Five Fingers

I smoke five fingers

In an Egyptian jail

The following singers

John… Bob… Leonard and Neil

Forever on my trail

I left my mummy

In the Valley of Kings

His voice is haunting me

In my head he sings

Dance with me Egyptian girl

I’m looking at you

With the eyes of the world

On Tahrir Square

With your pretty black dress

I see your eyes and yes yes yes

Let the window open

In the pale moonlight

I was looking at the green eyes

The green eyes of my bride

I smoke five fingers

In an Egyptian jail

The following singers

John…Bob… Leonard and Neil

Forever on my trail

Dance with me Egyptian girl

I’m looking at you

with the eyes of the world

On Tahrir Square

with your pretty black dress

I see your eyes and yes yes yes

I smoke five fingers

In an Egyptian jail

Love Locks

Lovers in Florence

Walking on the bridge

Locking their love locks

Sealed with a kiss

Throwing the key

Into the Arno

Love never dies

Lovers in Cologne

On the Hohenzollern bridge

Locking their love locks

Forever mine

Throwing the key

Into the Rhine

Love never dies

Porte de la Chapelle

Porte des Lilas

Porte de Bercy

Porte d’Italie

Porte Dauphine

Porte de Clichy

Love never dies

Call my name every night

I am falling down into the light

Falling slow so slow

Into a hole in the time

from the Kornhaus bridge

Into the river

I’ve seen her

In the headlights of the night

Princess of Darkness

Qui est elle?

Passing Porte de la Chapelle

She said love is a ring

A ring around Paris

Love never dies

No

I don’t know

Will my love grow

Last night I dreamed

That I was small

I was walking from her hand

To her elbow and her shoulder

Till I came to her ear

This is what I told her…

Love never dies

Man on a Wire

Standing on a wire

Looking at the world down below

Walking on a wire is easy

Because there’s one way to go

A truck on a street

Looks like an orange beetle

I know, I make it, I cannot make it

Loosing my life

With my hopes and my dreams

When I fall down

Fall down

Man on wire

Walking on Broadway

Standing on Greenwich

Looking at the man in the clouds

Between the two towers

A shirt is falling

Everybody shouts

Man on a wire looks like an orange beetle

I hope he makes it, he cannot make it

Horns of the cars

Ferries whistle

Flying flying

I’m not a bird, I will fall like a stone

I’m a man on a wire, so leave me alone

It’s so quiet up here

Living my life like an orange beetle

I know, I make it, I cannot make it

Loosing my life

With my hopes and my dreams

When I fall down, fall down

I may be stupid, I’m not a bird

It’s so quiet up here, leave me alone

Man on wire

Blue Things

There are so many blue things

In this world

The sky and the river and the sea

You love do me

Love do me

I was a soldier in your time

I had a river in my spine

The sky and the sea

You love do me

That’s when the rain stopped

That’s when the snow fell

That’s when the sun

Came through the clouds

There are so many blue things

In this world

The sky and the river and the sea

You love do me

Love do me

That’s when the rain stopped

That’s when the snow fell

That’s when the sun came

Through the clouds

That’s when the rain falls

That’s when the snow falls

I have to fall for you

Sometime

The Poor

What can I do

What can I say

We live in a wilderness

We live in the grey

Where the poor are poor

And the rich are rich

No one knows what time it is

I can build myself

A fallout shelter

In my house

What can I say

What can I do

We live in a wilderness

We live in the blue

Schwebebahn

Winter in Berlin

Weisse Strassen, weisse Nächte

Ein Mann geht durch den Schnee

Um die Ecke der Schillerstrasse

In die schwarze Winternacht

Nacht und Nebel sind seine Freunde

Wo er ist, ist sie nicht

Bahnhof Zoo, er kauft eine Zeitung

Ein Schwarzweiss-Bild auf der Front

John F Kennedy und Willy Brandt

Deine Stimme

Sommer in Wuppertal

Sie ist soeben eingestiegen

Sie sitzt am Fenster der Schwebebahn

Die Sonne läuft auf Ihre Gesicht

Neunzehnhundertdreiundsechzig

Winter in Berlin

Am Ende denkt sie nur an ihn

Haltestelle Adlerbrücke

Sie steigt aus

Deine Stimme

Es gab noch eine Mauer

Es gab noch einen Feind

Adenauer und Willy Brandt

Deine Stimme

Mein Zimmer

Deine Stimme

Mein Himmel

Es gab noch eine Mauer

Es gab noch einen Freund

Minus Second Floor

I am walking through

A long corridor

In a building

On the minus second floor

There is a fire

Behind every wall

At the end

There’s a blue painted door

It’s a curse

It’s a lie

When I turn around

She will die

She is walking behind me

Alone

When I look back

She will be gone

Turn turn turn turn around

Turn turn turn turn

It’s a curse

It’s a lie

When I turn around

She will die

Turn turn turn turn around

Big Black Boats

Out there the red lighthouse is burning

I can see the big black boats turning

There’s an orange cloud in my eye

I can see the purple sky

I can walk with a stick untill I die

I wouldn’t mind

Down there the red tail-lights

Are burning

I can see my train of thoughts is turning

Another cloud is in my eye

Flying through the purple sky

I waited, I waited so long

For my train to come

Out there the red lighthouse is turning

I can see the big black boats burning

An orange cloud is in my eye

Flying through the purple sky

Big black birds are flying by

I couldn’t die, I couldn’t die

The fire-ship is coming

Through the Dark Ages

Electric light is burning

The red lighthouse is turning

Big black boats are burning

Thing Thing

We’ve got this thing thing

This makes me think thing

That double you you

Ex my and why thing

The double use of wondering

Why we don’t feel better

I try some more thing things

Some more of your things

I feel that some thing

That keep me warm thing

A thing called faith

A thing called love

Makes us feel better

We’ve got this new thing things

These me and you thing things

We’ve got this fly high wings

These don’t know why why things

Always there

Always there

To make us feel better

Make us feel better

Make us feel things

Feel things

Feel the real

Things

Bad Government and its Effects on Town and Country

Where is your love

Your love is gone

I can not find it anymore

Where is your soul

Your soul is gone

I can not find it anymore

Where is my country

My country is gone

I can not find it anymore

Where is the light

The light in your eyes

Why are your rivers covered with ice

Your soul is covered with ice

Where is your love

Your love is gone

I can not find it anymore

Where is my country

My country is gone

I can not find it anymore

Bankers and Robbers

Are partners in crime

Politicians

Lying all the time

They are lying all the time

Where is your love

Your love is gone

I can not find it anymore

Allegorie del Buono e Cattivo Governo e dei loro Effetti

in Città e in Campagna,

painted by Ambrogio Lorenzetti

Paper

I went out this morning to paint a tree

When I met David Hockney

Next to him was mister Monet

White suit

White hat

“Hurry up, hurry up” said Cézanne

The light will be gone

Before the work is done

We were innocent

Impressionists

We were like paper

White paper

In the room the women came and went

Talking about Vincent