Blocks (Clubland Cut) - Rob Nunjes

Reflections of the river passing by Reflections of the place between the sky It's too black, casting shadows On the bridges built so close to that aura Walking to the sign before my eyes Dreaming it's too late to realise Stop! You've gone too far this time You're toying with reality Blocks on blocks are all around Neon lit for silent sound Blocks on blocks are all around Neon lit for silent sound Blocks on blocks are all around Neon lit for silent sound Figures in a doorway, in the night Dancing, moving shadows with the light Talking to a stranger On the bridges built so close to that aura Standing on a runway, all alone Listening to an engine heading home Crying on the inside Wishing I could get away from that aura Blocks on blocks are all around Neon lit for silent sound Blocks on blocks are all around Neon lit for silent sound Blocks on blocks are all around Neon lit for silent sound Lying on the runway, all alone Listening to an engine heading home Stop! You've gone too far this time You're toying with reality Blocks on blocks are all around Neon lit for silent sound Blocks on blocks are all around Neon lit for silent sound Blocks on blocks are all around Neon lit for silent sound

With a handful of backhanders and a bevy of beauty You're going off limits, going off duty Going off the rails, going off with booty They tell tales of fiction found on all the criminal types Lead to a higher ranking man or a face with thin red stripes The boys next door The mums and dads New weds and nearly deads Have you ever been had in Clubland? There's a piece in someone's pocket to do the dirty work You've come to shoot the pony, they've come to do the jerk They leave him half way to paradise They leave you half way to bliss The ladies' invitation never seemed like this The boys next door The mums and dads New weds and nearly deads Have you ever been had in Clubland? The long arm of the law Slides up the outskirts of town Meanwhile in Clubland They are ready to pull them down Hey The right to work is traded in For the right to refuse admission Don't pass out now, there's no refund (When) Did you find out what you were missing? The crowd is taking forty winks minus ten percent You barely get required sleep to go lingering with contemptment Thursday to Saturday, money's gone already Some things come in common these days Your hands and work aren't steady The boys next door The mums and dads New weds and nearly deads Have you ever been had in Clubland?

A true friend is hard to find Go get yourself outside of your mind Whether it's right or whether it's wrong I'm on the treadmill all day long A true friend is hard to find Chicken on the high street, make you go blind Shimmying up the totem pole I got sick of the arctic roll I walked for sixteen blocks Tiptoed over those burning rocks You were a household name Wonder what they say if they knew your game Let's go daywalking I heard enough of everybody talkin' I hear the choir singing And now the alarm bells are ringin' 'Cause you can't, can't stop this Ain't never ever ever gonna top this 'Cause I'm all, all in this. And you'll be lucky to survive this A true friend is hard to keep I'm so quick, I'm fast asleep What went down in the function room All you talk is doom and gloom I walked for sixteen blocks The plastic beakers gave electric shocks. Oh no, dude got grey Should have stayed at home with your bird of prey Let's go daywalking I heard enough of everybody talkin'. I hear the choir singing And now the alarm bells are ringin' 'Cause you can't, can't stop this Ain't never ever ever gonna top this 'Cause I'm all, all in this. And you'll be lucky to survive this

Miye bel miye, miye bel miye Aah, miye bel miye (Miye bel miye) Miye bel miye Wer mir Befehle gibt? Nur meine Eier Molotov in dein Haus, the roof is on fire Bela Boyz, wir machen mit Jay Flous Hier wird mehr gebased als bei E-Plus Meine Jungs in den Fluren am dealen Mache Batzen, Summen wie Bienen Weil die Kunden uns lieben, Fuffi, 0-7, Bullen am schmieren Wallah, ich schieße (Miye bel miye) In meiner Gegend hörst du nachts Siren'n Höre Cops über meine Akte reden V-Männer machen Daule leichtes Spiel Brüder gegen Brüder, gleiches Ziel Selbes Schicksal, gleicher Fluch Sitz im Gerichtssaal im Nikeanzug Aah, aah, aah, miye bel miye Aah, aah, aah, miye bel miye, miye bel miye Miye bel miye, miye bel miye Miye bel miye, miye bel miye, aah Miye bel miye, miye bel miye Miye bel miye, miye bel miye Wochenende: Freitag, drei Kilo weg Labor abgedeckt, zeig', wie man streckt Berlin, Sunset, Haze violett Ich mache Batzen, Marlboro brennt Du schuldest mir Cash, ich will jeden Cent! Tante macht Essen, bunker' bei Cousin V-Mann fällt, o-oh, Gringo, traditionell (Miye bel miye) Du brachtest mir bei, wie man läuft, Mama Jetzt renn' ich vor Blaulicht, guck Papa Glaub' mir, die Straße kennt keine Liebe (Kennt keine Liebe) Mit Feinde Termine (Mit Feinde Termine) Lasst mich allein, wenn ich fliege Ich bin allein, wenn ich liege Aah, aah, aah, miye bel miye Aah, aah, aah, miye bel miye, miye bel miye Miye bel miye, miye bel miye Miye bel miye, miye bel miye, aah Miye bel miye, miye bel miye Miye bel miye, miye bel miye Das die Hauptstadt Berlin, nicht Medellín El Akrad min 'l Libnan, el Phalastin Neukölln, Kripo, V-Mann, kriminell Wahde talatin, bedek te3mel malayin? Weltweit, Mama, ana mutrib Filmstar Wer? Latif mit dem Kinnbart Liebe, Hass, Gier – ana bahibbak Darf ich vorstell'n, Deutschland vier Blocks, vier Blocks Es ist kein Fluch, es ist Schicksal Wir landen alle im Gerichtssaal Zelle eng, anthrazit, null Angst Meine Stirn Richtung Boden, fünf Mal Klimmzüge in der Zelle, Freiheit Stirb innerlich, wenn meine Frau weint Das ist mein Schmerz, mein Herz, mein Leid Welcome to Berlin, four blocks, hard life Aah, aah, aah, miye bel miye Aah, aah, aah, miye bel miye, miye bel miye Miye bel miye, miye bel miye Miye bel miye, miye bel miye, aah Miye bel miye, miye bel miye Miye bel miye, miye bel miye

He sleeps all alone on Second Street With a roof over his head and food to eat But he can hardly make it day to day 'Cause everything he wants is six blocks away Six blocks away He's got a regular job and it pays the rent In a donut shop on 3rd and 10th But he doesn't understand why she turned him away He can hear her heart beat six blocks away Six blocks away Six blocks away Dirty old street Six blocks away He can hear her heart beat Six blocks away Dirty old street Six blocks away He can hear her heart beat Six blocks away He walks real fast down the dirty street He turns his eyes from the people he meets It hurts so bad, what can he say? He sends her a message six blocks away Six blocks away Six blocks away Dirty old street Six blocks away He can hear her heart beat Six blocks away Dirty old street Six blocks away He can hear her heart beat Six blocks away Six blocks away Six blocks away