Euronoise Lyrics - Heideroosjes

In ieder land, in elke stad, de scene die groeit actief 

Als je ziek bent van de disco, dan is hier 't alternatief 

Hard, wij gaan hard, dit komt rechtstreeks uit het hart 

Het vuurt dat brandt, de motor draait, ja de race die is gestart 

(Archi) 

Hier geht's um Ideale, um leidenschaft und Wut 

Was wir fühlen ist grenzenlos aber Ami-punk ist auch ganz gut 

(Olly) 

Se sei stanco di barriere, puoi contare su di noi 

Se vuoi vivere una scena, per convincerti che puoi 

Euronoise is all we wanna play 

Spread it out from Spain to Greece up to the UK! 

Euronoise is all we wanna play 

Save the bullshit for tomorrow, unite tonight, we say 

Ik brul, ik roep, ik schreeuw, de longen uit m'n lijf 

Ik spring, ik dans, ik feest, ga als een kogel richting schijf 

(Pierre) 

C'est le même message, message d'humanité 

Sans chichis sans filet, sans domages ni intérêsts 

(Ingo) 

Wir brauchen keine Grenzen, komm, reiss die Mauern ein 

Wir brauchen deinen Mittelfinger, es geht nicht allein! 

(NWO) 

En el Este, en el Oeste, Al Norte y al Sur 

Toda Europa está cantando, sólo faltas tú 

Euronoise is all we wanna play 

Spread it out from Spain to Greece up to the UK! 

Euronoise is all we wanna play 

Save the bullshit for tomorrow, unite tonight, we say 

Euronoise is all we wanna play 

Spread it out from Spain to Greece up to the UK! 

Euronoise is all we wanna play 

Save the bullshit for tomorrow, unite tonight, we say 

Euronoise is all we wanna play 

We speak a different language but our spirit is the same 

Euronoise is all we wanna play 

Spread it out from Spain to Greece up to the UK! 

A bag full of stories 

A bag full of stories 

It's all I have got 

But I'm not unhappy oh no I'm not 

I live out of a suitcase but I like it a lot 

A bag full of stories, it's all I have got 

17. A bag full of stories (Bonus Track) 

It's all I can give 

I travel to sing 'cause that's how I live 

Maybe we'll make it, maybe we won't 

But as long as I play, I don't care if we don't 

A bag full of stories 

Tales of my life 

Imprisoned in music, my way to survive 

You may take my money, yes, take it all 

But you can't get my spirit, my music and soul 

She gave me back the key to my front door 

Another girl said goodbye, not the last one, for sure 

I never bought her presents, I know that's bad 

A fun-on-the-road-report was all she could get 

From Sydney to Rome 

My mind's all alone 

I'm waiting, I'm waiting 

From LA to Cologne 

My mind's all alone 

I'm waiting, I'm waiting 

To catch the bus home 

A bag full of stories 

It's all I have got 

But I'm not unhappy, oh no I'm not 

I live out of a suitcase but I like it a lot 

A bag full of stories, it's all I have got 

My social life sucks and I am to blame 

I'm married to music, some say that's a shame 

But it takes me to places no tourist will find 

And even if I don't earn a dime, I'll forever remind 

From Sydney to Rome 

My mind's all alone 

I'm waiting, I'm waiting 

From LA to Cologne 

My mind's all alone 

I'm waiting, I'm waiting 

To catch the bus home