artificials

ill comedians allways act in disoriëntative ways
lay down your values and your flavours
demolish the secrets of creative days
their slogans are dipped in cynical phrases
they allways reinforce the trends
eccentrics is their misbehaviour
but it sells better to their rich rich friends

a narrow-minded teacher in shabby clothes
forces his religion in my throat
oh my god i can nearly breath
all these religions just are not for me
(now he gets mad)
" you don’t want to learn "
" the passion for art doesn’t turn you on "
" there’s only one thing a real artist does "
" and that’s to live a life where art will suck him up "

junkies of the city noise
deal guitar sounds for human voice
but junkies of art or artistic fame
sell only arrogance as some kind of game
concessions in ethics and aesthetics
the need for money just never sleeps
anti fanatics and dementia
i saw the artificial art school freaks

a narrow-minded teacher in shabby clothes
forces his religion in my throat
oh my god i can nearly breath
all these religions just are not for me
(now he gets mad)
" you don’t want to learn "
" the passion for art doesn’t turn you on "
" there’s only one thing a real artist does "
" and that’s to live a life where art will suck him up "


ashgrey as sunday

the happy few - their faith ain’t true -
new luxury - poor fantasy -
predictable - the way of del -
organisation sells -

my time this town
highway numb sounds
crowds clouds so many
tunes and replays
ideal displays
high above the streets
conducts and treats
ice-cream new screens
narrow scenes
who screams?


better life’s

say no more say no more say no more don’t die
disorder disorder this spirit’s on strike oh my oh my oh my
divided we stand divided we speak divided we did laugh
who conversates about purity and asks me who the hell i am
nice sceams the morning comes who is out of reel again
glitter on the on stage star tonight mankind start to dance
happy fellows and happy tunes they’re divided by the trends
is it because I’m talking now or would we ever take that chance

guitarlicks guitarlicks throwing dope on ice
in fashion styled in fashion styled wherever i come i am
tonight's the night tonight to know to know tonight
say to much break the break and tell me who the hell i am
nice sceams the morning calms who is out of reel again
glitter on the on stage star tonight mankind start to dance
happy fellows and happy tunes they’re divided by the trends
is it because I’m talking now or would we ever take that chance


building brains

garden party’s swinging round with pitty pulse
major morgan’s chest is getting dull
I don’t see a beauty but I do see a beast

lying on my back the numbers turning nil
the sun is shining in it’s got no time to kill
the boiling oil is running and the eyes fixed on the bill


frequenz

it’s a saturday paper
hanging at the wall
it’s a saturday paper
dividing us all
so eat your saturday paper
distinguished gossip or brawl
shine on you saturday paper
world opinions for the small
now you see me
now you don’t


lovesong

who says I don’t like something else
who says well I don’t like something else
I don’t like thanksgiving give me a living

what else what else what else does she sing &
what else does she bring
I don’t like thanksgiving give me a living

cheap well is this cheap
cheap cheap cheap this is cheap
who tells these stories
of honour ship and worry

who says I don’t like something else
who says well I don’t like something else
I don’t like thanksgiving give me a living

cheap well is this cheap
cheap cheap cheap this is cheap
who tells these stories
of honourship and worry


maitre satori

maitre satori et la belle Veronique
dansez le soufflé
ces’t la bateau rouge
dans le dom des invalids
deux hommes
très timide
ces’t long john the sailor
well qui est vous
je reconnez pas
le souffle


my baby is a waitress

my baby is a waitress
my baby is a waitress
my baby is a waitress
my baby is a waitress

cool drinks baby

my lady is a mistress
my lady is a mistress
my lady is a mistress
my lady is in mistress
my lady is a mistress
my baby is a waitress
my lady is a mistress
my baby is a waitress

cool drinks baby

my baby
my baby my baby my baby
my baby my baby my baby my baby my baby my baby my baby


presidennekie

cyril’s cereal seven days a week
blue eye’s flickering inviting us to peak
cyril’s mumbling catching on to life
and sitting in his armchair
feeling stronger than his wife
on an on it goes mouth an brainy stew
holocaust olympic show with logic falling through
never thought as much maybe not at all
just like a piece of plastic
keeps on talking to a wall


program

I’ve got the feeling something’s gone wrong around here
I’ve got the feeling there’s something going wrong around there
I’ve got the feeling there’s something going wrong everywhere


several sunsets


get up and dance to it
form another dance unit
think about doesn’t matter
think about go get her
so now you see me and you hear me
but you still can’t come near me


shift 17

there’s a fat old lady
down the factory
they're all watching now
said the fat old lady
down the factory
said the fat old lady


sleepwalking


make my change trust in me
need something with my name
never never, never never feel the same

make my change trust in me
need something with my name
never never, never never feel the same

sleepwalking
sleepwalking
sleepwalking
sleepwalking
sleepwalking
sleepwalking
sleepwalking



sound it is


ok sound it is
constant searching for sound that is
i’ld maybe better of
working with a handglove
learn to compress my feeling
and think in terms of wheeling
sound it is
get yourself an honoust trade
try to do the switchblade
light and motion on and off
you might even fall in love
hoebah hoebah hoebah but
sound it is


the art of being

living with a mental strike
is like flying around the bulb
expecting the escaping days
in all the frequent frenzy ways

foreign recruiting stressed his fans
the schizophrenic clapped his hands
philosophic maniacs die in lonesome nights
spiritual playboy luxury doomed the daybreak light

now for explanatory ways I’d say
there’s no disbelief in trust

a telephone is ringing all the time
somewhere in this room
a fog forbids the answering
I needed them proof gloom

lower judgement narrow escape
nurse come in I’m on tape
talking to humanity it scares uncertainty
concrete phrases of fishermen

a blow out flashed again
a rope is trembling inside the scam
cold sweat cracks his voice,
a sham?

exhausting cried the paradox
oh bless this intelligent mess
empty the emphasing pillar of guts
oh my friendly chest it sucks

just how tire ring is this to say,
Christ the other day
copper muds the bloodstream vessel
and tea with sugar vomits sad thinking levels

the dictionary of this diary test
closes in order to get a rest
perspective thoughts I dare to say
I dare to say


the mouthshut

new beginnings
new belongings
that’s what they think
watch that kitchen sink

watch all the chrome blink
don’t ever try to think
just try to buy a mink
love that kitchen sink

and you allways allways allways
know some more
to open open open your door

cause that’s the mouthshut people
do the mouthshut people
watch the mouthshut people
watch it grow

write a little loveletter
cause it makes you feel better
careful with that go getter
you don’t know about the things they do

cause your mind is set on you

new beginnings
new belongings
that’s what they think
watch that kitchen sink

watch all the chrome blink
don’t ever try to think
just try to buy a mink
love that kitchen sink

and you allways allways allways
know some more
to open open open your door

cause that’s the mouthshut people
do the mouthshut people
watch the mouthshut people
watch it grow


urban catastrophe

please take my red hot feet
into the burning city
all those fine fine people you meet
it’s a world so pretty
pretty pretty

now we dance and
laugh and cheer
like William Burroughs
life is so much nicer here
with no game for tomorrow
no sorrow, sorrow

so come and try this atmosphere
kind of golden retrieving
feel that suddenly dissolving of fear
and a sort of releaving