(Hofstede) He is standing in the living room She is sitting on the bedroom floor They are talking to each other on the babyphone He lights another cigaret
(Hofstede) Fresh shirts in the drawer Fast train to the city His first object Had to protect Locked behind doors His first object Fresh shirts in the
(Hofstede/Stips) The streets of Barcelona are filled with blood and rain The war is rolling over Spain Men and women running with sticks of dynamite Storming
(Hofstede) All you gentlemen you save all you can But you won't get rich I am wide awake, you are sound asleep You won't get me I'm drowning in the middle
(Peters) Houses, tattoed by warfare Holes in houses that once were homes Silence, trees stand in silence As usual, they speak of different times Time'
(Hofstede) Oh I'm undecided What I'm going to do now Have to think it over What I'm going to do now I can be a singer In the next apartment Waiting for
(Stips) Another story's over - Memories are new You walk alone along this lonely avenue You thought she had a whole world to offer You found out there
(Hofstede) Give me the sombre city highroads The clouds are framed by attic windows Those are the words I long to hear But when I walk I keep my tears
(Nits) In the mirrors of this house I've seen your face A thousand times or more In the corners of your room I've seen your face A thousand times or more
(Hofstede) On the backseat of a motorscooter It's so crazy what I'm doing to her 80 miles on the rocks It's a kid or a crash Tutti ragazzi with Italian
(Hofstede) Whatever happened to Mrs Malloo When they found her this morning She had been shot thru' the head And with the blood on the bed The killer
(Peters) The first time we met You were walking down the street A copy of blonde on blonde Under your arm The first time we met You were lost in your
(Peters) The evening has come to an end Although we were very close friends Somehow it ends I met you a long time ago I don't think that you'll ever know
(Hofstede) Hands up He said If you move a little bit you're dead I want the [melody?] that you were about to get Tonight They win I'm in a cellar and
(Hofstede) Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday's gone Friday Saturday Sunday is no fun Mr Moonshine that girl is mine For a long time I was wrong Take a
(Nits) Come back come back To the house on the hill Where the tree is falling And I think I will Come back come back To the house anymore Where the water
(Hofstede) Sometimes I hear the hammer of steel Sometimes I hear the grindstone turn And I am looking looking Sometimes I see the cool wet stone Sometimes
(Hofstede) In the office at night Someone switched off the light Young man standing by the window Looking down on the street below In the office at night