Lyrics

Hotel California
Eagles


On a dark desert Highway, cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of colitas rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night

There she stood in the doorway;
I heard the mission bell
And I was thinking to myself,
'This could be Heaven or this could be Hell'
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor,
I thought I heard them say...

Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place (such a lovely face)
Plenty of room at the Hotel California
Any time of year, you can find it here

Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes bends
She got a lot pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat,
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget

So I called up the Captain,
'Please bring me my wine'
He said, 'We haven't had this spirit
here since nineteen sixty nine'
And still those voices are calling from far away,
Wake up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say...

Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place (such a lovely face)
They livin' it up at the Hotel California
What a nice surprise, bring your alibis

Mirrors on the ceiling,
The pink champagne on ice
And she said 'We are all just prisoners here,
of our own device'
And in the master's chambers,
They gathered for the feast
They stab it with their steely knives
But they just can't kill the beast

Last thing I remember, I was
Running for the door
I had to find the passage back
To the place I was before
'Relax', said the night man,
'We are programmed to receive,
You can check out any time you like,
but you can never leave'.

Heaven and Hell
U2

Once you get a chance
You come to baby
Right back, you call me down
Used to think you wanted nothing to do
Was to say nothing at all


You went like the one time
A two time
You're back, and me
Drop off the back seat
Of a bad car
Where finders
Came alone


Bono: »F«

Wishing her out of my life
Wishing her...


What am I to do
Came a talk to street
And a time that you listen
Don't you beg the time on me


They said you oughta call her back
I wanna, but afraid to say
I won't hang up on you baby, child
Nothing feels like this before


Here in in my life
Yeah in heaven and hell
Baby you're heaven and hell
Heaven and hell


Bono: »F«


Oh, heaven and hell


All the time...


Want a chance to hold you
Want a chance to kill
I want a chance to keep you awake at night
When the sunlight burns through your love


But you can't always get
Everything you want
You take cards from all under the table
You're heaven, heaven and hell


Baby you're heaven...heaven and hell
Yeah, you're heaven...heaven and hell


Cover me...


Bono: »E!«


Bono: »Okay organ. Just organ.«


Darkness...
You light up my darkness
You light up my darkness
And open up...


Bono: »F«

Bono: »Organ.«

Bono: »This time when we come in, come in a little bit quietly. Not the drums, but everyone else.«

Heaven...

Die Internationale


Wacht auf, Verdammte dieser Erde,
die stets man noch zum Hungern zwingt!
Das Recht wie Glut im Kraterherde
nun mit Macht zum Durchbruch dringt.
Reinen Tisch macht mit dem Bedränger!
Heer der Sklaven, wache auf!
Ein nichts zu sein, tragt es nicht länger
Alles zu werden, strömt zuhauf!

Völker, hört die Signale!
Auf, zum letzten Gefecht!
Die Internationale
Erkämpft das Menschenrecht
Es rettet uns kein höh'res Wesen
kein Gott, kein Kaiser, noch Tribun
Uns aus dem Elend zu erlösen
können wir nur selber tun!
Leeres Wort: des armen Rechte!
Leeres Wort: des Reichen Pflicht!
Unmündigt nennt man uns Knechte,
duldet die Schmach länger nicht!

Völker, hört...

In Stadt und Land, ihr Arbeitsleute,
wir sind die stärkste Partei'n
Die Müssiggänger schiebt beiseite!
Diese Welt muss unser sein;
Unser Blut sei nicht mehr der Raben
und der mächtigen Geier Frass!
Erst wenn wir sie vertrieben haben
dann scheint die Sonn' ohn' Unterlass!

Völker, hört...