Grey Magic

 

I know that something good is gonna happen

Don’t know the time when I‘m laying down my weapons

I will return I will let you know when I am done with it

 

I believe that was a one time wonder

I was bewildered by the spell that I am under

Black magic ridiculous just get away with it

 

But I feel I’m expected by the angels

But I feel their love is welcome by the devils too

What a wonder

It come down with a thunder some rhythm’n blues

 

That was the time when a princess had been led it

It was the moment when the feeling should have stepped in

But it was stepping out

It was vanishing like the memory of a long lost lover

 

As if the needles and the puppets and the cruzifix will stop this

And if the rain dances and the sermons gonna top this

If the seas might split to praise the resurrection of the Lord

 

So I feel I’m expected by the angels

And I feel their love is welcome by the devils too

What a wonder

It all came down with a thunder pray spread the news

 

First the sailors will triumphantly walk upon the water

Then they will decode the sectres of the lotteries

But I’m ready to die rather simply as soon as I feel love

 

 

Handfuls of Paper Money

 

Take a look at the city walls

And how the serpent´s lying still

The underworld waits for the day to fall

The junkeys smile cause fall it will

 

And handfuls of paper money

Land on the babys´ beds

And most of the rain that´s coming down

Hits right in the baby´s face

 

At the corners the martyrs wait

Don´t cough out the dust they breathe

There are dogs with broken fingernails

Matyrs are just the guys that they don´t really need

 

And handfuls of paper money

Lie on the baby´s beds

And I don´t really know what is so funny

But there´s a smile upon her face

 

Press agencies and dirty subway cabs

And bottled beers and mobile phones

 

Neon temples and tangled spider webs

And country bands and broken homes

 

Smoking dope won´t kill this jelousy

And wulf-eyed shoe-shine boys can´t help

 

And they´re just trying to get your sympathy

To feel you heal you steal you just like anybody else

 

An angel´s flying in says don´t worry

Opens his soft packed cigarettes

Offers you one and says I´m sorry

But your loneliness is all that you have

 

 

In a Beekeeping Mood

 

Love me tomorrow or today

I’m not Jim Morrison

I’m not even Daniel Day Lewis’s son

Not even if I could play

 

I had this thought I’d never die

One life you have

Like a thought that’s passing by

But in this heart of mine

The present time will never fade

 

First I thought it was picture

Then I found it was you

In a balloon in early June

In a beekeeping mood

 

But in this heart of mine

The present time will never fade

 

A friendly clown with the clearest eyes

Was coming your way

Don’t mind if there’s a carnival

There’s something you can’t play

You can’t play the morning

That’s falling from the moon

 

First I thought it was picture

Then I found it was you

In a balloon in early June

In a beekeeping mood

 

But this love of ours

Is heading out for flowers or trees in bloom

 

 

Infantry

 

I brought the infantry when love was needed

Placing arrows on a flipchart in direction of attack

I pushed so consequently on the weakest spot but I forgot

There was your beauty and with a big force it struck back

 

And all this jealousy brought a brutality

A thousand regiments of cavalry

And all this jealousy brought war right over me

 

I cried for air support I cried I’m wounded

I cried for a medic I cried for you as you stood there in the haze

You stroked my hair and as the doctor came with a saw you just said no

His heart is gonna stay there in its place

 

And all this jealousy brought a brutality

A thousand tanks lots of artillery

And all this jealousy brought war right over me

 

 

Jesus on an Iron Cross

 

You walk into free entrance parties

Finding gold in silver mines

You keep an eye on the goodly-hearted

And see how the goodly-hearted just waste their time

 

Cause the guys in the last row are not missing

You won’t find them when they’re lost

Out of the walls he has grown as they try to start pissing

A Jesus on an iron cross

 

There’s ice cream in your other hand

Cause your left is filled with dynamite

An explosion of coincidences

Fading over into a fevery sky

 

My brain has flown into the garden

And kissed my lover on her thighs

My head fell off and begged her pardon

But hit a kid that just walked by saying

 

My mama kissed an evil stranger

He took her hand and placed it right

It’s her life but it’s my danger

So kill me if you have the time

 

Cause the guys in the last row are not missing

You won’t find them when they’re lost

Out of the wall he has grown as they try to start kissing

A Jesus on an iron cross

 

 

Just one

 

Just one sun per day and person

Gods however as many as you can fantasize

And if nothing‘s ever really glowing the TV biz will help you improvise

 

Just one circus for every city

Just one husband and for some sadly just one wife

And if the sword swallower is happening to sneeze it’s most likely just one life

 

Just one million US dollars

Each year being shipped onto my secret band account

The label bosses telling me hey it’s the secrecy

It’s the secrecy and the humility that counts

 

Just one time one blink one kiss one fuck one thunder

Just one cloud disolving back into the sun

Just one clown hey that is me

Messing up in counting up to one

 

Just one password a boring line of numbers

Like a pirate movie treasure burried in the ground

And just one second then you forget it

And watch it drifting back into some unknown kind of south

 

 

Left Handed Serpent

 

He’s a left handed serpent the only thing he can do with his right

Is to wave hello and goodbye and king-style

 

He wouldn’t know how he feels but made a face that said don’t ask

Just be slightly disturbed about my unfortunate and completly helpless state of mind

 

If he walks down the street the houses lying still people would watch

But the overwhelming majority of people just wouldn’t waste a glance on him

 

You can’t apply democracy to people who can’t feel that there is no such

Thing as perfection when it comes to human life in and out this very stratosphere

 

He’s a left handed serpent he’s much faster than you think

He can tell the time by the way the sun hits the lines of your face at dawn

 

He’s the biggest wonder and he meets the fact he’s not famous in London and New York

With a spectacular humility a messiah-like readiness to forgive the world

 

But if he walks down the street the houses lying still the universe breathes

But he’s not affected by the kind of ready rhythm of the stream

 

If he just could fall if he just could scream if he only could get real

He could be released from the forces of an on and on and on and on going childhood dream

 

So sweet so deep so filled with horror and defeat

So sweet so deep so filled with horror and relief

 

Limited Soldier

 

I’m a limited soldier

And whatever they told you it’s not right

I’m a primitive dancer

I dance the dance of romances

It’s more like a flight

 

When they told me form a fist

I said put it on the list I’m a loser

But I also lost the list at least I don’t know where it is

I think the freezer

 

I am heavenly blinded

I’m sad but I don’t mind it

And I try this freedom with a smile

I’m apparently gifted

I’m like a stone you can’t lift it

And that’s why I didn’t lie about the flight

 

The ghosts the rabbits they felt a little uneasy

They start the motor they start to run

Their revolution’s quick and a little bit cheesy

I saw the photos with their wooden guns

 

I’m a limited soldier

And whatever they told you it’s not right

I’m a primitive dancer

I do the dance of romances

It’s more like a flight

 

I tiptoed once around the sun

It’s less a tango more a run my revolution

If you think I might have faked it

My clothes are burned that’s why I’m naked

Now there’s this institution

Ernesty International

 

I’m undefeatedly grinning

My life is nothing but winning

So I don’t try to hide behind the sweetness of my smile

I’m undeniably dreaming

I dream from morning to evening

So I don’t try to hide behind the sweetness of my smile

I’m unexpectedly laughing

When you ask I say it’s because of nothing

So I don’t try to hide behind the sweetness of my smile

 

 

Liz Taylor

 

Love me tomorrow or today

I’m not Liz Taylor

I’m not even Doris Day having fun

Not even if I could play

 

I had this thought I’d never die

One life you have

Like a thought that’s passing by

But in this heart of mine

The present time will never fade

 

First I thought it was picture

Then I found it was you

In a balloon in early June

In a beekeeping mood

 

A friendly clown with the clearest eyes

Is coming your way

Don’t mind if there’s a carnival

There’s something you can’t play

You can’t play the morning

That’s falling from the moon

 

First I thought it was picture

Then I found it was you

In a balloon in early June

In a beekeeping mood

 

 

Love is just Love

 

One walks with boots ten inches high

One makes you laugh until you cry

One did white magic on her former boyfriend

 

One has no trouble saying no

One climbs the stage tells me to throw her down my phone number

Says I will be in town the whole weekend

 

And one waits at the station

All covered up with stardust and languages from twenty nations

One is dancing like a majesty

Says she’d give up all her lovers right for me

One is clever one is free

One has eyes so pure that one glance makes you believe

 

One writes books that touch your soul

One gets wild and crazy on alcohol

One shows you how to swim across the sad and deepest oceans

 

One knows all human weaknesses by name

One makes you feel that life’s a game

One makes you come by just touching your shoulder

She’s capable of understanding your most mysterious emotions

 

And one turns yourself right into you

She’s happy being close to you

She’s happy being close to you

One makes you find out that life is easy

She says you just know how to please me

She makes you feel like a man

And your jealousy and not knowing what to say

Just get washed away by the rain

 

As long as you’ll be there I will be by your side

Love is just love is just love is just love

Love is just love is just love is just love

You’re the one I love

Love Love

 

I always thought it´s very funny

That I had no valid kind of money

The best solution anyway

Is the one you need no words to say about

 

Love in the factory and on the floor

Love by good bye kiss and via radio

Love love love

There's too much love

 

Sensation baby mustache´s grown

A little bit of attention´s drawn from the streets

Even the football players stared a lot

As I smashed the ball with a kind of a pistol shot speed

Love in the factory and on the floor

Love by good bye kiss and via radio

Love love love

There's too much love

 

All mothers fathers spilled their coffee

On my shirt then speak right from above me

That doesn´t matter does it

So for some reason I try to be as good

As the son of Saint Mary and Robin Hood

Love in the factory and on the floor

Love by good bye kiss and via radio

Love love love

There's too much love

 

I thought I learned the alphabet

But as I saw her I wished that I had a single god-damn tone to speak

The perfect adaption I'm afraid

Could not be achieved

Although we played the Romeo and Julie thing so patiently

So love in the factory and on the floor

Love by good bye kiss and via radio

Love love love

There's too much love

 

Master & Child 

 

You were the master and I was the child

You were the master and I was the child

 

Out of the woods you came

It was your masterplan

 

I was the child

I was the child

  

24 minutes that lasted all of my life

24 minutes that lasted all of my life

 

Out of the walls you came

I touched you with my hands

 

I was the child

I was the child

I’s just the child

 

You are my loneliness the silence of my words

My body is a figure stolen without no alerts

 

Into the woods it’s gone

Not used by anyone

 

Goodbye you

Goodbye me

Not used by you

Not used by me

You were the master and I was the child

You were the master and I was the child

 

 

Money

 

I’m undefiably weary

Alone like only a child can be

I found this cake in a plastic bag

We could share it and afterwards try sharing a smile

 

I’m not good in hellos

I’m bad in goodbyes

I still got some days that really don’t seem to be a part of my life

 

Money take it I don’t need it anymore

Your hand if you want to I can shake it

But if we all leave what are we shaking it for

 

We all leave one day or another

So let’s get lovers

 

I’m frequently talking

At least most of the time

I told you about how I was saving a bird in a stairway but was it to make me look good

Me the savior of animal lives

 

Good love and good life

The more expensive the tickets

The better the sound and the better the light

 

So money take it

I hope the band sees at least a part of it after the show

My heart I sometimes mistake it

It just doesn’t care what it’s beating for

 

We all leave one day or another

So let’s get lovers

 

 

Nine Decades of the Deepest Loneliness

 

I wish that I’m not Jesus Christ

I wish I’m not sailors wife

I wish I could see

 

That the suns of the morning will come

And my heart it will be pounding

And the radio will play a song

About nine decades of the deepest loneliness

 

And the telephone wires on the streets

Are on fire for lovers of the passing priest

And even the bastards do not weep

 

Cause the suns of the morning will come

And their worlds they will be shining

I don’t know how they could have begun

Those nine decades of the deepest loneliness

And the master-minded cowboy freaks

Told everyone their souls to keep

But me I don’t know how to speak to you

 

And the suns of the morning will come

And out hearts they will be talking

I can’t believe how we could have gone on

Through nine decades of the deepest loneliness

 

 

Not Alaska

 

I’m disappearing out of this town

I’m hereby agreeing that you are the one

That gets the flat and the dishes and the bed

If you want all that

 

I’m not saying where I will go

It’s no matter of playing cause I just don’t know

Maybe Alaska

Oh no no no no no

They got this governor there that is so stupid

 

I’m not exactly happy with what I am

But I have this sadness that wants me to change

Become a farmers right hand

Maybe start a career at the fire brigade

Set my alarm clock become a bakerman

 

 

Not me but you

 

Have my hands out of my pockets fort he majesties to please

I have good and bad so neatly divided

I got it stretched out before gods that I cannot see

I wish I had a real companion

I wish I wouldn’t have pushed away you

 

You put my hand into your pocket

I feel your body underneath

This is not me

It’s you

 

The captains run their aeroplanes

The spacemen reach their stars

The junkies shoot their heroin

The dead lost the places where they are

Just don’t know why we’re divided

Cause love will always be there

I miss you

I miss you

 

 

Obvious

 

You’re invited by the upper classes

Of every city in and out of sight

They pay you helicopter flights

 

When talking to the women you are perfectly yourself

Just an other reason why

You’re so muched liked

 

It’s so obvious that I envy you

It’s so obvious I just want that too

That’s just why I fight you

 

They’re offering you all kinds of money

For your opinion on the nation

That’s of course in international rotation

 

They love your songs they love the way you sing them

They just won’t let you die

You take it with a more experimental version

Of one of your humble smiles

 

It’s so obvious that I envy you

It’s so obvious I just want that too

That’s just why I fight you

 

Oh Myself

 

The messengers the good behaviours the flagstore ships the part time labours

The nation’s saviours the ex tax haven‘s neighbour’s time will come without myself

 

The streets the cars are wrapped in silence the professors terminate their guidance

The bebop lovers hide their love away

 

The girls in bathing suits still dancing the sheep still staring at the fences

The honeymoons that last another day

 

Away I run away away I run away

 

The death tolls and the secret admirers they keep it all so secret the buyers

And the sellers and the ones that make both pay

 

The bread and butter jobs the cities the adult movie actresses

The facebook jokes that kind of sadly make your day

 

Oh myself I’m overstrained with it sometimes

Oh myself come back some other time

 

Away I run away away I run away

 

The ground staff and the microphone inventors the singers and the money lenders

The programmers of games you hate to play

 

The f-word users time abusers e-bike-cruisers money-losers

The sinking ships whose captains choose to stay

 

Away I run away away I run away

 

Oh myself I’m overstrained with it sometimes

Oh myself come back some other time

 

The rock stars turning 87 the fears the joys when you were eleven

The pocket gods you had no words to pray

 

The mothers and their influences the refugees and their last chances

The Misses Worlds with one eye on what the TV cooks might say

 

The landlords and the demagogues their emptiness the 12 o’clocks

The signs of age the yous the wes the theys

 

Away I run away

 

The pics where you can’t stand your faces the ones where you can’t recall the places

The new beginnings every sixth or seventh day

 

Philip Seymour Hoffman

 

We all live our lives

We all fear the night

And the stars come and go

 

Philip Seymour Hoffman’s walking barefoot down the road

His look is calm with no alarms

He meets his son and his daughter

 

Harry Dean Stanton is unbuttoning his coat

Says look at this believes it’s his

Chance to get away from his mother

 

William H. Macy is kind of desperatly in love

Madly fond of her but he refuses to suffer

Not me again in the shadows

 

Samuel L. Jackson still tangled in what he was dreaming of

His evil side in form of a bright

Grinning Casanova kind of fellow

 

They all live their lives and what drives them remains a riddle

They all fear the night and all its obstacles in the middle

 

Tommy Lee Jones is pointing to the sea

Says it’s been a long trip one’s never sure if they can turn it

Into a kind of beautiful adventure

 

Francis Ford Coppola repeatedly appeared right in my flat

Says man we’re all stranded time is the saint and the bandit

It’s the most unbelievable creature

 

So we all live our lives and what drives us remains a riddle

We all fear the night and all its obstacles in the middle

And the stars come the stars they come and go

 

Mimi O’Donell feels she’s no more in need

Of superiority now has a family

The whole thing with man son and daughter

 

 

Quite a Bit of Background Noise up here

 

If your home is an ocean

If your fingers are soaked by the wet

If your ship is a bed

And your dreams are like aeroplanes

 

If this heart was the storm

That would blow your sails

On a permanent level of hope

Hope to feel love

Greatest hope to feel love

 

If your days were the friends

Welcoming you every morning

With hands outstretched towards your soul

Your greatest hope to feel love

 

Cause if your soul was the sky

And we both had a picture of it in your eyes

We’d stand there

As a kind of United Nations Organization

Greatest hope to feel love

 

If this heart was a ship

And if this heart would be above sea level

If I understood that checking my e-mails

Is better than travelling

Travelling by unravelling

 

If I succeeded stopping the bleeding at once

I’d surly be the first of the last 2000 people

Endeavouring to live

 

So we’re breathing the same air

This is a moment that we share

We’re fearless and we’re stupid

It’s moonlight that we wear

Cause these are the nights that we share

 

We’re breathing the same air

This is the reason that we share