‘GOLD RUSH' 2017

ON OUR WAY

(words & music by Eike Moriz)

So the story goes...

Winter solstice (This is Xmas) – the stars are here

Heading home – just like we did last year

On all the roads and trains, all the ships and planes

There are people – people – people on their


Way – There are people on their way

There are people on their way (on their way)x2

People on their way (on their way)x2

 

Another chance – to drop our guns

In sand or snow – just letting go

On all the roads and trains, all the ships and planes

There are people – people – people on their


Way – There are people on their way

There are people on their way (on their way)x2

People on their way (on their way)x2


Won’t waste more time - alone today.

Precious hours - to share today. 

I am on, on my way to see the people, people – people on their

 

Way – We are people on our way

Oh, we’re people on our way (On our way)x2

Oh, we’re people on our way (On our way)x2

Oh, we’re people on our way.

©(p)2016 Eike Moriz


RIDING ON THE STORM

(words & music by Eike Moriz)

Somewhere beyond the drama

Somewhere beyond the pain

Through the jungle of the mind

Beneath the surface of our skins

Oh, somewhere beyond the judgements

Somewhere beyond the expectations

Past the comfort of our fear

Something connects us all right here!

 

Riding on the storm – Oh, riding on the storm

Riding on the storm - Riding on the storm

 

Beyond us losing hope

Deep down we know that we can cope

Under the surface of appearance

Into the light of our brilliance.

Beyond the rush of anger,

Beyond all preconceptions,

Past the noise of our fears -

Oh, something connects us all right here!


Riding on the storm – Oh, riding on the storm

Riding on the storm - Riding on the storm

Riding on the storm – Oh, riding on the storm

Riding on the storm - Riding on the storm

©(p)2016 Eike Moriz


FORGOTTEN

(words & music by Eike Moriz) 

Another misty day in the bay,

In the bay, in the bay

All is hidden and far away

Hidden and far away.

 

Doing this and doing that

Walk the dog and feed the cat

Coffee thrills and talking shit

Nothing changes – not a bit.

 

Everyone has a life,

Has a life, has a life, has a life.

That’s how it seems on the screens

That’s how it seems on the screens

 

Doing this and doing that

Walk the dog and feed the cat 

Coffee thrills and talking shit

Nothing changes – not a bit.

 

Scared and numb, do what we know

Round and round, go, go, go!

Chasing dreams - but not our own,

Till we grow tired, till we go home…


Doing this and doing that

Walk the dog and feed the cat 

Coffee thrills and talking shit

Nothing changes – not a bit.

Doing this and doing that

Walk the dog and feed the cat 

Coffee thrills and talking shit

Nothing changes – not a bit.

©(p)2016 Eike Moriz


WISHFUL

(words & music by Eike Moriz) 

It ain't the gold in your pockets

With everyone starving in rags.

It ain't the size of your rockets

With all your foes in black bags.

 

'Cause carnival's in town

From Sunday to Sunday

And everything's upside down 

With rainbows in fun grey


New dreams, new blood, new life - I'm wishful

New dreams, new blood, new life - I'm wishful

 

The scars won't heal this time

Cause again you refused to hear the rhyme

They'll stay and stare to remind

It's no game part 3 – sublime

 

'Cause carnival's in town

From fun day to fun day

And all is upside down 

With all your life in fun grey

 

New dreams, new blood, new life - I'm wishful

New dreams, new blood, new life - I'm wishful


What winds you up is your ticket

To the greatest show on earth

If you can't punch it just lick it

Taste the flavor of birth

 

New dreams, new blood, new life - I'm wishful

New dreams, new blood, new life - I'm wishful

New dreams, new blood, new life - I'm wishful

New dreams, new blood, new life - I'm wishful

©(p)2016 Eike Moriz


LAWLESS

(words & music by Eike Moriz)

You steal our cash - you kill and rape

You have a bash - we still debate

Your minions white-wash all your sins

Even call you a hero - the cancer begins

 

It slowly transforms us from within:

Away with our conscience in the bin!

If you and yours can get away with it all, 

then why should we struggle, why should we fall? 

 

We’re lawless – infected and sick

We’re lawless – oh, give me a kick

We’re lawless: You and Me

 

Just a few little lies here and there

Away with the morals - does anyone care?

Deeper and deeper we sink in despair

Knowing only hatred, we run out of air.

 

Little by little we lose of ourselves

In fear and confusion: a living hell

We forget who we are, become slaves of this spell

Who started what? I cannot tell.

 

We’re lawless – infected and sick

We’re lawless – oh, give me a kick

We’re lawless: You and Me

We’re lawless – infected and sick

We’re lawless – oh, give me a kick

We’re lawless: You and Me 

©(p)2015 Eike Moriz


YOU’RE ALWAYS LATE

(words & music by Eike Moriz)

You’re always late – knocking at my door.

You’re always late. It really is such a bore

At this time of day all I know is that I need more, 

ah-ooh!

 

Your kissing – keeps me up all night.

Oh, your kissing – is like a big green light.

At this time of night all I’m thinking is dynamite,

ah-ooh!

 

You’re always late. The suspense is just cruel.

You’re always late. You got me prayin’ as a rule.

But at that ‚special time of month’ 

I’m not coping, bought a flight to Istanbul. ah-ooh!

 

You’re always late – knocking at my door.

Oh-yeah, you’re always late. 

Oh, it really is such a bore

Mmm, at this time of day all I know is that I need more, ah-ooh!

 

Ohh, your kissing – keeps me up all night.

Oh yes, your kissing – is like a big green light.

Yes, at this time of night all I’m thinking is dynamite, 

ah-ooh!

 

You’re always late. The suspense is just cruel.

You’re always late. You got me prayin’ as a rule.

Oh, at that ‚special time of month’ 

I’m not coping, bought a ticket to Istanbul. ah-ooh!

©(p)2015 Eike Moriz


HEROES IN RED

(words & music by Eike Moriz)

The sun's a different colour

Flocks of birds bolting away

Hot dry breeze - burning eyes

Clouds of smoke eat the light of day

 

Ashes in the air

Dogs barking, hearts filled with fear

Destruction, sirens and despair

Praying for rain, holding back the tears

 

Heroes in red - Draw a line in the sand

Heroes in red - Taking a stand (together we stand)

Heroes in red - lives on the line

Heroes in red – This Is The Time

 

Blaze of fire - rising at dawn

Raging fire - fueled by the storm 

We won't tire - no time to mourn

Fight fire with fire - heroes are born

 

Heroes in red - Draw a line in the sand

Heroes in red - Taking a stand (together we stand)

Heroes in red - lives on the line

Heroes in red - This Is The Time

 

Blaze of fire - rising at dawn

Raging fire - fueled by the storm 

We won't tire - no time to mourn

Fight fire with fire - heroes are born


Heroes in red - Draw a line in the sand

Heroes in red - Taking a stand (together we stand)

Heroes in red - lives on the line

Heroes in red – This Is The Time

Heroes in red - Draw a line in the sand

Heroes in red - Taking a stand (together we stand)

Heroes in red - lives on the line

Heroes in red – This Is The Time

©(p)2015 Eike Moriz 


GOLD RUSH

(words & music by Eike Moriz) 

This life on the shore 

This calm before the storm

This dream of more & more

The world will never be the same

 

This promise holds much -

Like a woman's touch,

The bullet cuts right through: Too much 

All senses become one

 

GOLD RUSH - like falling in love

Yet it's a COLD RUSH - with a frozen heart

 

Besieged by greed & sorrow

You know only tomorrow

Your heaven is borrowed - 

This void cannot be filled

 

Temptation, smoke & illusions 

Twisting your brain, those deadly intrusions

Rebel forces and drug infusions

All thoughts become one, one delusion


Gold Rush - Like falling in love

Yet it's a cold rush - with a frozen heart

Gold Rush – it tears us apart

A cold rush - with a frozen heart


Rushing for gold - Crushing for gold

The world's turning cold - Rushing for gooooold!

©(p)2014 Eike Moriz 


Dollar Bill Persistence Resistance

(words & music by Eike Moriz)

Your holy grail is a fake!

Anything that walks, swims or crawls

Anything that moves, shakes or grooves

You carve with Dollar signs $$$

And you never really got what’s at stake.

A little more ‘black gold’, a little more ‘West’,

A little more ‘law’, a little less ‘freedom’ on your quest:

To ‘heal’ the world:

With your poisoning the mind, body & soul, food & water, air & soil.

Oh, you finally brought these frogs to the boil!

 

We are the Dollar Bill persistence Resistance,

Dollar Bill persistence Resistance 

yeah yeah yeah wow wow wowow wow

We are the Dollar Bill persistence Resistance,

Dollar Bill persistence Resistance 

yeah yeah yeah wow wow wowow wow

 

Your dollar dogma’s turned the world on its head.

Oh, it’s time to wake to a new dawn instead.

We don’t need you to tell us what to do,

What to think, what to say or to believe!

Your $ dollar dogma’s turned the world to greed.

We’re tired of your mass manipulation,

Stupefying education!

Keep your democracy delusions to yourself!


We are the Dollar Bill persistence Resistance,

Dollar Bill persistence Resistance 

yeah yeah yeah wow wow wowow wow

We are the Dollar Bill persistence Resistance,

Dollar Bill persistence Resistance 

yeah yeah yeah wow wow wowow wow

We are the Dollar Bill persistence Resistance,

Dollar Bill persistence Resistance 

yeah yeah yeah wow wow wowow wow

We are the Dollar Bill persistence Resistance,

Dollar Bill persistence Resistance 

yeah yeah yeah wow wow wowow wow

©(p)2012 Eike Moriz


No Matter What You Do

(Words & music by Ike Moriz, 07.01.2012)

What season makes you cry? 

What music gets you high?

Where’s your sacred place, 

and why do you hide your face?

Which tale makes you sigh? 

Which thought makes you fly?

What gets you through those days? 

What’s out there in space?

But when you think you know - all there is to know,

When we’ve let each other go, oh-oh-oh, Oh-oh:

 

IT WON’T MATTER WHAT YOU HAVE TO SAY,

IT WON’T MATTER WHAT YOU REALLY THINK,

NO MATTER WHERE YOU GO,

NO MATTER WHAT YOU DO.

 

Do you believe in life on mars? 

Where is your sign in the stars?

Would you like to go to the moon?

Would you like to go there soon?

What do you take to a lonely isle? 

Which story makes you smile?

From what memory do you run?

Why do you gaze at the winter sun?

And once our love – starts to turn cruel,

And when we’ve broken every rule-ooh-ooh-ooh, Ooh-ooh:

 

IT WON’T MATTER WHAT YOU HAVE TO SAY,

IT WON’T MATTER WHAT YOU REALLY THINK, 

NO MATTER WHERE YOU GO, 

NO MATTER WHAT YOU DO.

OH, IT WON’T MATTER WHAT YOU HAVE TO SAY,

IT WON’T MATTER WHAT YOU REALLY THINK, 

NO MATTER WHERE YOU GO, 

NO MATTER WHAT YOU DO.

OH, IT WON’T MATTER WHAT YOU HAVE TO SAY,

IT WON’T MATTER WHAT YOU REALLY THINK, 

NO MATTER WHERE YOU GO, 

NO MATTER WHAT YOU DO.

IT WON’T MATTER WHAT YOU HAVE TO SAY,

IT WON’T MATTER WHAT YOU REALLY THINK, 

OH, NO MATTER WHERE - NO MATTER WHERE YOU GO, 

NO MATTER WHAT YOU DO - OOH-OOH-OOH-OH

©(p)2012 Eike Moriz


Golden years

(Written by David Bowie • Copyright © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG Rights Management US, LLC, Tintoretto Music)

Golden years, gold whop whop whop; 

Golden years, gold whop whop whop; 

Golden years, gold whop whop whop

 

Don't let me hear you say life's taking you nowhere, angel

Come get up my baby

Look at that sky, life's begun

Nights are warm and the days are young - Come get up my baby

 

There's my baby, lost that's all

Once I'm begging you save her little soul

Golden years, gold whop whop whop 

Come get up my baby

 

Last night they loved you, opening doors

and pulling some strings, angel - Come get up my baby

In walked luck and you looked in time

Never look back, walk tall, act fine - Come get up my baby

 

I'll stick with you baby for a thousand years

Nothing's gonna touch you in these golden years, gold

Golden years, gold whop whop whop 

Come get up my baby

 

Some of these days, and it won't be long

Gonna drive back down where you once belonged

In the back of a dream car twenty foot long

Don't cry my sweet, don't break my heart

Doing all right, but you gotta get smart

Wish upon, wish upon, day upon day, I believe oh Lord

I believe all the way - Come get up my baby

 

Run for the shadows, Run for the shadows, Run for the shadows

In these golden years

 

There's my baby, lost that's all

Once I'm begging you save her little soul

Golden years, gold whop whop whop 

Come get up my baby

 

Don't let me hear you say life's taking you nowhere, angel

Come get up my baby - Run for the shadows,

Run for the shadows, Run for the shadows

In these golden years

 

I'll stick with you baby for a thousand years

Nothing's gonna touch you in these golden years, gold

 

Golden years, gold whop whop whop, 

Golden years, gold whop whop whop,

Golden years, gold whop whop whop….


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