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Three monkeys
The dishwasher is on, the washing machine rolls,
and on every turn it's making a noise
when somebody flushes, there's water running down the waste pipe
and the sound is crawling up the wall
Every day Mr. Meier opens his garage door
but before that the waste is getting disposed
then Mr. Meier drives his car to the front
but he parks it one street away, I guess he's working there
On the first floor there have to be meetings
because you hear the hissing of the coffee machine the third time in a row.
Not mentioning the construction site at the neighbour's house
it starts at 8 a.m. and stops at 8 p.m.
Nobody interrupts my city flair, on the streets rush hour traffic.
every quarter hour, the door locks and the opus rides.
So much noise - But if everything bothers me, I drive down to the sea, tell me, can you hear it?
Our mouths are close, our ears are deaf
we are running blind through the world, everythin is so loud.
We are in the middle of the paradise, but can't see the beauty.
There are three monkeys in my head and the cymbal goes Bang!
In my head, the cymbal goes bang, I'm starting to get insane.
We are in the middle of the paradise, but we can't see the beauty,
there are three monkeys in my head and the cymbal goes Bang!
Radiant colours everywhere, advertisements everywhere, on TV and on the house facades
they are about jewelry or clothes, whatever the people are wearing
You see the products and always want to have the newest
What's really important isn't you, it is the status symbol.
My beautiful suit with a slight touch of Marionnaud
How we are doing seems not to be important anymore
I don't see humans, i see mannequins
We look into the windows of the stores and burry our problems by spending money
Yeah we buy ourselves happiness, nobody has cosinderation for the things that matter.
I don't know a mother, who wants a go-getter for her son-in-law
In front of every frontdoor is a huge sign
We're heavily made-up and we are afraid, if somebody asks how we are
Sometimes I ride on the sea, tell me, can you see it?
Our mouths are close, our ears are deaf
we are running blind through the world, everythin is so loud.
We are in the middle of the paradise, but can't see the beauty.
There are three monkeys in my head and the cymbal goes Bang!
In my head, the cymbal goes bang, I'm starting to get insane.
We are in the middle of the paradise, but we can't see the beauty,
there are three monkeys in my head and the cymbal goes Bang!
We talk, but we don't tell anything, because everything we say is only half the truth
We put things in a wrong light
even when it's face-to-face
Instead of admitting your own fails
we hold up the walls around us
and even when somedy sees that some bricks are missing
we still desperately hold on to that dream.
Because we speak, but we don't tell the things that are bothering us
only from fear, somebody could use it against us.
It eats ourselves up and we know that it actually doesn't help us
because repressing problems only corners us more
we are nodding but we think the opposite
and are waiting again for the right opportunity
Sometimes out of courtesy, but when my thoughts are bothering me,
I drive down to the see and ask myself can you say it?
Our mouths are close, our ears are deaf
we are running blind through the world, everythin is so loud.
We are in the middle of the paradise, but can't see the beauty.
There are three monkeys in my head and the cymbal goes Bang!
In my head, the cymbal goes bang, I'm starting to get insane.
We are in the middle of the paradise, but we can't see the beauty,
there are three monkeys in my head and the cymbal goes Bang!
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