Beam: Vocals / Guitar / Bass / Percussion
M.C. Ugh: Guitar
Andreas „Boonkid Jackson“ Scheibler: Drums
Hans Dinkelaker: Bass
Knipper: Harp / Backing Vocals
Maike Hofmann: Backing Vocals
Tina Müller: Backing Vocals
Stefan „Robin“ Büchler: Backing Vocals
Raphael „Raffa“ Winter: Drums
Philipp Bellinger: Drums
Uwe Herr: Slide Guitar
Sebastian Littin: Bassoon

Label: Brettklang Records
Producer: Fred Rapp
Recorded by Fred Rapp
Mixed by Fred Rapp & Oliver Noack
Mastered by Juergen Lusky
Studios: Fr-Music Schramberg, Temple Music Freiburg, HOFA Karlsdorf

There’s a heart that to break
Will take more than a lifetime
Cause it learned how to make it
In this cruel world of sexcrime
And the lies girls are told
By those creatures out of nightmares
Make you strong cause you know
What your ma said bout the nice guys
Make them yours take them home
Let ‚em sit and watch the sports channels alone
Until you finally come to find
That you know nothing bout what’s gone with the wind

There’s a song that to sing
Will take more than just a record
And a button that to press
Is as easy as to piss
And there’s a voice that to hear
Will take more than just a bourbon
And guitars that to play
Is a pleasure for the people
In the clubs and the pubs
Where you heal your daytime wounds
That you received from your boss
Who’s an asshole and knows nothing bout what’s gone with the wind

words & music by tim beam, october 2000

I walk into an empty bar
And i sit down for a beer
I light up one of my lucky stars
And i wonder what are you doing here
You’re too good dressed for hanging out here
You look too sad for having what you want
But these are the days of the lonely people
Who don’t know where they belong

My eyes go down your fishnet stockings
You took of your high heel shoes
On the table a glass of wine
You’re pretending that you’re reading the news
I better move my ass over
Cause maybe you’re open for a talk
These are the days of the lonely people
Maybe i can light up your spark

You talk about your husband
He’s away on business
I talk about the boys in the band
And we end up at my place
Cause you don’t wanna scare your kids
As I awake in the morning
You’re standing in the door with your coat on
These are the days of the lonely people
Who don’t know where they belong
These are the days of the lonely people
Who don’t know where they belong
These are the days of the lonely people
Who don’t know where they belong

words & music by tim Beam, december 1994/january 1995

Still Alive has been your favourite song
Believe it or not i thought about you a whole day long
Where are you now?
What do you do?
Are you still in love with sue?
And your little son
Does he grow up strong?
Can you tell me something new?

Remember that night in the hotel bar
We were invited by this girl
You kissed her in the car
Where is she now?
What do you know?
Did you give her a call?
4-9-6-0 I love you so
My god we had a ball

During all these years
I’ve seen so many faces passin’ by
Gentlemen and queens
Some pale and tend to stay some born to fly
And I wonder if it’s worth it
Cause success is still so small
Well when I’m out there sweating singin’
I tell you i love it after all
I love it after all (love it after all)
I love it after all (love it after all)
I love it after all

I can tell you it sounds better now that you’re away babe
Go and feed your little son or argue with your girlfriend
Good luck with your restaurant
Sell some tasty space cakes
I’ll drop in for a few drinks some time

Still Alive has been your favourite song

words & music: tim beam, april 1998