Montreal (i/ˌmʌntriːˈɒl/;French: Montréal; pronounced [mɔ̃ʁeal] ( listen)) is a city in Canada. It is the largest city in the province of Quebec, the second-largest city in Canada and the fifteenth largest in North America. Originally called Ville-Marie, or "City of Mary", the city takes its present name from Mount Royal, the triple-peaked hill located in the heart of the city, or Mont Réal as it was spelled in Middle French (Mont Royal in present French). The city is located on the Island of Montreal, which took its name from the same source as the city, and a few much smaller peripheral islands, the largest of which is Île Bizard.
As of May 10, 2011, Statistics Canada identifies Montreal's Census Metropolitan Area (CMA) (land area 4,259 square kilometres (1,644 sq mi)) as Canada's second most populous with an estimated metropolitan area population of 3,824,221 and a population of 1,886,481 in the urban agglomeration of Montreal, which includes all of the municipalities on the Island of Montreal. The city of Montreal proper had a population of 1,649,519.
Hey Boys and GIRLS
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Ich euch auch!
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Sollte ich mal nicht erreichbar sein,
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[2x]
Max Power! Max Power!
I wish Max Power ruled the world.
Ich erzähl euch die Geschichte von 'nem Helden, den ihr kennt.
Er ist nicht nur irgend jemand.
Er ist einer aus der Band!
[2x]
Max Power! Max Power!
I wish Max Power ruled the world.
Er ist die Stimme der Stimmlosen.
Er gibt gern' sein letztes Hemd.
Er ist lingual gebildet, keine Sprach ist ihm fremd!
[4x]
Max Power! Max Power!
I wish Max Power ruled the world.
(Dies ist eine Durchsage: Macht das ihr hier rauskommt)
Max Power! Max Power!
I wish Max Power ruled the world.
Max Power! Max Power!
I wish Max Power ruled the, Power ruled the, Power ruled the world.
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Everywhere you go - I will follow you
and if you start to run - I'll start running, too
(your heart is my heart and my arm is your arm)
side by side we'll walk through our life
Stuck, stuck, stuck together - we are stuck together [2x]
We are siamesed, we are siamesed, we are siamesed - oh we are stuck together! [2x]
When we are playing tennis - we always playing double
and if you break your neck/leg - I'm gonna be in trouble
I completely know your past and I'm sure that you know mine
Hand in hand and side by side we walked together day and night
'had times of fun and times of pain but what is left is cold cold rain
I'm walkin' through the rain again since you're not by my side/by my side [2x]
Our relation was very special we saved each other from depression
Now since you left I try and try but I don't manage reaching my home dry
You took my umbrella away now I'm gettin' wet everyday
You know I can't stop dreaming about you
I could never imagine life being without you
I count off the minutes just waiting for you to appear
But what's funny is this was day that I chose to
Ask you to live with me, oh, wait, I suppose you
Already suspected the reason I invited you here
Because you just said: "No, I've got somewhere else to go
And the plans I've made, don't include you, I'm afraid"
And that's all that you would say
I still can't bring myself to accept what you've told me
I feel so dead inside, oh, won't you just hold me?
How can you believe that these weeks just mean nothing at all?
You just said "Thanks, but no", you made your mind up long ago
You didn't even ask for time to think about just why I'm
So desperate for you to stay, because you're going to leave me anyway
Well just give me a call when you reach Montreal
At least I'll know you're there
You know I can't stop dreaming about you
I can't imagine life being without you
You know I can't stop dreaming about you
I can't imagine how
You could just say "Thanks, no, I've got somewhere else to go
And the plans I've made don't include you, I'm afraid"
I really wish that you could stay, but I guess your 'plane leaves any day
Well just give me a call when it lands in Montreal
I still remember the first time when I met you in a pub
we had some drinks and fooled around until the lights turned out.
I took your hand and we went home where we quickly went to bed
but as your husband was my boss - now I'm unemployed
I can't take my hands off you even though I know I should
get myself out of your life - it would be better for my health
Than I met you at a party with your husband by your side
as he went out I took my chance and we went to the greens
lying naked on your backseats your husband came around
he kicked my face and broke my arms and than he burned my car
Now I'm here in hospital with you between my legs
...lickin' at my sausage...
thinking 'bout my future I can't see that much
I think I love to watch you laughing
In fact I love to watch you do anything
And yes I do feel this thing happening
But you'll have to excuse me girl
'Cause my taxi's waiting
Although I do
Yes I do
I love you in my own twisted ways
One day God walked on old Mount Royal
Just to dream up the human form
Threw stones and cans and comic books in a kettle
And you came out like a shining goddess heavy metal
Say it's just too bad some hearts don't settle
And the pipes are leaking and you feel like leaving
Yeah, we heard this one before
I said, 'Dear God, buddy, now don't you meddle'
'Cause I've got my own little twisted ways of showing you that I do
Yes I do
I love you in my own twisted ways
And sing it
Like we used to sing
See Kermit the Frog was one day daydreaming
Thinking about himself at a red light
With that it-ain't-easy-being-greenin'
And the cars behind him kept honking and honking
And Kermit's last words as he flipped the bird
Was, 'Damn you Muppets just keep on taking!'
See I've got my own things now so stop tooting
I do my lily pad jumping
Miss Piggy bumping
Lotta Miss Piggys and that's all good
And I'm gonna turn this red light
Into a block party
So we can get down in basics of what?
Rainbow connecting
Yes I do
Montreal is
Where I began to feel inside
the gray sadness of winter.
When you told me that this isn't it,
And I drove away.
Walking to the statue in the park,
Through snow drifts up over our knees,
And every street sign written in French.
We sat by the statue.
You looked in my eyes,
Then said, "I'm so sorry."
Later, laying on your bed,
Wondering what's going wrong.
Every time I'd ask you'd start crying,
And whisper, "I don't know why,
I only know what I feel,
what a voice says to me"
I may be here now
but I've never left Montreal
Spent a little time in Montreal
With a fire in the sun
Smokescreen covering
Over the entire city
And you know
I think that I saw you
In a different light
Whether or not
It was the wine
A quiet determination
Maybe something or someone
That you didn't know existed in you
And I think I loved you
Even more
So come on
Follow me down the alleyway
Upside down sign is hanging upright
In the door
Sitting on the steps in Montreal
I'm waiting for you
To spread your wings
Rage building
Held under by a desire
To understand
And I think I got it
The mystery that
I saw in my dreams
Became you in the flesh
Bones and all
S' come on,
Follow me down the alleyway
Upside down sign is hanging upright
In the door
Sitting on the steps in Montreal
I'm waiting for you
To spread your wings
You just sat there
In the background on the canvas
Watching me
Knowing every little fear
Phobia and twitch
Quietly laughing to yourself
Keeping me inside you
Away from the fear
Surrounding me
Come on,
Follow me down the alleyway
Upside down sign is hanging upright
In the door
Sitting on the steps in Montreal
I'm waiting for you
We met in Montreal far from the crime
Moving in circles, running with so little time
Sat and we talked about rumors and lies
Stayed till the sun hit the floor
You wore the dress from the old market stall
People and places said you were forgetting them all
I don't know if I believed you or not
I stared at you outside your door
Those were the times, that was our life
I probably wouldn't change one little thing if I tried
Moments together mapped out like the stars in the sky
Now you're in the things that I do, still I miss talking to you
Late in your bed you said, "Don't you be sad
Think of how lucky we are for the things that we've had"
Life that's around me I'm letting it go
But you stay up here in my head
Those were the times, that was our life
I probably wouldn't change one little thing if I tried
Moments together mapped out like the stars in the sky
One blue room with a view
Shelter on a winter's day
Years to come, (?)
when you are born and beautiful
Never trust a hotel clock
Share your truth with those you love
But not too much, cause nothing lasts
Still I confide in you, my Montreal
My Montreal
My Montreal
My home away from home
[Hugo Mudie:]
Cette ville que j'aime pour son grand coeur
Derrière laquelle on cache nos peurs
Tu m'as fait oublier mes erreurs
St-Viateur, j't'aime comme une soeur
Oh, Montreal
My Montreal
My Montreal
It's been too long
Pack my best badge of truth
By the sky I travel light
I saw that she was rather young.
She was standing at the counter of a dusty old arcade.
She must have weighed at least 200 pounds,
But everything she sold was slim and finely made.
I'd seen nothing so enchanting for so long.
This was Montreal, I was hiding from the rain.
She wore black fingernails and went right into a song,
As she slowly came to me with this refrain:
I'm selling all my mother's clothes:
Her lingerie, her skirts and coats.
Her beauty was as pure as this affair is sordid.
I'm selling all my mother's clothes,
And, yes, I find it morbid.
She chain-smoked as she handled dark velour.
These hand-made things she showed me in her dramatic fashion.
She saw for me these clothes held an allure,
The moiré and silk seemed to stir my passion.
It was Dior, it was Chanel, a certain cut, a seamless seam.
The black-nailed girl could clearly see my weakness.
A weakness fed by a strange and sensuous dream.
With a joyless laugh she said those lines again:
I'm selling all my mother's clothes:
Her lingerie, her skirts and coats.
Her beauty was as pure as this affair is sordid.
I'm selling all my mother's clothes,
And, yes, I find it morbid.
She showed me last a handbag made of velvet.
In it were expensive stones like amethyst and jade.
Black sapphires had been shaped just like a rose.
For the funeral of a lover her mother had them made.
It probably was Paris where he died, is what she said,
As this big forgotten daughter glanced towards the window.
I'll sell the sapphires cheap, the man's long dead!
With a vacant laugh she gave those lines again:
I'm selling all my mother's clothes:
Her lingerie, her skirts and coats.
Her beauty was as pure as this affair is sordid.
I'm selling all my mother's clothes,
My feet are slippin' in the snow can't understand what's on the radio I'm just trying to count the cost of all these days spent on my own I'll meet you later in a bar Somewhere on St. Laurent Street Guess you're probably gonna be the waitress Yeah, you'll probably think my accent is sooo sweet And this rain This rain is gonna freeze Now you've got me You've got me on my knees It's freezing over in Montreal Montreal Shops are closing Lights are coming on I'm still tryin' find my secondhand store Made an offer, yeah First refusal On a jacket she swore to me was pre-war Yeah, which war? You'll be beautiful 'til the day you die With your hair in my hands Snow fallin' outside It's freezing over in Montreal Montreal I keep slipping on this hill I can't move forward But I can't stand still This rain This rain is gonna freeze And you've got me You've got me on my knees It's freezing over in Montreal Montreal It's freezing over in Montreal Montreal
I guess you had no idea that you could have persuaded me
Girl you could have had me doing anything you pleased
Know you should have took your time and thought of what to say to me
Cus I'm not as hard as I make it seem to be
And it could have went so many ways, so many ways it can go
Cus aint nobody feels the way that I feel when I'm alone
So if I said that I won't call then that could come natural to me
You probably could have had it all you could have been that lonely star
If we just went on
If we just went on (oh yeah)
If we just went on
If we just went on
Happiness exists, when you don't know a thing
So I hope you don't think this song is about you...
And only I can know, how close you came...
But baby I'm a pro at letting go. I love it when they come and go
But it could have went so many ways, so many ways it can go
Cus aint nobody feels the way that I feel when I'm alone
So If I said that I won't call then that could come natural to me
You probably could have had it all you could have been that lonely star
If we just went on
If we just went on (yeah)
If we just went on
If we just went on
If we just went on (oooh baby)
If we just went on
If we just went on (oh yeah)
If we just went on (oh yeah)
Hey Boys and GIRLS
Aufgepasst! Ihr wollt mich treffen?
Ich euch auch!
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Sollte ich mal nicht erreichbar sein,
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Ich freu mich auf euch!
[2x]
Max Power! Max Power!
I wish Max Power ruled the world.
Ich erzähl euch die Geschichte von 'nem Helden, den ihr kennt.
Er ist nicht nur irgend jemand.
Er ist einer aus der Band!
[2x]
Max Power! Max Power!
I wish Max Power ruled the world.
Er ist die Stimme der Stimmlosen.
Er gibt gern' sein letztes Hemd.
Er ist lingual gebildet, keine Sprach ist ihm fremd!
[4x]
Max Power! Max Power!
I wish Max Power ruled the world.
(Dies ist eine Durchsage: Macht das ihr hier rauskommt)
Max Power! Max Power!
I wish Max Power ruled the world.
Max Power! Max Power!
I wish Max Power ruled the, Power ruled the, Power ruled the world.
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Euer Max Power!
200 Fates entwined inside the plane
We watched as England dropped away from us again
I wasn't waiting
I wasn't sure what I would find
I was prepared to let it happen on its own this time
I had a feeling I was floating into time spent amongst friends
Reintroduced from other strange and wonderful weekends
As the seat belt signs announced the fall
I realised I'd been falling for a while
We'd been falling for some time into Montreal
I saw ice upon the river as the plane came in to land
I heard Joni Mitchell singin' her poems of isolation
The man at immigration said his friends all knew the band
Bizarre to come so far to an outstretched hand and easy conversation
We were welcomed through "arrivals" without the usual transatlantic fuss
And greeted by the fans who led us to the chilly street onto the bus
The snow had hung around on the corners of the vacant lots
And France was singing in the air of High-Rise North America
And as we made our way into the Hotel Hall
The man behind the desk broke a knowing smile and said
"Hello Sir! Welcome back to Montreal"
We hid away for the day in our identical rooms
Like we usually do - another new bed - upside down in our heads
And afternoon was morning and night was afternoon
Only the jet-lagged know the way I sleep tonight
So I skipped home and said "It's me, how are you babe?"
I can't be with you but I can see you on the screen
Technology is wonderful when it isn't in the way
The little one seems older now with every passing day
I hope the vibes are good I'm behaving as I should
Going down to breakfast what time is it now there?
I'll go shopping for shoes or whatever ensues
Je T'aime my darling Je T'aime my darling
See you soon
We were invited to the circus - Guests of honour if you please
By a girl with an Eskimo name
And in the Café of the Cirque 'Soleil
We bought easter eggs from outer space
40 different languages are spoken in this place
And inside the steel-glass building I gazed up to the trapeze
The building 30 metres tall, we watched the acrobat fall
He was quite safe
He was falling into Montreal
Down at the sports bar, the Ice Hockey never ends x2
So up in my room I discovered Leonard Cohen on TV
Live in London, ain't that perfect symmetry?
It warmed the heart to watch him float around the hall
Soaking up, reflecting, radiating
Just as I would tomorrow night on the outstretched tender hands, tender hands, tender hands
Of Montreal
The Fleur de Lis was always kind to me
I'll make the time if ever you should call
The Fleur de Lis was always kind to me
I'll make the time if ever you should call
Instrumental
All my life I tried to be a boy - quite popular with girls
I bought them flowers bought them sweeties - and gave them compliments
But as I'm ugly I've got problems gettin' girls into my room
When I watch them I touch them - they scream and run away
So I decided t'have some pleasure lying lonely in my room
I get my clothes off touch my penis and feel the gluey stuff
When I'm lonely I'm used to masturbate a lot!
Masturbation, hell masturbation saved my life!
Now I'm 60 on retirement and my hand's still my best friend
All lined up for me Floors open beneath my feet
I need some room I don't want to hurt you Take your pills and go to sleep Patience is a virtue blur the lines In the twilight You are falling You keep on calling my name
I'm still waiting on you To save me To save me I'm still waiting on you To come and save me To save me
I'm still waiting on you To save me To save me I'm still waiting on you To come and save me To save me
Give me some room or I will hurt you Patience is not my virtue Montreal She sleeps with the lights on
Last year I saw her in the bakershop nextdoor
she looked into my eyes next moment I went to the floor
she took me home with her and there she grapped into my pants
she is nearly 44 and she took my innocence!
I love her like she is and she is not so young
her hair is gettin' grey - she must be older than my mom
people say I'm pervert and she belong in jail
but I don't really mind - I love her anyway
Since that day I see her ev'ry week and have so much fun
by playing games with her I never thought existed under the sun
she's my riding-teacher - I feel like I'm in paradise
I saw her at the beach she was lying next to me
and she was wearing nothing - a good decision I agree
I think it were her eyes and the way she moved her body
that when she turned to me in my pants began a party
Diggin' in the sand I try to hide what had happened in my pants
and in my head the only question: How to calm down my erection?
What's up with my erection?
To change my thoughts I was thinkin' of the book I read
I thought that was a good idea to get the blood back in my head
but the description of the hills remind' me of the girl ahead
And when she asked me to play games with her I felt my pants turn wet
Every holiday I come here for vacation
cause I like the people and the location
Beautiful girls are having a party -
they wear nice summercloths and shake their bodies
When we are lying here staring at the sun
We don't have any money but we have a lot of fun
Instead of staying home where life can be so cruel
Baby me and you we are just dancin' by the pool
I asked my parents to send me money.
At home it's raining-I think that's funny
Cause here it's hot and we are at the beach again.
I take a bath and then I'll burn my skin
When we are lying here staring at the moon
we're looking at each other and we know what'll happen soon...
Now I'm back home again and everything is boring
I should be there again I should be scoring
And I swear to myself that one day I will move there
'Cause here it is rainin' and there is no pool anywhere!
Lying in my room I'm thinkin' of this time
Black letters on a yellow sign
I used to be a part of it but now i guess for me it´s time
To leave behind this tragedy
My hometown and my history my nightmare and my misery
Balls of fire all around
I would watch it burn down
Eighteen years are long enough
To everyone I never asked to know:
I´ll pack my things and go and
Leave behind this tragedy
My hometown and my history my nightmare and my misery
Even if my car broke down
I would find my way out
Balls of fire all around
I would watch it burn down
I crossed the point of no return
Only forward there´s no back a lesson that i´d like to learn and
Leave behind this tragedy
My hometown and my history my nightmare in my misery
Even if my car broke down
I would find my way out
Balls of fire all around
I would watch it burn down
To everyone I used to know:
I bat we´ll never meet again so thanks for nothing join the show
Even if my car broke down I
Would find my way out
Balls of fire all around
I saw her at the beach she was lying next to me
and she was wearing nothing - a good decision I agree
I think it were her eyes and the way she moved her body
that when she turned to me in my pants began a party
Diggin' in the sand I try to hide what had happened in my pants
and in my head the only question: How to calm down my erection?
What's up with my erection?
To change my thoughts I was thinkin' of the book I read
I thought that was a good idea to get the blood back in my head
but the description of the hills remind' me of the girl ahead
And when she asked me to play games with her I felt my pants turn wet
Lay him down inside the car
Boston en route, not too far
Down another bleak highway
Soothes the morning pain away
What had passed the night before
Room 1206 on the floor
Beautiful, his Bardot and though he's spoiled
She likes him so
He's just a joker flash and cheap
And not to fussy where he sleeps
Before he starts to complain
She wants him to be bad again
So the couple lying there
Teach each other how to swear
Could this be a dirty night?
Adam Ant/Marco Pirroni
Lay him down inside the car
Boston en route, not too far
Down another bleak highway
Soothes the morning pain away
What had passed the night before
Room 1206 on the floor
Beautiful, his Bardot
And though he's spoiled
She likes him so
He's just a joker flash and cheap
And not to fussy where he sleeps
Before he starts to complain
She wants him to be bad again
So the couple lying there
Teach each other how to swear
Could this be a dirty night?
I'm trying to get to you
To the cold and glass and pain
Cutting back on everything
Never on a passing train
Sentence scraps the paper
Could not be there to you
And built-in conversation
What we would never lose
I'm going to Montreal
I won't do what they tell me
No I stay just the same
Tunneled all the pine trees
Still play a wasting game
I'm going, I'm going
I'm going to Montreal
I was looking for an answer
I would never find in you
I was looking for an answer
I'm going, I'm going away
I'm going to Montreal
I was looking for an answer
I would never find in you
Sold all my records
What a stupid thing to do
Going to Montreal
I never had a clue