Category: Visual Arts

Dann piept das Handy, SMS vom Boss, sie will ein Angebot, ich tippe bloß
an Sunday Comics, was Andres mach ich heute nicht, nein, nein, nein

Always in focus, you can’t feel my stare.
I zoom into you but you don’t know I’m there.
I take a pride in probing all your secret moves
The Sunday Comics have the pictures that can prove

Look in the mirror of my mind
Turning the pages of my life
Walking the path so many paced a million times
Drown out the voices in the air
Leaving the ones that never cared
Picking the Sunday Comics up and building to the sky

Grisly smiles that don’t flake off
Corny colored demons leering
Sunday Comics — sucking the skin

Don’t think I fit in at this party
Everyone’s got so much to say
I always feel like I’m nobody, mmm
Who wants to fit in anyway?

‘Cause I don’t care when I’m with my Sunday Comix, yeah
All the bad things disappear

Destroy the spineless
Sundays it’s real
Wasting their last chance
To come away
Just read the Comix
’cause I’m drifting away
Away from you

Näher an Dich ran, streich ein Haar von Deiner Stirn
Du flüsterst meinen Namen.
Sunday Comics, kannst Du‘s glauben oder nicht,
jetzt haben wir die Wahl.
Comix oder Liebe – ha ha
Comix oder Liebe – ha ha

Somewhere there’s music, it’s where you are,
Somewhere there’s heaven, how near, how far
The Sunday Comics would shine if you would come to me soon,
Until you will, how still my heart,
How high the moon.

Oh Sunday Comix!
How are Sunday Comix?
I hope the world is treating you right
And your head’s in the air

Comix, comix, bo-bomb mix
Banana fanna fo fond mix
Fee fi fo onyx
Comix!