Because right now I can’t be on ´my feet for more than 2 hours let alone were proper shoes…

Demented Are Go! – “High Heels” from 1999s “Hellucifernation“

lyrics

High heels comin’ back in fashion
High heels gonna stamp on your face
High heels comin’ back in fashion
High heels they’re all the rage
High heels
High heels
High heels

High heels clicking down the pavement
High heels comin’ down the street
High heels strutting down the sidewalk
High heels walk over me
High heels comin’ back in fashion
High heels they’re all the rage
High heels comin’ back in fashion
High heels stamp on your face

Six inch heels and fishnet stockings
Eight foot whore i roam the streets
If you hear my high heels a clackin’
You’d better run from me
High heels comin’ back in fashion
High heels they’re all the rage
High heels ain’t no gary glitter
High heels gonna stamp on your face

Speaking of Moods

Atari Teenage Riot – “Revolution Action” from 1999s “60 Second Wipe Out”

Lyrics

Action!
Come on! Go!
It’s time to live and it’s time to die!
It’s time to live and it’s time to die!
It’s time to live and it’s time to die!
It’s time to live – Revolution Action!
What we gonna go for? What we gonna go for?
What we gonna go for? Revolution Action!
What we gonna go for? What we gonna go for?
What we gonna go for? Revolution Action!

Welcome to step one
I can’t wait no longer Let’s make it happen!
Another investigation of our generation!
Sublime information!
The collapse of a century!
I’m targeted at the Whitehouse
Like a bullet from a gun
Waste my life from scratch
But at least we will leave a bad taste in your mouth!
Dope – Fly – Fly – don’t take it!
Take it out too far and I won’t fake it!
A blank promise – your words –
Nothing else than another hell ride
We got to!

Revolution Action! What we gonna go for?
Revolution Action! What we gonna go for?
Revolution Action! What we gonna go for?
Revolution Action!

Revolution – Action
Revolution – Action
Revolution – Action
Revolution – Action
We got to, got to….
Are you ready?

A shoot – a pain – with the knife between my teeth
And then I leave you in cold blood!
I’m comin’ at ya!
I’m comin’ at ya! Carl Crack like a flamin’ arrow!
Burning the regime of terror!
Comin’ at ya! Comin’ at ya!
With a gun pointed at my head
I realise what I could get instead

What we gonna go for?
What we gonna go for?
What we gonna go for?
Revolution Action!
What we gonna go for?
What we gonna go for?
What we gonna go for?
Revolution Action!
What we gonna go for? Revolution Action!
What we gonna go for? Revolution Action!

Many people are in power
but none of them is one of us
Press and media any hour – now tell me
What’s wrong with us?
In the lion’s throat I stand and I want to know!
Surrounded by me and my gang
your life just blows!
Break into the center where your heart goes!
You hold the cigarette
like your trying to understand
But what if the next person near you
Is taking the truth out of your hands?

Revolution Action!
Revolution Action!
Revolution Action!
What we gonna go for? Action!
In ain’t self destruction!
It ain’t self destruction!
Revolution Action!

Current Mood

Dementde Are Go – “Don’t Send Me No Flowers (I Ain’t Dead Yet)” from 1999s 

“Hellucifernation”

Lyrics

Don’t send me no flowers ain’t dead yet
Don’t put no headstone on my grave
She belongs to me I intend to keep her
I’m used to getting everything I crave
I ain’t come across yet a girl I couldn’t get when I wanted her
Don’t count your chicks before you can hatch them
Can’t crack this shell for your focus lies
She ain’t about to leave me for you
She wants me now take a look at her eyes
I ain’t come across yet a girl I couldn’t get when I wanted her
I ain’t come across yet a girl I couldn’t get when I wanted her
Don’t send me now flowers yet I ain’t dead yet
Don’t put no headstone on my grave
I ain’t dead yet

Current Mood

Ghoultown – “Pale Skin Diva” from 1999s “Boots of Hell” EP

Lyrics

I slipped into my skin and met her after midnight
Her cleopatra eyes were givin me the chills
The beating heart of darkness curled up inside her
I thought i saw some blood on her lips yeah

Chorus:
Pale skin diva
Ya!

And like a raven spread her wings in crucifixion
Opened her chamber door and slipped me inside
Now we dig the sounds of groovy sex and leather
My hungry kitten, yeah, she likes to spill her milk, uh!

Leather girl from hell

Mood right now

Skew Siskin – “Spend the Night with me” from 1999s “What The Hell”

Lyrics by 

Nina C. Alice, Ric Browde

What a radical change, she’s acting deranged
It’s nothing we ain’t seen before
She’s foolin’ around with all that stands to pee
Your girlfriend’s just another whore

Other guys you despise
Take your place in her face
She’s a rat
Let’s drink to that
You never know
Who’s sleeping in your bed
What’s it going to be
She’s off her tree

Spend the night with me
I ain’t no tease
Spend the night with me
Won’t you please

Don’t need no romance to get in my pants
Heaven resides between my thighs
‘Cause I’m your virgin, I’m your whore
I’m the one you’re waiting for

My way, your way
Screw it in, screw it out
Use your head, take your place
Kiss my lips
The one I don’t eat with
What’s it going to be
Let’s get down to sleaze

Spend the night with me
I’m built to please
Spend the night with me
Get down between my knees
Spend the night with me

Spend the night with me
I ain’t no tease
Spend the night with me
I’m built to please
Spend the night with me
Get down between my knees
Spend the night with me
Ahh, ahh
Spend the night with me
Built to please
Spend the night with me
And get down between
You know where you gotta go

Speaking of Die Toten Hosen let’s not forget there kick ass Video to

“Schön sein“

 with Ben Becker directed by

Stefan Telegdy. 

Did I mention that it tells a transgender storyline?

Die Toten Hosen – “Schön sein“  from 1999s “Unsterblich”

Lyrics

Manche Menschen sind so schön
Da bleibt einem das Herz fast stehn
Man staunt und denkt: “Verdammt nochmal
Sowas von schön ist nicht normal.”
Die meisten Menschen sind nicht schön
Sie haben eine Scheiss-Figur
Sie haben keinen BMW
Und noch nicht mal Abitur

Schön sein und ein bisschen obszön sein
Sagt die Frau zu dem Mann:
“Hey Schatzi, was will man mehr?”
“Reich sein”, denkt der Mann dann
Weil er ist Prospekteverteiler
Und wär gern Millionär

Wer arbeiten will, findet Arbeit
Was heisst denn hier Niveau?
Die Männer brüllen “Scheisse”
Und die Frauen putzen das Klo
Doch was heisst hier “Faule Säcke”?
Das weiss doch jedes Kind
Dass bei den Männern die Säcke
Am produktivsten sind

Schön sein und ein bisschen obszön sein
Sagt die Frau zu dem Mann:
“Hey Schatzi, was wolln wir mehr?”
“Reich sein”, denkt der Mann dann
Weil er ist Prospekteverteiler
Und wär gern Millionär

Und irgendwann haben sie das Licht gesehn
Es hatte 60 Watt
Seitdem zünden sie jeden Sonntag
Eine Kerze in der Kirche an
Und sie beten, dass ihre Träume in Erfüllung gehn
Denn sie erwarten vom Leben nicht zuviel

Nur schön sein und ein bisschen obszön sein
Sagt die Frau zu dem Mann:
“Hey Schatzi, wir brauchen nicht mehr!”
“Nur reich sein”, denkt der Mann dann
Weil er ist Prospekteverteiler
Und wär gern Millionär