Alfi Trowers (percussions)
Based (drums)
Moritz Delgado (sax)
Enuff aka Peter Fox aka Pierre Baigorry (vocals)
Ear aka Boundzound aka Demba Nabé (vocals)
Eased aka Dellé aka Frank A. Dellé (vocals)
DJ Luke (DJ)
Jerome "Tchamp" Bugnon (trombone)
"Dubmaster" Reibold (keyboard)
"Rudeboy" Rudy (guitar)
Tobsen Cordes (bass)
Seeed is famous for their unusual use of horn. They have worked with Cee-Lo Green, Anthony B (Waterpumpee), Tanya Stephens, Elephant Man (Shake baby shake), General Degree as well as other Jamaican artists and producers.
Seeed's lyrics are German, English and Patois. Their biggest hits in the German-speaking region were Dickes B, Aufstehn, Ding, Stand Up, Waterpumpee and Music Monks.
Their first smash hit was "Dickes B": a declaration of love to Berlin. They won two ECHO Awards. With the international versions of "Music Monks" and "Next!", they broke through the borders to the surrounding countries, especially France.
Most of the German songs however, are completely translated into English on some of the international versions of the Albums "Next!" and "Music Monks".
http://www.seeed.info/
Molotov
Seeed Lyrics
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Der Himmel wird Pink
Die Nacht beginnt dein Leben macht wieder Sinn
Hmm fühlst du den Asphalt schwingen
Eine Macht die dich in deinen Nachtclub zwingt
Alle wollen hin oder sind auf'm Weg
In deiner Stadt steht der Magnet
Er zieht alle an, alle ziehen sich aus
So sieht es aus
(Hey, hey)
(Hey, hey)
(Hey, hey)
Vom ersten bis vierten Stock
Und im ganzen Block
Boxenalarm, tanzender Mob
Vermummte auf'm Dach
Barrikaden aus Schrott
Der Barmann mixt im Namen von Molotov
Liegen gebliebene Autos, fliegende Fahnen
Alle liegen sich in den Armen, heut Abend
Gibt's miese Bässe und pulsierende Farben
Wir haben Seeed zu tun und ihr habt Seeed im Magen
Egal wo du wohnst
Oder wie du heißt
Egal was du machst
Wir kommen bei dir vorbei
Seeed im Haus
(Hey ho let's go)
Erziehn dein Sohn
(Everybody let go)
Die Tochter verliebt
Kocht uns Speck und Bohn'
The huge catarpillar is rampaging again
Lift you up, then punch you deep within
(Eat that Bass)
Feel it diggin' through your limb
You wanna run, no time to save your skin
Parental advice is a silly joke compared to them
So watch out, you gonna lose your children
Young and Old everybody are following
You better gone, yeah, before you come to ten
(Hey, hey)
(Hey, hey)
(Hey, hey)
Berge versetzt
Das Meer geteilt
Pyramiden gebaut
Und die Erde vereint
Berlin Wests bestes Pferd im Stall
Das ist kein Test, wir schießen Bären ins All
Fans im Orbit, Fans im Wald
Unter Wasser, in der Wüste, im ewigen Eis
Wir sind alt, unsere Ärsche werden breit
Doch wir sind noch sehr sehr, sehr sehr tight
"Molotov" by Seeed is a party anthem that celebrates the energy and excitement of club culture. It begins with a description of a city coming to life as the sun sets and the night begins- the asphalt seems to vibrate with the excitement and everyone rushes towards the nightclubs that promise the wild and exhilarating experience of dancing all night to powerful basslines and pulsing rhythms. The song tells us that Seeed is in the house, and the vibe is intense- the party is happening on multiple levels, and the whole block is taken over by a dance-mad mob. The barman is mixing up drinks in honour of Molotov- a reference to the improvised incendiary devices used in wartime- and the whole scene is wild and anarchic.
What makes the song so fascinating is the way it blends social commentary and political references with a celebration of the hedonistic pleasures of the dancefloor. Its chorus- "seeed im haus" - has become a catchphrase that is both celebratory and almost confrontational, urging people to come together and dance and have fun, no matter their background or status. The lyrics mention "fliegende fahnen" - flying flags- which seems to refer to a rebel spirit that is always ready to question authority and challenge the status quo, but also creates a sense of community and belonging. The final verse is perhaps the most intriguing- it celebrates the way that people can create something great and enduring by coming together across boundaries of race, class, and place. All in all, "Molotov" is a powerful and exciting anthem that captures the energy and spirit of contemporary club culture.
Line by Line Meaning
Die Sonne versinkt
The day is ending
Der Himmel wird Pink
The sky is turning pink
Die Nacht beginnt dein Leben macht wieder Sinn
The night is beginning and it brings meaning to your life
Hmm fühlst du den Asphalt schwingen
You feel the vibration of the asphalt
Eine Macht die dich in deinen Nachtclub zwingt
There's a force that compels you to go to the nightclub
Alle wollen hin oder sind auf'm Weg
Everybody's either on their way or trying to get there
In deiner Stadt steht der Magnet
The city has a magnetic pull
Er zieht alle an, alle ziehen sich aus
Everybody comes and lets loose
Seeed im Haus, wo-Ho
Seeed is in the house
So sieht es aus
That's how it is
(Hey, hey)
Repeating refrain
(Hey, hey)
Repeating refrain
(Hey, hey)
Repeating refrain
Vom ersten bis vierten Stock
From the first to the fourth floor
Und im ganzen Block
And throughout the block
Boxenalarm, tanzender Mob
The music is loud and everyone's dancing
Vermummte auf'm Dach
Hooded people on the roof
Barrikaden aus Schrott
Makeshift barricades
Der Barmann mixt im Namen von Molotov
The bartender is making drinks called Molotov
Liegen gebliebene Autos, fliegende Fahnen
Abandoned cars and flying flags
Alle liegen sich in den Armen, heut Abend
Everybody is hugging tonight
Gibt's miese Bässe und pulsierende Farben
There's rough bass and pulsating colors
Wir haben Seeed zu tun und ihr habt Seeed im Magen
We're getting busy with Seeed and you're soaking it all up
Egal wo du wohnst
It doesn't matter where you live
Oder wie du heißt
Or what your name is
Egal was du machst
Or what you do
Wir kommen bei dir vorbei
We're coming to see you
Seeed im Haus
Seeed is in the house
(Hey ho let's go)
Repeating refrain
Erziehn dein Sohn
We'll raise your son
(Everybody let go)
Repeating refrain
Die Tochter verliebt
Your daughter falls in love
Kocht uns Speck und Bohn'
She cooks us bacon and beans
The huge catarpillar is rampaging again
The music is so powerful that it's like a huge catarpillar rampaging
Lift you up, then punch you deep within
It lifts you up then hits you hard
(Eat that Bass)
Repeating refrain
Feel it diggin' through your limb
You feel it digging through your entire body
You wanna run, no time to save your skin
You want to run, but there's no time to get away
Parental advice is a silly joke compared to them
Compared to the music, parental advice is a joke
So watch out, you gonna lose your children
Watch out, you might lose your kids
Young and Old everybody are following
Both young and old are following along
You better gone, yeah, before you come to ten
You better leave before you regret it
(Hey, hey)
Repeating refrain
(Hey, hey)
Repeating refrain
(Hey, hey)
Repeating refrain
Berge versetzt
Moving mountains
Das Meer geteilt
Parting the sea
Pyramiden gebaut
Building pyramids
Und die Erde vereint
And uniting the Earth
Berlin Wests bestes Pferd im Stall
The best of West Berlin
Das ist kein Test, wir schießen Bären ins All
This is not a test, we're shooting bears into space
Fans im Orbit, Fans im Wald
Fans in space, fans in the forest
Unter Wasser, in der Wüste, im ewigen Eis
Underwater, in the desert, in the eternal ice
Wir sind alt, unsere Ärsche werden breit
We're getting old and our butts are getting wider
Doch wir sind noch sehr sehr, sehr sehr tight
But we're still very, very tight
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Peermusic Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: DAVID CONEN, PIERRE BAIGORRY, DEMBA WENDT, FRANK ALLESSA DELLE, SEBASTIAN KRAJEWSKI, RUEDIGER KUSSEROW, TORSTEN REIBOLD, MORITZ SCHUMACHER, JEROME BUGNON, ALFRED TROWERS, ERIK JASTER, TOBIAS CORDES
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MsShnxn
Ich liebe Euch, Jungs. Ich bin seit zwanzig Jahren Fan. Eure Songs waren immer in meinen Playlists, Euretwegen dance ich seit 20 Jahren im Auto an der Ampel. Ohne Euch wäre mein Leben nicht gewesen, was es war. Und ich nicht der Mensch, der ich bin. Danke! Und R.I.P. Demba, Du wirst immer fehlen. ❤️
FixxxeR208
I love the Molotov part. Such a rhythmic excellence. And with quite a metal breakdown in the end.
Michael Huettich
Sehr sehr sehr sehr tight!
Stephan Scharf
Die Kids sind der Hammer
CrownClown Creations
I remember looking for Peter Fox CDs in Germany and the salesman introduced me to Seeed - couldn't believe I hadn't heard about them before. Been a huge fan ever since!
Tomasz Bugała
Molotov rozpierdzielił mnie na atomy! Tak czadowego kawałka dawno już nie słyszałem :) EXTRA!!!
Martin
Ich kann nicht glauben, dass dieses B.R.E.T.T. schon wieder 11 Jahre alt ist. Soooo ein geiler Song!
Schiebt wie Huf! Danke Seeed.
rankinlad
No need to run and hide, it's a wonderful wonderful life!
Many thanks from Canada for this music.
Phillip LaMew
Wonderful life and all your music brought me out of depression. Thanks Seeed
BRETEY Tamara
I saw you today in Luxembourg, after knowing you for about 13 years... i rock even more in live, i got goosebumps all along. Thank you a thousand time ♡