Bike in Head

  (Hofstede/Kloet/Stips - Hofstede)

Wake me up

Sunray

On this bright sunny summerday

Leave my bed

Bike in head

Clear blue sky

Bird and kite

On this day

Time is on my side

Someone said

Bike in head

On a shadow lane

Between big trees

Bike-chain spins

And frame freezes

I have seen the vilages in green

Meadows cut by ditches in between

Lines I've read

Bike in head

Can't you hear

Can't you hear what they say

Can't you hear

Artis bought an elephant today

Wake me up

Sun-ray

On this bright sunny summerday

Leave my bed

Bike in head

Is this the real world!

Am I alive

Is this the real world!

Am I alive

Is this the real world!

Is this the real world!

Port of Amsterdam

 (Hofstede/Kloet/Stips - Hofstede)

We're sailing on an ocean

On an ocean

And the time flies

We left the port of amsterdam

We wave our hands

And say goodbye

We say goodbye goodye

The heart is at the wheel tonight

The wheel tonight is turning west

The moon is on the sea and shines

On waves that never take a rest

We say goodbye goodbye

We say

Goodbye

We're heading for no destiny

No destiny is on our mind

The morning breaks

The evening falls

And we can leave the world behind

I know there are some problems

But I'm gonna have to solve them

When I'm older

For now I've got a bottle and a blanket

And I use it when it's colder

We say goodbye goodbye

We say goodbye goodbye

Ja ja ja ja ja ja ja ja ja ja ja ja

We're sailing on an ocean

On an ocean

And the time flies

We left the port of amsterdam

We wave our hands

And say goodbye

We say goodbye goodbye

We say goodbye goodbye

Typist of Candy

 (Hofstede/Kloet/Stips - Hofstede)

One key of her typewriter's 4 and the sign of percent

She says that it looks like the face of a former boyfriend

She once typed a whole page of those little noughts and fours

And one big x at the bottom meant 'over' of course

With a backbone of candy she's sitting behind her machine

Her eyes are as the stars in the sky and they're green

Tap tap tap with one finger on the same key

I know its the key of the dollar

She's looking at me

Don't think that it's easy

Don't think that it pleases me

In big hands

Of people who want it all

In big hands

Of people who want it all

My typist of candy you're feeling so sad and so blue

And where is that pretty girl I once knew

She taps the whole paper black and she gives it to me

My typist of candy there's only one question mark key

Don't think that it's easy

Don't think that it pleases me

In big hands

Of people who want it all

Home Before Dark

  (Hofstede/Kloet/Stips - Hofstede)

Another car is stopping for gas

Be careful with that burning match

The radio is playing Nat King Cole

Nat King Cole sings

Another stranger turns the wheel

I stay behind in silence and feel

The oil on overall and hands

Is all that's left, all left for me

Better late than never

Here come the sunny days

You keep your eyes wide open

And all I say is

Yes yes yes yes yes me too

I'm ready for a kick in the back

I'm ready for another hopeless wreck

I'm ready for a night so long and black

So long and black

Better late than never

Here come the sunny days

I keep my eyes wide open

Here come the best years of my life

And all I say is

Yes yes yes yes yes me too

Another night of counting cars

The magazines and candy bars

And everybody's driving home

They're home, home before dark

The Singing Telegram

 (Hofstede/Kloet/Stips - Hofstede)

Oh when, when will I see you

Oh when, when will I see you

On a highway in a car

On a river in a boat

In a town where everyone is sleeping

It doesn't matter where you go

Oh when

Erom On

 (Hofstede/Kloet/Stips - Hofstede)

I'm fighting it fighting it fighting it

Till I am winning

Rewinding it winding it winding it

Till the beginning

Erom on

I open the window

Open the door

When I'm closing

My room and my house

And backwards I'm walking

To your house

Erom on

It's like driving a car

By looking in the mirror

Forwards in reverse

I'm touching the walls

And the corners

Erom on

You say words in reverse

You say words in reverse

A doorplate your number

I go up the steps to your room

I'm facing you facing you facing you

And you are saying "erom on"

Erom on

You say words in reverse

You say words in reverse

I'm walking to my room

I'm closing the door

Erom on

No more

Sleep

 (Hofstede/Kloet/Stips - Hofstede)

In the black of the night

In the black of the night

There's a flashing light

Shining bright shining bright

What happens now to your eyes so suddenly

What happens now to your eyes

Wer reitet so spaet

Durch nacht und wind

Darling child come with me

My daughters sing and rock you to sleep

In the back of the car

In the back of the car

Who cares where you are

No one cares

No one cares

What happens now to your eyes so sad and lonely

What happens now to your eyes

So suddenly

What happens now to your eyes

Du liebest kind komm geh mit mir

Can't you hear

Can't you see

There is someone

In the black

Of the night

There's a flashing

Light

Shining bright

Wer reitet so spät

Durch nacht und wind

Es ist der vater

Mit seinem kind

Pillow Talk

  (Hofstede/Kloet/Stips - Hofstede)

Somebody said

You better not forget

To put heart

In front of head

I know it's true

I've been thinking of you

And all the words

That you have said

Pillow talk to me

Pillow talk to me

Pillow you talk to me

Pillow you talk to me

Like a puff of smoke

You disappeared

When I awoke

Today

The heart breaks slow

The headaches follow

The shape of you will fade away

Pillow talk to me

Pillow talk to me

Pillow talk to me

Pillow you talk to me

Cabins

 (Hofstede/Kloet/Stips - Hofstede)

I'm taking my time

I am travelling

I am travelling

You, taking your time

You're travelling

You're travelling

It makes no difference

Where we are

What they say

Tomorrow we will sail away

Every night a falling star

In cabins

On a black sea

In cabins

On a black sea

Kiss me

I'm biding my time

I'm not worrying

I'm not worrying

You, biding your time

You're not worrying

You're not worrying

It makes no difference

Where we are

What they say

Tomorrow we are far away

Every night a falling star

In cabins

On a black sea

In cabins

On a black sea

Kiss me

Under a Canoe

 (Hofstede/Kloet/Stips - Hofstede)

I roll up the sleeves

Can she bake a cathedral

Under a canoe

I'm a swimmer in blue

I roll up the sleeves

She takes a lot of pictures

Of animals in water

Fish

Fish

Fish

Under a canoe

A shirt is waving in the meadow

Shirt is waving in the meadow

A shirt is waving in the meadow

Shirt is waving in the meadow

I roll up the sleeves

The night lies on her shoulders

Under a canoe

I'm a swimmer in blue

A shirt is waving in the meadow

Shirt is waving in the meadow

A shirt is waving in the meadow

Shirt is waving in the meadow

Cranedriver

  (Hofstede/Kloet/Stips - Hofstede)

It's early in the morning

He's climbing up

The ladder to the top

Of his crane

He's smoking a cigarette

In his cockpit of glass

Look down

The town's

Still asleep

Peter and I were walking

Along the long canal

We could smell the factory

Smoke

Dirty filling-station

We arranged the row of cans

Till they said so so so so

Cranedriver lift me up

Put me in my past

Cranedriver lift me up

Cranedriver lift me up

Put me in my past

Cranedriver lift me up

Now Peter's building houses

I am a keeper of records

Both of '51

The cranedriver's climbing down

Every step a year

It takes him twenty to the ground

Cranedriver lift me up

Put me in my past

Cranedriver lift me up

Cranedriver lift me up

Put me in my past

Cranedriver lift me up

5 Hammering Men

 (Hofstede/Kloet/Stips - Hofstede)

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