Oh, what I want is a minute off to sit down in the sun.
Boy, what a fun, going through the work of some son of a gun.

I got up, had enough.
Time to dream a black and white dream.
Then I see...

Ants come from the milkline, spreading out of the machine.
Surfing on a cold white stream right into your caffeine.

Join me this time, for a little break cos it can’t be a crime.
To the place, where there’s sweets, ice cream and some Ethiopian tastes.

Ants come from the milkline, spreading out of the machine.
Surfing on a cold white stream right into your caffeine.

Beautiful beats, playing in this room, don’t wanna get back to my seat.
Fill me up with heat, even on winter days I’m not allowed to sleep.

I got up, had enough.
Time to dream a black and white dream.
I scream out, shake you up,
Something’s hiding in your cup.
Pour it out…

Ants come from the milkline, spreading out of the machine.
Surfing on a cold white stream right into your caffeine
Ants come from the milkline, spreading out of the machine.
Surfing on a cold white stream right into your caffeine.

Na na na na na, na na na na, na na naaaaaa,
Na na na na na na na na na na na naaaaaaa.

Are you a vegetarian or don't you care at all?
Ants had their fun but now it's time to get back to the hall.

Song Idea: J. Hügler
Music/Lyrics: Wurr
©2015 The Blue Riders

Where's the next meeting I could join
Is there a conference sometime?
It does not cost me a small coin
Where could I find some sunshine?

I don't care what others talk about
I just go there for the weather
After the meeting I like to go out
Sometimes join the get-together

And the blue moon over Atlanta is still there
You don't see this 'cause you're still at home
Doesn't matter if you think that it's not fair
Now I am here and next week in Rome

When my manager asks about the benefit
I roll my eyes and lie
I know I have a lot of credit
And remember the fair in Brunei

I don't care what others talk about
I just go there for the weather
After the meeting I like to go out
Sometimes join the get-together

And the blue moon over Atlanta is still there
You don't see this 'cause you're still at home
Doesn't matter if you think that it's not fair
Now I am here and next week in Rome

I am travelling all over the place
Do not care about my function
I need a lot of breathing space
And do not know compunction

And the blue moon over Atlanta is still there
You don't see this 'cause you're still at home
Doesn't matter if you think that it's not fair
Now I am here and next week in Rome

Song Idea: M. Schiefenhövel
Music: Wurr / Lyrics: Neuss
©2015 The Blue Riders

We have a very special camp
Where we fight our enemy
It's not a pack of scamp
You need a bit more empathy

Flamethrowers might help
When we fight our enemy
You can hear a dreadful yelp
When we enforce the penalty

One fine day we'll forever live in peace
We can do the job without army or police

We don't like bugs, bugs, bugs
Don't give them hugs, hugs, hugs
Hit them with mugs, mugs, mugs
Burn Down the bugs, bugs, bugs

Here in bug burndown camp
We do our dirty job
When we find that tiny scamp
We decrease the buggy mob

Lighters are required
To wipe out the bug nest
A lot more is desired
To finish the contest

One fine day we'll forever live in peace
We can do the job without army or police

We don't like bugs, bugs, bugs
Don't give them hugs, hugs, hugs
Hit them with mugs, mugs, mugs
Burn Down the bugs, bugs, bugs

We don't like bugs, bugs, bugs
Laying on rugs, rugs, rugs
Feed them with drugs, drugs, drugs
Burn Down the bugs, bugs, bugs

Burn! Burn! Burn!
Burn! Burn! Burn!

We are the clean-up team
Your offshore solution
You live like in a dream
And get your absolution

Now's the time to go down in history
When the final one's fixed, we'll celebrate our victory

We don't like bugs, bugs, bugs
Don't give them hugs, hugs, hugs
Hit them with mugs, mugs, mugs
Burn Down the bugs, bugs, bugs

We don't like bugs, bugs, bugs
Don't give them hugs, hugs, hugs
Hit them with mugs, mugs, mugs
Burn Down the bugs, bugs, bugs

Burn! Burn! Burn!
Burn! Burn! Burn!

Song Idea: K. T. Petersen
Music: Wurr / Lyrics: Neuss, Wurr
©2018 The Blue Riders

Keep the process, follow my rules
I will tell you what to do
I'm your boss and I do know
Cars will come and cars will go

But the process stays forever
It was made to last as long
As the sun rises at morning
And all customers are gone

In the end we will be finished
That's for sure we always did
That all started long ago now
When I was a little kid

I'm alone and I am frightened
Thoughts are fighting in my head
I can't do it like you tell me
I don't see no land ahead

Fightin' bugs like Starship Troopers
That's what I'm supposed to do
We lost many on our way here
Lots of colleagues that I knew

In the end we will be finished
That's for sure we always did
That all started long ago now
When I was a little kid

Make it fast and make it dirty
There's no time to do it right
You're the only one at front line
Please stay here till late at night

I will watch you from my office
Be aware that I will check
If you really work your ass off
Otherwise I hit your neck

In the end we will be finished
That's for sure we always did
That all started long ago now
When I was a little kid

I give up I have no power
To stand the pressure anymore
I feel sick and I am finished
Think I lost that little war

In the end we will be finished
That's for sure we always did
That all started long ago now
When I was a little kid

In the end we will be finished
That's for sure we always did
That all started long ago now
When I was a little kid

Music: Wurr / Lyrics: Neuss
©2014 The Blue Riders

MOT, FFT, DRC, UPC
EEP, CRC, ECC, FIC
EAN, LFN, PCM, LSN
FM, AM, DRM, FIG

You think that's bullshit but we know it's not
That all makes sense like it was made by God
It’s in the product that you just have bought
That's all in the background and costs us a lot

UEP, BMP, AIC, FEC
IEC, LSB, MJD, FIB
RDS, AES, ETS, ACS
FI, CI, LSI, PIC

You think that's bullshit but we know it's not
That all makes sense like it was made by God
It’s in the product that you just have bought
That's all in the background and costs us a lot

EOB, MSC, PAD, SId
MSB, TMC, UTC, ZIP
ASu, EBU, MPU, RFu
CD, ID, EId, Lib

You think that's bullshit but we know it's not
That all makes sense like it was made by God
It’s in the product that you just have bought
That's all in the background and costs us a lot

We are the experts don't try this at home
We are the experts don't try this at home

Song Idea: K. T. Petersen
Music: Wurr / Lyrics: Neuss
©2015 The Blue Riders

I get up very early
You might think that I am surly
In general I'm not
This morning I was caught
I didn't see the traffic light
The officer was standing right, right, right
Beside the crossroad sign
And stopped me at the pine

I bring you all that you desire
And give you all that you require
I serve you well
That is my job
Now go to hell
You crazy snob

I need my driving licence
This is my biggest crisis
I have to drive this van
All day long if I can
I need this bit of salary
To pay the rent next Saturday

I bring you all that you desire
And give you all that you require
I serve you well
That is my job
Now go to hell
You crazy snob

I don’t wanna disappoint you
I just wanna be in time
In an hour I will join you
I’ll have something that is mine

Hopefully I'm back tomorrow
Otherwise I'll drown my sorrow
I’ll butter your bread
When you’re still in bed

I bring you all that you desire
And give you all that you require
I serve you well
That is my job
Now go to hell
You crazy snob

I bring you all that you desire
And give you all that you require
I serve you well
That is my job
Now go to hell
You crazy snob

Bring you all that you desire
Give you all that you require
Bring you all that you desire
Give you all that you require

Music: Wurr / Lyrics: Neuss, Wurr
©2015 The Blue Riders

Move a foot to the left and the other to the right.
Shake your hips and dance with me.
We ain't got no money, we ain't got no key,
say anything you will but spend your time with me.

I came to this small town lookin' for a small home and for somebody to love.
Listening to the old tunes, working in a one room, rest of the evening off.

So I went to a small bar, drinks and nuts and song charts ringing through the room.
Then they played a song that's new, the band with "something blue",
that was the moment when I saw you.

The weekend is over but lying in clover made my pain just go away.
Tuning my radio, summer dreams in stereo, the band's in town today.

So I returned to the small bar, to watch the band from afar,
"dance by the light of the moon".

There's a lot I won't forget, like the day we first met,
it was an evening at the end of June.

Move a foot to the left and the other to the right.
Shake your hips and dance with me.
We ain't got no money, we ain't got no key,
say anything you will but spend your time with me.

We'll meet again some time, but I got a lot of things to do,
I spend the time of my life working on the OCU.
So move a foot to the left and the other to the right, shake your hips and dance with me.

Move a foot to the left and the other to the right.
Shake your hips and dance with me.
We ain't got no money, we ain't got no key,
say anything you will but spend your time with me.

Move a foot to the left and the other to the right.
Shake your hips and dance with me.
We ain't got no money, we ain't got no key,
say anything you will but spend your time with me.

...say anything you will but spend your time with me.
...say anything you will but spend your time with me.
...say anything you will but spend your time with me.

Music/Lyrics: Wurr
©2013 The Blue Riders

We're not here for our own pleasure
This is not the place for leisure
We have targets to be reached
And that's something to be preached
We're expecting sobriety
From our working society

Though the work is never done
Engineers just wanna have fun
You might think that's overdone
Engineers just wanna have fun

Reserve your laughs for closing time
And follow our paradigm
We stay here 'til late at night
Still waiting for another site
We're expecting loyalty
For your monthly royalty

Though the work is never done
Engineers just wanna have fun
You might think that's overdone
Engineers just wanna have fun

I'm dying here without a smile
And do not like this formal style
An engineer needs human care
Something to eat and warm fresh air
I bring in personality
And need a bit normality

Though the work is never done
Engineers just wanna have fun
You might think that's overdone
Engineers just wanna have fun
Though the work is never done
Engineers just wanna have fun
You might think that's overdone
Engineers just wanna have fun

Song Idea: J.-M. Holtorf
Music: Wurr / Lyrics: Neuss
©2018 The Blue Riders

Years ago when you went to school
Your teacher told you to paint
Your box of paints was smashed
That was one big restraint

Your classmates kicked you a lot
They didn't like your dress
Mother always thought
Her little boy was blessed

The only colors you knew
Were yellow, blue and red
You wore that eye catcher dress
While others wore jeans instead

Now you're much older and work
You didn't change your rags
But after a week or so
You should remove the tags

You think you're dressed like a clerk
Your trousers look like fresh beef
Your shirt is penetrative
This is no misbelief

The only colors you know
Are yellow, blue and red
You wear that eye catcher dress
While others wear jeans instead

Heavily overdressed
Is what others would think
And why the hell
Are your sun glasses pink

And by the way
It is no good style
To wear them at work
Or at a trial

The only colors you know
Are yellow, blue and red
You wear that eye catcher dress
While others wear jeans instead

The only colors you know
Are yellow, blue and red
You wear that eye catcher dress
While others wear jeans instead

The modern Oscar Wilde
Already as a child

The only colors you know
Are yellow, red and blue
You wear that eye catcher dress
While others have to get through

The only colors you know
Are yellow, red and blue
You wear that eye catcher dress
While others have to get through

Music: Wurr / Lyrics: Neuss
©2014 The Blue Riders

I hate colors on my plate
Really need some muted tint
You should stop to denigrate
This perfect amount of glint

Chicken drowned in gravy spate
Taters dropped aside
This is what I did await
What I need supplied

I'm in the right mood
For some hospital food
O' come on dude
Bring some hospital food

Found some beefy carbonate
This is not my cup of tea
Should reduce some overweight
Food is not supposed to be

Luxury und ultra great
It's just against the hunger
That's the target and the fate
It will not make you younger

I was in the mood…
For some hospital food
O' come on dude
Bring some hospital food

Friday I will alternate
Try some indian curry
Monday I'll be back at eight
You don't have to worry

I'm in the right mood
For some hospital food
O' come on dude
Bring some hospital food

Song Idea: K. T. Petersen
Music: Wurr / Lyrics: Neuss
©2018 The Blue Riders

Sun's burning high
I'm feeling blue
And I don't know
What to do
Eat some ice-cream
That will amend you
It is cheap
And helps you thru

Was it in your dream
Are you really okay
Just eat some ice-cream
That might save your day

A friend of mine told me
There's no need to decay
An ice-cream a day
Keeps the doctor away

I'm lying here
The water is blue
A wonderful beach
Without you
The work out of reach
The weather is nice
It's pretty hot
I need some ice

Was it in your dream
Are you really okay
Just eat some ice-cream
That might save your day

A friend of mine told me
There's no need to decay
An ice-cream a day
Keeps the doctor away

Music: Wurr / Lyrics: Neuss
©2014 The Blue Riders

This new colleague he is different
All the others look like freaks
He looks like a body builder
Knowing all the best techniques

Jimbo Jones has full blonde hair
He is intelligent and smart
His surrounding is fresh air
You can talk to him 'bout art

Jimbo, Jimbo is he real?
Women like his sex appeal
Jimbo Jones knows cultured diction
Hopefully he is no fiction

Hollywood would try to get him
Every movie needs such actors
He will definitely convince you
Shutting off burning reactors

Jimbo Jones works out his body
Even has a pretty face
Female colleagues might get bawdy
Sneaking 'round his working place

Jimbo, Jimbo is he real?
Women like his sex appeal
Jimbo Jones knows cultured diction
Hopefully he is no fiction

Every muscle is defined
His facial features are harmonious
He twisted every woman's mind
And their work becomes erroneous

Jimbo, Jimbo is he real?
Women like his sex appeal
Jimbo Jones knows cultured diction
Hopefully he is no fiction

Jimbo, Jimbo is he real?
Women like his sex appeal
Jimbo Jones knows cultured diction
Hopefully he is no fiction

What does every woman pray?
Jimbo Jones shall save her day
There is one last thing to say
Jimbo Jones is gay

Music: Wurr / Lyrics: Neuss
©2014 The Blue Riders

It's close to midnight, the office floor is creaking like an ancient ship
The project schedule is way behind what is really hip
I'm on my way to slow down what's now about to happen
Some managers will get my head - it's already misshapen
I'm paralyzed, so paralyzed.

Cause it's a killer, killer project
No one ever thought it could turn out to be so bad.
No one's gonna save you
from the milestone of which you wish it wasn’t true.

I feel the progress - I think the thing is back on track
The real world shows me - two steps forward and at least one back
Why must I rot - in this project like forever?
And there I thought - this career move is somewhat clever
How misaligned, so misaligned.

Cause it's a killer, killer project
No one ever thought it could turn out to be so bad.
No one's gonna save you
from the milestone of which you wish it wasn’t true.

You know it's killer, killer project
You're fighting against bugs inside statistics
Killer, Killer, Killer Project

To survive meetings - bullshit bingo is your biggest friend
I'm getting older - and all this long time I misspend
I could have solved - all tickets like a super hero
But now the outcome - is another giant ZERO
More overtime, more overtime.

Cause it's a killer, killer project
No one ever thought it could turn out to be so bad.
No one's gonna save you
from the milestone of which you wish it wasn’t true.

Music: Wurr / Lyrics: Kleemann
©2015 The Blue Riders

Yesterday I found Leif on Mars
You can trust me, it's the truth
I could see the Mars with my own eyes
Now I feel like a real good sleuth

There is Leif on Mars
There is Leif on Mars
I can see it clear
It is here
There is Leif on Mars
There is Leif on Mars
It's the truth
It's the truth

Leif on Mars was a big surprise
Didn't think to find it there
I was looking for something else
It came up like an unknown bear

There is Leif on Mars
There is Leif on Mars
I can see it clear
It is here
There is Leif on Mars
There is Leif on Mars
It's the truth
It's the truth

The Mars looked a bit weird to me
There was no landscape I could see
Everything was flat and plane
How can I explain

It lay directly below his butt
I don't want it anymore
Check the fridge for something else
Maybe a Snickers will do

There is Leif on Mars
There is Leif on Mars
I can see it clear
It is here
There is Leif on Mars
There is Leif on Mars
It's the truth
It's the truth

There is Leif on Mars
There is Leif on Mars
I can see him clear
He is here
There is Leif on Mars
There is Leif on Mars
It's the truth
It's the truth

Music: Wurr / Lyrics: Neuss
©2014 The Blue Riders

How many symbols are needed
How much time is conceded
To store all these symbols again
Inside my limited brain

How many passwords are needed
How much is my work impeded
I cannot change this again
It has to stay the same

What's your solution
I'll tell you my password is password
And I quickly type it
My password is password
I can not deny it
My password is password
I keep this mystery
My password is password
That has a long history

Is my password well blended
When was it last amended
I cannot handle this claim
I'm not the one to blame

Why was the last one suspended
Hopefully unintended
I cannot change this again
It has to stay the same

What's your solution
I'll tell you my password is password
And I quickly type it
My password is password
I can not deny it
My password is password
I keep this mystery
My password is password
That has a long history

How many passwords are mangled
That leaves my small brain tangled
That does not make any sense
Where shall I commence

Last week I tried it scrambled
Sometimes I tend to gamble
Just to judge this objective
It was not too effective

What's your solution
I'll tell you my password is password
And I quickly type it
My password is password
I can not deny it
My password is password
I keep this mystery
My password is password
That has a long history

My password is...

Music: Wurr / Lyrics: Neuss, Wurr
©2018 The Blue Riders

I'm in love with my secretary
She’s the one I need
No explanation is necessary
Nothing's guaranteed

Give your office romance a chance
Love at work's reality
It's the right locality
Take a look around
The rest is just formality

I'm in love with my new fellow
He's the one I need
He's so lovely mellow
But nothing's guaranteed

Give your office romance a chance
Love at work's reality
It's the right locality
Take a look around
The rest is just formality

I'm in love with my computer
It's what I really need
My mouse feels like a hooter
Nothing's guaranteed

Give your office romance a chance
Love at work's reality
It's the right locality
Take a look around
The rest is just formality

I'm in love with my work
There's nothing else I need
People tend to go berserk
Nothing's guaranteed

Give your office romance a chance
Love at work's reality
It's the right locality
Take a look around
The rest is just formality

Music: Wurr / Lyrics: Neuss
©2017 The Blue Riders

It was always tight and narrow
Walls and ceiling very close
Could not see my nearest neighbour
World was ending at my nose

Now I'm free the walls are gone
Many people are around
From early morning to the evening
It feels like a lively town

Hearing things I never could
Seeing things I never would
Have seen behind my prison wall
Now I'm in this big big hall

It feels like the Promised Land
Wide and open end to end

Didn't know that testing towers
Sometimes sound like taking showers
And some colleagues round the corner
Use their space for breeding flowers

Hearing things I never could
Seeing things I never would
Have seen behind my prison wall
Now I'm in this big big hall

It feels like the Promised Land
Wide and open end to end

Air condition loud and noisy
But the climate is a joke
All decisions here are final
There's no option to revoke

Hearing things I never could
Seeing things I never would
Have seen behind my prison wall
Now I'm in this big big hall

It feels like the Promised Land
Wide and open end to end

Smelling things I never could
Seeing things I never would
Have seen behind my prison wall
Now I'm in this big big hall

It feels like the Promised Land
Wide and open end to end

It feels like the Promised Land
Wide and open end to end

Music: Wurr / Lyrics: Neuss
©2013 The Blue Riders

I'm on field test for a week
Crossing Europe so to speak
When my stomach starts to ache
I ask my colleagues for a break
Now I look for the golden sign
I want some burgers to be mine
Everybody sees it shine
There is nothing to align

One, two, three, four burger count
Charge it to my bank account
Burgers make the world go round
You just have to look around
I can handle this amount
One, two, three, four, burger count

One, two, three, four

I don't want no fruits to eat
Even in the summer heat
Cast away that neat milk shake
Do not like that T-bone steak
When I see a burger sign
I just want them to be mine
Everybody sees it shine
There is nothing to align

One, two, three, four burger count
Charge it to my bank account
Burgers make the world go round
You just have to look around
I can handle this amount
One, two, three, four, burger count

One, two, three, four

Yesterday we went through France
Then I saw another chance
Even in the land of food
I was able to conclude
We stopped near the river Rhine
And some burgers could be mine
Everybody sees it shine
There is nothing to align

One, two, three, four burger count
Charge it to my bank account
Burgers make the world go round
You just have to look around
I can handle this amount
One, two, three, four, burger count

One, two, three, four burger count
Charge it to my bank account
Burgers make the world go round
You just have to look around
I can handle this amount
One, two, three, four, burger count

One, two, three, four

Song Idea: K. T. Petersen
Music: Wurr / Lyrics: Neuss, Wurr
©2015 The Blue Riders

He's Never seen a supermarket
He knows the butchers dog by name
Fetching meat is his own target
That is certainly no game

His eye is trained, his hand is calm
He would not do you any harm
He sneaks around in the twilight
And does not need a lot of light
He's called the hunter

Have you seen his working garment
"The living tree" is his nickname
He does not need a special arming
There is no one else to blame

Today his table's filled with veg
He does not need a roast each day
Even the chicken keeps its leg
There is nothing more to say

His eye is trained, his hand is calm
He would not do you any harm
He sneaks around in the twilight
And does not need a lot of light
He's called the hunter

Last night in the wild near Felde
The deer in sight has been his aim
He will sell it to his fellow
He wants cash - it is no game

Today his table's filled with veg
He does not need a roast each day
Even the chicken keeps its leg
There is nothing more to say

His eye is trained, his hand is calm
He would not do you any harm
He sneaks around in the twilight
And does not need a lot of light
He's called the hunter

Music: Wurr / Lyrics: Neuss
©2017 The Blue Riders

I always care for you
And always help you through
Present the maps to you
Stand by your side

You want some radio
Or a CD you knew
I get the tracks for you
Serve you with pride

I am your interface - you are the human
You drive to any place - I am your crewman

I am your tireless HMI - I am the one who can't deny
You need not care about machines - I deal with them with my routines
I make it easy just for you - You turn my knobs, press buttons too
I'm living for your satisfaction - And really lust for interaction

Today I wear some blue
In navigation view
It matches your tattoo
It's unified

And now it's up to you
To choose from my preview
I hope you like it too
Enjoy your ride

I am your interface - you are the human
You drive to any place - I am your crewman

I am your tireless HMI - I am the one who can't deny
You need not care about machines - I deal with them with my routines
I make it easy just for you - You turn my knobs, press buttons too
I'm living for your satisfaction - And really lust for interaction

Now we're at our destination
Have a nice day in the town
You shit on my salvation
And simply turn me down

Song Idea: D. Jensen
Music: Wurr / Lyrics: Neuss
©2015 The Blue Riders

I was shocked when I first saw the toilet
Could not solve this mysterious secret
Who is going to use all those seats?
This exceeds all reasonable needs

One more cake was offered here at work
Another chocolate added to my perk
How the hell could I keep my weight?
Should I give up and accept my fate

I am new here - It's my welcome day (He is new here - It’s his welcome day)
It came to my ear that you are okay (It came to his ear that we are okay)
I feel blue here but I want to stay (He feels blue here but he wants to stay)
Let's have a beer on my first working day (Let's have a beer on his first working day)

At Asterix I learned 'bout the Roman Forces
The worse the food the better their performance
Today I saw what was served as lunch
I guess with this meal you might need to punch

I am new here - It's my welcome day (He is new here - It’s his welcome day)
It came to my ear that you are okay (It came to his ear that we are okay)
I feel blue here but I want to stay (He feels blue here but he wants to stay)
Let's have a beer on my first working day (Let's have a beer on his first working day)

Seven guys in a room without a window
Normal men should be shocked by this info
But my new colleagues seem to envy this
What the hell did I miss?

I am new here - It's my welcome day (He is new here - It’s his welcome day)
It came to my ear that you are okay (It came to his ear that we are okay)
I feel blue here but I want to stay (He feels blue here but he wants to stay)
Let's have a beer on my first working day (Let's have a beer on his first working day)

I am new here - It's my welcome day (He is new here - It’s his welcome day)
It came to my ear that you are okay (It came to his ear that we are okay)
I feel blue here but I want to stay (He feels blue here but he wants to stay)
Let's have a beer on my first working day (Let's have a beer on his first working day)

Song Idea: C. Piotrowski
Music: Wurr / Lyrics: Neuss
©2015 The Blue Riders

It’s the end of my welcome day.
I know now that you are okay.
I felt blue there, but I want to stay.
We had a beer on my first working day.

Song Idea: C. Piotrowski
Music: Wurr / Lyrics: Neuss, Wurr
©2019 The Blue Riders