Album „Bittersweet“ (2003)

AWACS above my head

A monster fly in the sky,
lazy with roaring noise,
security is the biggest lie,
leaving us no other choice.

Suddenly the AWACS above my head
what can I do, we live in a corridor of jets.

In the darkness the ghostly light’s,
a radar machine comes near,
it’s promised to prevent the fight’s,
still we live in fear.

Suddenly the AWACS above my head,
what can I do, we live in a corridor of jets

Music: Leo Gillißen, Hans Handels
Lyrics: Hans Handels
arranged by outofoffice
Entreat for grace

With her love he saw a last chance,
but he flights from himself, in distance
to another reality,
he forces her to cope with his eternal silent face
leaves her to entreat for grace.

She see´s no sense in this sudden hurt
in rage about an unbelievable word,
that rules unspoken the way she exists
she is broken ‘cause she remembers his silent face
leaves her to entreat for grace

Infinite, incredible hush,
be careful with the deepest stitch she’s got
mercy without contemperous smile
(that´s) what she needs for a while.


Music and Lyrics: Hans Handels
arranged by outofoffice

Flowing time

Fat and lazy so unbased proud,
all the “treasures” hoared around
an american hero sings “rust never sleeps”,
flowing time gets your boom to bleed.

Day by day you will complete your life,
your privat past keeps you satisfied
still the catcall in a sneak preview, cried
flowing time will come next to you

Forget your gold, it’s bad and old
news will come, then all things must be changed.

Leave it now, let it down
variations will come everyday, oh yeah.

In love with daily attitudes,
strange temptations seem to confuse,
comfort ways break slowly away
flowing time is the only stay

Forget your gold, it’s bad and old
news will come, then all things must be changed

Leave it now, let it down
variations will come everyday, oh yeah.


Music and Lyrics Hans Handels
arranged by outofoffice
Foreign flower


She moves to this rhythem, makes you feel the melody,
her eyes they are so tempting and her smile is a mystery

You’re a foreign flower, blooming on my TV-screen
you return every hour, making me your slave

I know it’s calculation, you’re what we all desire
don’t reduce me to the instinct of a moth flying to the fire

You’re a foreign flower, designed to be just a dream
but soon you will wither and a new smile captures me

So please keep on dancin’ until your feet are sore and raw,
never stop this romancing, I like to watch your rise and fall

You’re a foreign flower, designed to be just a dream
you return every hour, making me your slave
your’re a foreign flower, blooming on my TV-screen,
but soon you will wither and a new smile captures me.

Music: Hans Handels
Lyrics: Christoph Handels
arranged by outofoffice

Freedom


So now I’m free and freedom is the cure
yes, me is free, it feels so right, it feels so pure (but)
bittersweet

…and in the end there are no tears
as all those bitter thoughts just disappear.

This is a turning point, another chance
‘cause now I’m touching ground and future is straight ahead

So now I’m free and freedom is the cure
yes, me is free, it feels so right, it feels so pure (but)
bittersweet

This is the time when memorys fade
it is like getting sober but it feels great

This is the turning point, another chance
‘cause now I’m touching ground and future is straight ahead

So now I’m free and freedom is the cure
yes, me is free, it feels so right, it feels so pure

Out of the shades, ‘cause I shouldn’t hide no more
nothing to lose and everything to win
won’t fade again, time to face the deepest sore,
if it doesn’t kill you, it gives you strength

This is a turning point, another chance
‘cause now I’m touching ground and future is straight ahead

So now I’m free and freedom is the cure
yes, me is free, it feels so right, it feels so pure (but)
bittersweet

Music: Hans Handels
Lyrics: Christoph Handels
arranged by outofoffice
On your own

Get up and face another day
in your perfect structured life
routine has made you a slave
but you can’t allow yourself to get tired

Having dinner at twelve o’clock
with a big business tycoon
receiving faxes from New York
but what are you going to do when work is done?

Staring at the phone
waiting for someone to call
you’re alone on your own

Success has been your only goal
for the last decade
you’d sell your mother and give your soul
‘cause you have already sold your faith

staring at the phone
waiting for someone to


Music: Didi Kuckertz
Lyrics: Christoph Handels
arranged by outofoffice


Sex sells

Snobbish cars and bikes, at a first sight, you’ll see
tires black and tough, desire fall in love, feel free
long legs on the engine-hood
big tits, won’t be misunderstood, a new
trick, so sex sex sells for you

Creamy soap, you know, on naked skin they show it to me
warm showers dripping down, clean people lookin’ round, onto thee
staring at two blue eyes
feelin’ the temptation to buy a new
trick, so sex sex sells for you

Advertisings honesty, gives a fuck ‘bout dignaty and pain
allright, we respect a date, in our sophisticated world
means a lot of fun, it’s grand
we’re supporting every trend a new
trick, so sex sex sells for you



Music and Lyrics: Hans Handels
arranged by outofoffice
Year 2 kilo

Every seconds counts, every minutes tells the story of your life,
every singe hair contents your afairs and all genetics drive,
get ready for a new experience.

Surf your whises, buy transatlantic, data highway strong,
get it now, go for it, faster all day long,
don’t be afraid of a new experience.

Set you free from old trouble
from fears and sorrow
get ready for the hustle
in the year 2 kilo

To all this news, to all this stress, don’t forget where you came from,
behave your home, behave the nature about the suspence that’ll come,
fill your dreams with a new experience.

Set you free from old trouble
from fears and sorrow
get ready for the hustle
in the year 2 kilo

Music and Lyrics: Hans Handels
arranged by outofoffice