way he knows how.
He works as a ballet dancer, lives in and off the streets.
Smokes and drinks his Mudders’ Milk, nails every girl he meets.
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Leo’s got a dog that humps his legs and eats “chicky-micky” snacks.
He’ll stretch his legs behind his head and use his toes to scratch his ass.
We did a tour across the states man – I swear I tell no lie.
I can’t stand his runnin’ mouth but in his tights man he can fly!
?????????? ???????
You gotta get back to the motherland…
I LOVE VODKA!!
Sirens’ Call
(lyrics by Moerke)
You gotta feeling of anticipation.
A little nervous but you’re used to it by now
Line it up and push your throttle to the wall
Loading back and the sky is your Sirens’ Call
If you ever needed anything, this is it!
If you ever wanted anything, this is it!
Climbing higher, the clouds pass you far below,
Your head is weightless and the air is smooth beneath your wings
If we ever needed anything, this is it!
If we ever wanted anything, this is it!
War of the Worlds
(lyrics and music by Moerke)
It’s a War of Worlds
Space Invaders, do you believe?!
Orson Wells knew – You are deceived!
Receiver tuned AM and the junk pours out.
Political saturation and the media shout.
It’s an overload of bullshit delivered up sincere
Half to served up for anyone to hear.
It’s a War of Worlds
Space Invaders, do you believe?!
Orson Wells knew – You are deceived!
It ain’t about the left and it ain’t about the right –
It’s all about the ratings the downright lies!
I got a preacher screamin’ at me about my soul –
I gotta tune back to FM rock & roll!
It’s a War of Worlds
Captain Moerke from the Flight Deck: “In 1938, Orson Wells gave a broadcast that
scared the hell out of the entire east coast of the United States – it was the War of the
Worlds!”
Trans-Siberian Express
(lyrics by Miller)
Wheels turn along on the Tran-Siberian Express.
You sing a Russian lullaby with your head on my chest.
The two of us still in a haze from when we met on the stage.
Lives changed forever and the old city writes the next page.
Please tell me where we are – WE ARE HERE!
Please tell me the time – THE TIME IS NOW!
Beautiful show princess in her long Browncoat.
Walked the old Moscow streets; drank ???? (peeva) at the Metro.
Why was I not ashamed when I got sick on our wedding night?
I couldn’t marry you here so I jumped the Siberian flight!
Please tell me where we are – WE ARE HERE!
Please tell me the time – THE TIME IS NOW!
Radio Whore
(Lyrics by Moerke)
So once upon a time I had a dream.
I’m gonna learn to play guitar; all the girls will scream.
It’ll just take a little time; how hard can it be?
I’ll just write a few hit songs and everyone will see.
I wanna be a radio whore and nothin’s gonna stop me.
Gonna be in all the stores and all the girls will wanna jump me.
Everyone will know my songs, they’re pretty useless but I can’t go wrong.
Yes I wanna be a radio whore
Got a room at Betty Ford – it’s just a dream
Got ten cars I can’t drive, and life’s a scream!
I wanna be a radio whore and nothin’s gonna stop me.
Gonna be in all the stores and all the girls will wanna jump me.
Everyone will know my songs, they’re pretty useless but I can’t go wrong.
Yes I wanna be a radio whore!
ROCK N’ ROLL SHAMPOO
(written by Dominic Anthony)
With millions at my door step I jump on stage and play,
a tune that sound like Clever, Manson or Green Day
Drinking shots of Jagger oh god I hate the taste
I’m a rock n roll sensation and I’ve never even gotten paid
This is what we do
there’s nothing left for you
I grease my hair and hope I have
Rock n’ Roll shampoo
Lost the inhabition to own the world today
Like a cancer in remission I’ve got nothing to compensate
I’m a man without direction so I might re-create
the standard imperfection of this Rock n’ Roll campaign
This is what we do
there’s nothing left for you
I grease my hair and hope I have
Rock n’ Roll shampoo
This is what we do
Everything oh everything’s for you
When the world comes crashing down
The end of the world is coming around
I just need my Rock n’ Roll shampoo
PUNK ROMANCE
(written by Dominic Anthony)
I knew a girl with the understanding
punk rock takes you to another planet
she never really thought without her fists in the air
waving them around like she just don’t care
a leather wearing bitch with a bad attitude
couldn’t really tell you if she’s a chick or a dude
but I’ve got to say she had me impressed
between the sheet, in the bed and with the size of her breasts
oooooh you’ve got me thinking
oooooh you’re what I need
oooooh you’ve got me thinking
If I have what it takes to be… 2x
Before I get dirty with the sassafras
I wonder wonder wonder if I’ve got a chance
I never said nothin’ ’bout a punk romance no
she never said nothin’ bout a…
oooooh you’ve got me thinking
oooooh you’re what I need
oooooh you’ve got me thinking
If I have what it takes to be… 2x
Get your Mojo
Get your Mojo on drink or be killed
She reminded me of chicks from The Devotchkas
Showing me how to slam a bottle of Vodka
Throwing fist’s in the air OI OI OI
Punching out their lights OI OI OI OI
Before I get dirty with the sassafras
I wonder wonder wonder if I’ve got a chance
I never said nothin’ ’bout a punk romance no
she never said nothin’ bout a…
I LOVE YOU.. NOW DIE!!!
(written by Dominic Anthony)
Intro
Whoops, my bad…
Started drinking when I got out of bed
my girlfriend says that she wants me dead
I said hey! HEY!
Are you ready for me?!!
Walkin’ through the house with my white Tee on
Becoming homicidal when I’m using the Jon
I said hey! HEY!
Are you ready for me?!!!
Crack another can when I’m walking upstairs
Load my pistol in my underwear
I said hey! HEY
Are you ready for me?!!!
Aim that gun right for her tits
Said “I ain’t been so angry since I met you bitch!”
I said hey! HEY!
Are you ready for me?!!!
OWW!!’ (solo)
Got down on my knees and prayed to God
Asking him forgivness for the sins that I caused
I said hey! HEY
Are you ready for me?!!
Stored her body in the kitchen fridge
Threw her carcass off the 86 bridge
I said hey!! HEY!
Are you ready for me?!!
Woke up in Hell and got out of bed
I asked my girlfriend to give me some head
I said hey! HEY!!
Are you ready for me?!!!
On the Dacha
(Lyrics by Miller)
On the Dacha we’ll all be drinking Vodka with salt and ogorets
On the Dacha, sweat my ass off in the Banya. Kakoi ti molodets
Mi polem gratki ves den; ves den i vso noch, i teneli be tex kto gotov nam po-moch
On the Dacha pregotovem shashlik! Govorit with the people we meet; argue about what we eat
You’re gonna beat me with a birch branch! Ne nada adevat plati (you don’t have to wear that dress tonight..)
I’m wearing nothin’ but a towl, and the cold beer in my hand
Davai Igrai!!
MORE LYRICS FOR THE SECOND ALBUM COMING SOON!!