Publicación: 11 de marzo.
Productor: Chris 'Mega Straf' Tsangarides (tracks: 1 to 5, 7, 8, 10, 11), Helloween (tracks: 5, 9).
Ingenieros: 'Dicke' Dirk Steffens, Lars 'Lobby' Laversen, 'Das Meega' Pete Iversen.
Ingenieria adicional: Paul Wright.
Grabacion: 1990.
Estudios: PUK-Studios, Gjerlev, Dinamarca.
Excepto: "Heavy Metal Hamsters" y "I'm Doin' Fine, Crazy Man" grabados en Sound Hause Studio, Hamburgo, Alemania.
Mezcla: Chris Tsangarides.
En: Battery Studios, Londres.
Discográfica U.K: EMI Records.
N° de catalogo: EMC 3588.
Diseño de portada, fotografía: Colin Chambers, Storm Thorgerson.
Fotografía: Tony May.
Tracklist:
Lado A.
01 Pink Bubbles Go Ape.
(Kiske) 0:36
02 Kids of the Century.
(Kiske) 3:51
03 Back on the Streets.
(Grapow/Kiske) 3:23
04 Number One.
(Weikath) 5:13
05 Heavy Metal Hamsters.
(Weikath/Kiske) 3:27
Lado B.
06 Goin' Home.
(Kiske) 3:51
07 Someone's Crying.
(Grapow) 4:18
08 Mankind.
(Grapow/Kiske) 6:18
09 I'm Doin' Fine, Crazy Man.
(Grapow/Kiske) 3:39
10 The Chance.
(Grapow) 3:47
11 Your Turn.
(Kiske) 5:38
Tiempo total: 44:02 minutos.
Bonus Track C.D Edición Japón:
12 Shit and Lobster.
(Grosskopf) 4:08
Bonus Tracks Edición Expandida:
12 Blue Suede Shoes.
(Carl Perkins) 2:36
13 Shit and Lobster.
(Grosskopf) 4:08
14 Les Hambourgeois Walkways.
(Weikath) 5:45
15 You Run with the Pack.
(Grosskopf) 3:54
Long Play Vinyl - Edición U.K:
Discográfica: EMI Records.
N° de catalogo: EMC 3588.
Portada.
Contraportada.
Interior carpeta.
Funda interior.
Funda interior.
Etiquetas lados 1 y 2.
Compact Disc - Edición U.K:
Discográfica: EMI Records.
N° de catalogo: CDP 7960862.
Portada.
Contraportada.
Disco.
Booklet.
Booklet.
Booklet.
Booklet.
Booklet.
Booklet.
Booklet.
Booklet.
Booklet.
Booklet.
Compact Disc - Edición Japón:
Discográfica: Victor Musical Industries.
N° de catalogo: VICP-8041.
Portada.
Contraportada.
Disco.
Booklet.
Booklet.
Booklet.
Booklet.
Booklet.
Booklet.
Booklet.
Booklet.
Booklet.
Booklet.
Booklet.
Booklet.
Fajilla.
Helloween:
Michael Kiske: Voz, guitarra acústica.
Michael Weikath: Guitarra.
Roland Grapow: Guitarra.
Markus Grosskopf: Bajo.
Ingo Schwichtenberg: Batería.
Otros músicos:
Pete Iversen: Teclados.
Phil Nicholas: Teclados.
Letras:
Pink Bubbles Go Ape.
(M. Kiske)
Some people are much too smart
They know everything before it starts.
Eating wisdom with the pail
No wonder when it sticks.
In your darkest hour I will sing this song for you.
Cry and tell
And slander
Yell and grumble well
So loud for heaven's sake.
Pink bubbles go ape!
Kids Of The Century.
(M. Kiske)
We poison our hearts
We poison our seas
We burn down the paradise.
We're stoppin' good waves
We're losin' our trees
The future looks bright ahead
I don't wonder we'll go under in this river of lies.
We're lost in this time--we create so fine
The future we already fear
Seems like no way out, seems like there's no doubt
The future looks bright ahead.
We're the kids of the century--we're lost in our games
No time for the memories we look in the haze
We're the kids of the century it wasn't our fault
Ev'rything's done mum, we fall
Let's keep on crying
But sometimes I don't wanna fall.
Ev'rytime when you look around things will smile at you
Ev'rytime when you turn around you smell the truth
But you run away from the lies you can't say
Don't run away from the lies you can't say.
We're the kids. . .
Back On The Streets.
(R. Grapow, M. Kiske)
I've been told in the name of something
I've got to know what it means to play the game.
Too many faces around they're talking
They play their parts oh, so well but who's to blame.
Back on the streets, that's where we are
Building a fortress of power, yeah! We're coming.
You know better than me the rules are:
Getting better or fat in the mania.
It's good to know who is who in our game
The speed is faster, it's harder to see where we are.
Back on the streets. . .
Please Mister Know-how just bring me the news
I'm waiting so long for you telling me all you can tell.
There's one thing about you, you're dying to prove
The master plan is yours and living with knowledge is hell.
Back on the streets. . .
Number One.
(M. Weikath)
Each time when one more year was over
You refused to hear heavven's bells sound
And the happiness in you heart's been set lower
You were searching for friends but no one seemed to be 'round.
You merely should think of the good times
'Cos there are so many ways you can go
Take a look at yourself, you're still very young
And big aims always take very long.
Now it's time for happiness, stay hard and trust your fate
Don't forget you're something else you'll never be too late
Trust your fathers' mighty spell you'll never be alone
Fate will always turn out well and you'll be number one.
Shout at the world don't care what they say
'Cos your life is now, here and today
Luck is there, ev'rywhere
Go on, reap its goods, that's the way
You wanna have truth, relief from your pain
But life takes its toll again and again
Don't fear the night--your future is paid
And the tracks to your aims are laid.
Now it's time. . .
Heavy Metal Hamsters.
(M. Weikath, M. Kiske)
There are some fellows soft and mellow
Sitting in the field and play like hell
No one knows the way it goes
But all the songs they play they sound so well.
Tonight we go to see the Heavy Metal Hamsters
It must feel nice to be a Heavy Metal Hamster
Nothing sets you free like our Heavy Metal Hamsters.
A 20th century Fox came by
A gold tipped cigarette high in his jaws
contracts, PDs, Nose-Bags, TV-shows
And everything with no remorse.
Things are settled now for our Heavy Metal Hamsters
Fame up to your brows, oh Heavy Metal Hamster
A previously unknown lifestyle Heavy Metal Hamster.
The sweet taste of success is strong
And everything inside goes wrong you see
With coloured furs, sunglasses
Tons of nuts to eat, they don't feel free.
What is wrong with our Heavy Metal Hamster?
Look what they have done our Heavy Metal Hamsters
Where is the field to run for our Heavy Metal Hamsters
Some things are left undone for our Heavy Metal Hamsters.
Goin' Home.
(M. Kiske)
You think I could be the one to look inside your mind
I don't think we'll have the time, so let us get in line.
Another town another bed, another thing to go
By now I learned to take it cool, but I don't wanna know.
My head is empty, all the stories that I've known I've told
The situation I escaped from, now it looks like gold.
Anyway and anyhow we did it, it was good
But now I take the time to think 'bout ev'rything I should.
'Cause after this I'm gone, the show is done
No other town or bed that lies ahead
I'll go home to what I know
I'll go home, home to you.
By the time that you think 'bout it twice no spotlight makes you stay
By the time that you feel you don't know, you have to go.
The plane is ready in my head, so many things to do
A few more hours till it's over I reach out for you.
A kind of peace inside is growing, thinking 'bout the shows
Until the next time I'll be so much better, yes I know.
Now this is it I'm gone, the show is done
No other town or bed that lies ahead
I'll go home to what I know
I'll go home, home to you.
I'll go home. . .
Someone's Crying.
(R. Grapow)
What keeps on telling me to stay on the way I chose
What keeps on giving me all the strength to carry on.
Give me some time, can't sleep anymore at night
I wanna show I'm here with an aim of mine.
I feel strong, but someone is crying, I know
It's so hard to find a sign of a way to go.
Don't need to stone my brain, I need my head for something else
I wanna live and learn, step by step I'm going on
Send me a sign, don't wanna resign too soon
What situation will come I can't endure.
I feel strong, but someone is crying, I know
It's so hard to find a sign of a way to go.
Send me a sign, don't wanna resign too soon
What situation will come I can't endure.
Mankind.
(R. Grapow, M. Kiske)
Here is all mankind so proud of their achievements
There is a stone that is warmer than you.
Look how we stand in the stream of illusions
No one says a word.
Here you laugh and there you cry
All that makes you move.
There's no fear for anything
Anything but you.
Animals dying for our vanity
Our world is a beautiful place to be free.
Drinking the blood of the weak, it's so easy
No one hears them cry.
Here you cheat and there you lie
All that makes you gain.
One day we will face His throne
There's nothin' we can say.
Prosperity, luxury, fast food is rising
It's the rainforest that dies.
Here you laugh and there you cry
All that makes you move.
Here you cheat and there you lie
All that makes you gain.
I'm Doin' Fine CRAZY Man.
(M. Grosskopf, M. Kiske)
Thunder, flash and lightening is working on my back
The tables in the kitchen are tryin' to break my neck.
All the late night memories are leaning in my shoes
My mother's old grey leather gloves are singing loud the blues.
I can taste what's in the sun
No time to waste 'cause there is none
When I feel blue I see it shine
But still it's true I'm doin' fine.
You can't see me 'cause now I'm all free
Now you know I'm through
And all that's not new.
Sitting on a paperback 'cause I don't know what really cracks
I'm tryin' to climb my pencil to get high.
No one tells me what to do 'cause no one knows what I've been through
You don't know a thing but you can learn.
It's time to touch the sky
My mind is free I fly.
I can taste ...
The Chance.
(R. Grapow)
We're living in a constant fight
Too much pressure everywhere
And all around.
Don't let it pull you down
Hold on tight
Cling to your dreams.
Don't you depend on someone else
Think for yourself and win the race.
The chance you got comes never twice
Do your best, (and) do it right.
Time will come but don't you hide
You are on your way.
You're led by God but you're not a pawn
Should live your life, don't care 'bout any scorn.
Just let them fool around
No need to cry
Don't give up.
Try to be as smart as you can be
I know you own so much ability.
Your Turn.
(M. Kiske)
Now there is this day, a lot of things are changing
Can't just kick it away, got to get things right
Sometimes it happens fast and nothin' seems to last
The thing that I once started isn't mine anymore
I guess now it's my turn.
You've got a face like a child, got a mind like a woman
Your smile is warm and tender
I hear the people say that I should stay away
From you and all the problems you might bring
They'll never know--you
Nobody ever knows what to do
They'll never see you cry
They'll never know why.
Now it's your turn to break free
When you want it all you've got to see
Now it's your turn to break free
When you want the life, you've got to see what it means.
See the little boy holding mama's hand
His eyes can see the things we've long forgotten
The world is easy now--and somehow
He's right
Until there is this day when Mickey Mouse must go away.
It's your turn to break free...
This world is crying to be free
This world is dying can't you see
We need a turn to do it right
We need a mind-revolution
To get away from this selfishness
Stop playing blind--break free.
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