I Want to Be a Firefighter - LOTTY FRIENDS

I don't want to be a memory Just a shadow in your mind Wanna be the one you always need Not the one you left behind I don't want to be a notch in your handle Another love casualty So lay back down and let's talk it over 'Cause I don't want to be a memory Don't you remember how it used to be When we were so in love We spent the nights in a two-room flat Drinking wine from a coffee cup Making love was so very easy We couldn't get enough I never dreamed there would come a time When you'd think about giving me up I don't want to be a memory Just a shadow in your mind I wanna be the one you always need Not the one you left behind I don't want to be a notch in your handle Another love casualty So lay back down and let's talk it over 'Cause I don't want to be a memory I know you've had other lovers But that's all history I got to know that you'll let me be the last one To share your company I don't want to be a memory Just a shadow in your mind I wanna be the one you always need Not the one you left behind I don't want to be a notch in your handle Another love casualty So lay back down and let's talk it over 'Cause I don't want to be I don't want to be a memory Just a shadow in your mind I wanna be the one you always need Not the one you left behind I don't want to be a memory

I found the bones of all your ghosts Locked in the wishing well While birdsong gourmets dragged empty nets I slumbered in my shell [Im Mitternacht, die Mensch-Maschine] Kissed me on my eyes I rose and left the fire-ladies Glowing lonely in the night With all the pornographers Burning torches beneath the sea I want to be a machine I want to be a machine I want to be a machine I stole a cathode face from newscasts And a crumbling fugue of songs From the reservoir of video souls In the lakes beneath my tongue In flesh of ash and silent movies I walked that boulevard again A nebula of unfinished creatures From the lifetimes of my friends I howled your innocence has depraved me I want to be a machine I want to be a machine I want to be a machine Broadcast me, scrambled clean Or free me from this flesh Let the armchair cannibals take their fill In every cell across wilderness We'll trip such a strangled tango We'll waltz a wonderland affair Let's run to meet the tides tomorrow Leave all emotion dying there In the star cold Beyond all of your dreams I want to be a machine I want to be a machine I want to be a machine Ah!

[John Lennon cover] Well i don't wanna be a soldier mamma, i don't wanna die Well i don't wanna be a sailor mamma, i don't wanna fly Well i don't wanna be a failure mamma, i don't wanna cry Well i don't wanna be a soldier mamma, i don't wanna die Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no Well i don't wanna be a rich man mamma, i don't wanna cry Well i don't wanna be a poor man mamma, i don't wanna fly Well i don't wanna be a lawyer mamma, i don't wanna lie Well i don't wanna be a soldier mamma, i don't wanna die Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no Well i don't wanna be a beggar mamma, i don't wanna die Well i don't wanna be a theif now mamma, i don't wanna fly Well i don't wanna be a churchman mamma, i don't wanna cry Well i don't wanna be a soldier mamma, i don't wanna die Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no Hit it! Well i don't wanna be a soldier mamma, i don't wanna die Well i don't wanna be a sailor mamma, i don't wanna fly Well i don't wanna be a failure mamma, i don't wanna cry Well i don't wanna be a soldier mamma, i don't wanna die Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no I'm tilting on the break of shit Decisions making in my life Makes me loose it i ain't taking it this way i ain't making it There n mistakes but if i'm wrong i will pay for it Like them bills i hate to pay Today i stay brave to win every day i'm a soldier I don't wanna die. I ain't know killer either So why does mama cry? She needs to feed her child But she's a child in her father's eyes Ya'll better recognize The power parents recking with Does it make sense to make way for censorship? It's brains we messing with Across the planes we got kids n chains and whips Who live their lives censor less but we couldn't give a shit. I don't wanna lie Cheaters will cheat Some will rather reach jesus Before meeting defeat I think it's easy to see i you be seeing these streets Sometimes my eyes Can't believe what they see, On tv, young like me sent over seas Sent over greed i believe Is this what we need? Yo these guys like me. To add fire to the fuel Life twisted my views Just from flicking the news I gives me the early 21st century blues But we making it threw Make what you make it You can't redo what you do I'm the living proof making it threw the 21st century blues Peace.