YELLOW SOCKS & ANGST
Knitting by the fire
Grandma is knitting
Ooooooooooooooooh….
By the fire
Electric fire
Television on a Saturday night
Rudi Carell on the television
Men are smoking cigars
Playing cards
By the fire
Men are drinking
Grandma is knitting a sweater
Grey sweater
Electric fire
Rudi Carell
Grandma is knitting a sweater and
Socks socks yellow socks
Socks socks yellow socks
And angst
My grandson is going to the North
With his band
I’m loosing him more, everyday
He’s getting smaller
Like the little boy
In my heart
In my heart
Between businessmen and truckdrivers
Plastic bags with aquavit and salmiakki
Outside
The world is changing
My life is changing
I saw the beauty of the world
Three little stars in the blue morning sky
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2.Flowershop ‘Forget-Me-Not
When we live We live a while
Like cellophane flowers and Edelweiss
When we live We live a while
Like dinosaurs and butterflies
Then we die Goodbye
When we walk We walk a while
On Penny Lane and Arnold Grove
When we walk We walk a while
On never ending roads and dead end streets
Then we turn We turn
Life is a cadeau You can get it for free
Love is bouquet you can get it for free
In the flowershop
When we love We love a while
Like Nikki and Jean
Like cats and dogs
When we love We love a while
Like Yoko and John
Like Gilbert and George
Then we burn We burn
Life is a chateau You can live there with me
Love is a bouquet You can get it for free
In the flowershop
When we drive We drive a while
On Autobahn and winding roads
Then we turn
When we live We live a while
Like lilies of the valley and fleurs de lis
The we die Goodbye
Life is a cadeau You can get it for free
Love is bouquet You can get it for free
In the flowershop Forget-me-not
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3.Radio Orange
My brother and sister
they walked back
For hours to our house without a map
Under the table
Hide themselves
My mother found them
Without a word she took them in her open arms
The hunger, the danger
They will never have to go
Back to the farm
The German soldiers with their heads down
They were walking back to the east
Along the highway
We were watching
Surprised by the age of the soldiers…our enemy
My mother had a headache on the 4th of May
After 5 years of darkness there’s light on Liberation day
When there’s white bread falling from the sky
When the people were singing and dancing in the streets
She was in bed all day under the sheets
Too much light after years of darkness
Darkness
In a suitcase in the attic
I found a photograph
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4.Lits- Jumeaux
The David’s star
On my wintercoat
My mother took it off to hide it
In the drawer
New buttons on
My Sunday shirt
She ironed it and put
On the table
On the wall
a poster of the Führer
‘Fanta erfrischt’
on the wall
a poster of a US soldier
‘What I want is a coke’
Mother ironed my black shirt
And hung my uniform on the wall
SS on the sleeves
New buttons
Swastika
On my black shirt
We are sleeping
In lits-jumeaux
A thin wall between us
A thin wall bewteen 2 houses, 29 and 31
A shadow play
Elfenbein und schwarzer Stahl
In lits-jumeaux
a shadow play on the wallpaper with flowers
shadows of the war… the battlefields…and trains
a shadow play
puppets on a string
trains
buttons
ivory
black steel
Elfenbein Schwarzer Stahl
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5. Two Sisters
How can we fall asleep
How can we close our eyes
When the world’s on fire
How can we rest our head
How can we close our eyes
When the world is burning
How can we fall asleep
How can we close our eyes
When the world’s on fire
How can we rest our head
How can we close our eyes
When the world is burning
With my little sister
In our blue canoe
On a chocolate river
How can I protect you
In the station’s hall
Looking at all the paintings on the wall
So many different trains going in all directions
Like the rose of a compass
My little sister
In our blue canoe
On a chocolate river
Falling asleep
How can we fall asleep
How can we close our eyes
When the world is burning
How can we fall asleep
How can we close our eyes
When the world’s on fire
And my little sister….
6.Pockets of Rain
Pockets of Rain
Shall I start it again?
Pockets of Rain
Look at the weatherman
With a cloud in his hand
Pockets of Rain
The rain falling down
From his fingers
Pockets of rain
I am searching a name
Pockets of rain
In the holes of my brain
In a maze
Pockets of rain
In my soul
In my heart
In my brain
Im an old man
With a shadow falling down
The rain beats
My heart beats
Pitter patter pitter patter pitter patter
The rain falls
My heart falls
Pitter patter pitter patter pitter patter
I’m an old weatherman
With a cloud
Spring summer autumn winter
Pitter patter pitter patter pitter patter
My father is skating on the river of ice
Kish kish kish kish……
Looking at the shadows
An old man in a cloud
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7.Along a German River
In Köln
I C E
Next to Elvis
I sit down
And we’re riding
Along a German river
I don’t know why she calling me
Gladys Love
Along a German river
I sit down
Next to Elvis
Along a German river
Muss i denn
Und Du mein Schatz bleibst hier
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8.Cow with Spleen
I’m alone in a field
It’s a night with rain
When darkness falls
I’m a cow with spleen
Everybody is hungry
The last winter of the war
They are looking at me
I’m a piece of meat
I’m a cow with spleen
Boo
Now the snow is falling
It is freezing cold
My skin is covered with ice
Like I’m already in the freezer
I’m all alone
And I can’t explain
Why everybody is looking at me
I’m a cow with spleen
Boo
I’m alone in a field
A night with snow
It’s a cold cold winter
I’m a cow in a meadow
It’s a Christmas dinner
In the hungry winter
I’m on the table
My brain, my heart, my kidney and my liver
I’m all alone
And I can’t explain
Why everybody is looking at me
I’m a cow with spleen
Now the snow is falling
It’s freezing cold
No milk today
I’m a cow with spleen
9.Breitner on a Kreidler
We live in photographs
We live in memories
Until we fade away
We never age another day
Another day
We live in photographs
We never age another day
We live in memories
another day
Until we fade away
We live in memories
In my eye
In my leica
Breitner on a Kreidler
Monet on a Mobylette
We live in photographs
Looking for
We live in memories
Buildings
We never age another day
Breitner on a Kreidler
Looking at buildings
Buildings
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10.Zündapp nach Oberheim
Zündapp nach Oberheim
Kreidler nach Korg
ARP Odyssee
The river is a synthesizer
Es geht weiter
Weiter geht es nicht
We’re stuck inside Karlsruhe
….with the Darmstadt blues again…..
Aber Ruhe gibt es nicht
Zündapp nach Oberheim
Kreidler nach Korg
ARP Odyssee
The river is a synthesizer
Weiter geht es nicht