LYRICS

 

WASTING MY TIME

i’ve got to tell you something

just can’t find the words

it’s not bad but it’s tricky

not looking to change the world

it’s one of your habits

that i probably don’t like

you’re getting all the credit 

as i sit up here and fight

and no one knows what i’m doing here

making myself look like a fool

but i know i am wasting my time

when i’m not with you

i’m weighing my options

waiting each day and every night

but you don’t even notice

just looking from the other side

it’s one of your habits

that i probably don’t like

and you’re getting all the credit

as i sit up here and fight

and no one knows what i’m doing here

making myself look like a fool

but i know i am wasting my time

when i’m not with you

 WHATEVER WORKS

i’ll be a winner, i’ll be a flop

a sweet beginner and the prick on top

i put my finger in the wound

i’ll be a preacher in a balloon

turning up by the light of moon

i climb the peaks, i sail the seas

whatever 

whatever works  for you

whatever 

whatever works for you

oohhh

i’ll be prime minister

hidden in a dark limousine

you know what i mean,

don’t you

and i’ll be a singer on a lower budget

a pretty picture by candle light 

you say i’m wrong, i say you’re right 

whatever 

whatever works for you

whatever 

whatever works for you

 OPPORTUNITIES

nowadays it seems to me

that everyone is going 

going crazy

going crazy

like everyone has to be

a part of anything 

anything big

anything big

i’m sorry i am late

i fell asleep in the armchair

i’m afraid there is no one left 

that i could celebrate

celebrate with

i took my eyes off you my dear

for a blink when you were ready 

to go wild

yeah

stop checking your phone 

cause i am right here

to stay for good

to stay for good

hey i am sorry i m late

i didn’t take the opportunity 

i’m afraid there is no one left 

that i could celebrate with

 WALKING ON AIR

max dropped out of school to start a band

running to the phone booth to call his friends

soon he was driving a forklift through the pallet racks 

nothing would get him off his dreamy tracks

he felt like climbing a tower to catch some beauty

like a wallflower emerging from a crack

he said „i can feel it, hey can’t you feel it?

it’s like walking on air

it’s like walking on air“

he was so much younger than her

there was an inflatable pool with a palm in her room

chopping wood for heating for the homemade caribbean

showing him things that he didn’t know from the previous world

he felt like climbing a tower to catch some beauty

like a wallflower emerging from a crack

he said „i can feel it, hey can’t you feel it?

it’s like walking on air

it’s like walking on air“

he fell in love so deeply that it hurt

trying to be up to the task as best as he can

but soon she stood in the door wearing this ill-fitting shirt

and he knew he’d never take the place of her man again

 PARKIN LOT

i make myself invisible

hoping for a miracle

listening to the white noise on the line

it’s all mine

according to my favourite plan

i’ll quit this wedding band

parkin lot. parkin lot. 

parkin lot. parkin lot. 

thats’s what i’m looking for

the melody gets mighty hot

hold on hold on hold on

don’t be worried i’m fine

everything is ordinary

i could break into a friendly smile 

if you believe it’s necessary

i am just an ordinary guy

of no eccentric whim

got caught in aiming high

parkin lot. parkin lot. 

parkin lot. parkin lot. 

thats’s what i’m looking for

parkin lot. parkin lot

the melody gets mighty hot

SIGNS AND WONDERS

i m surprised and i like it

signs and wonders are still alive

and i’m glad 

i am in

i fell in love, anything goes

from where it came god only knows

i greet the dustman in the street

i tell everyone i meet

i lost my job but i don’t mind 

you turned a knob and i’m filled with light

oohh

mmhh

i fell in love, anything goes

from where it came god only knows

i greet the dustman in the street

i tell everyone i meet

i made a lot of mistakes 

but i won’t mess up when i say

i guess we are one of a kind 

i guess we are one of a kind

FRENCH MOVIE

i’ve been thinking about the god of beauty 

and shook the hand of the devil 

when i was asking what i have to see  

to get the most out of this travel

at least i’ve come to know how it feels

both now elation and sorrow

got still so many wishes despite so many fears

soon getting bored of what i’m supposed to know

ooohhh

i’m still afraid to say

three simple words to you

ooohhh

i’m still afraid to say

that i love you

yes, i love you, too

an old little rebel lives under my skin

with a twister rolling through his head

trying to keep balance within

his body, whistling through each hole already yet

he sounds worse than he really is

you can hear him rumble with every little thing

but his voice dies away each time i play

any french movie made in the 80ies

HOLIDAYS

i stepped out of the front door 

walking eight blocks to the railway bridge

the fanciest summer hangout for you and me

grabbed a bag from the corner store

with treats and spray for the midges

holding flowers i found at the East Side Gallery

though i knew you wouldn’t like me to bring any of these

cause on fridays it was your turn to arrange the goodies

staring on the tracks going anywhere

cutting a lane through the city 

staring on the tracks going anywhere

we have/ our holidays in the city

the word has gotten around

that this one was the place to be when 

the afternoon has passed and the sun went down

we were lost in our thoughts in the shimmering air

got a lookout for free 

and a breeze gently blowing through our hair

staring on the tracks going anywhere

cutting a lane through the city 

staring on the tracks going anywhere

our holiday in the city

COME ON

come on come on

come on come on

on the phone you sound like trouble

with a bumble bee in your shoe

waving from a skip of rubble

no one knows what’s wrong with you

i could blame it on the rain 

if there’d been any rain all day

but you’ve been standing in the sun 

always looking for a storm to come

come on come on

come on come on

could you play a happy song for me

write down what you feel

in case your words are trying to run

fuck your court of appeal

assessing you for what you’ve done

take your time to sow a seed

i’m waving back without a sound

but can’t you see i need help, too

that’s why i’m asking you

come on come on

come on come on

could you play a happy song for me

STAN’S COPYCAT

she asked me for a smoke and said: „don’t take it the wrong way,
but you sounded better in writing than talking face to face.“
so what was i supposed to say?

i hated to burst her bubble as i started to struggle 
the stars still blinking in her eyes waiting for my replies
like two lost strangers out on a monday night
searching for matches for something to ignite

did i say anything , did i say anything wrong?
did i say anything, did i say anything at all?
i’m trying to see if i am all set
i’m trying to see who i really am 

woke up alone n my new bed like i’m written out of this chapter 
a melody was going through my head, the one i’d have loved to capture 
but it flew out right through the window 
doing its thing wherever the wind blows

did i say anything, did i say anything wrong?
did i say anything, did i say anything at all?
i’m trying to see if i am all set
i’m trying to see who i really am 
at `stan’s copycat´

 

bad boys.

there is no place to go
it´s all written in the notes below
Cat was fooled by a brokers´ game
a deal is a deal and there´s no-one to blame

her pockets are empty
and she looks up to a purple sky
got no idea and no sleep at all
just enough credit left for a final call

the bubble´s ready to implode
she´s covering her face up with her coat
this dream needs to delay its lucky ending
but she won´t put it in the hands
of anyone again

she is a fighter
she’s not looking back
she´s an easy rider
on the middle track
her mother always used to say
it´s not so bad to fail
you get what you pay for
and bad boys go to hell

she could run a book store
if she was into books more
go back to college, put her dreams up on the shelf
learn to apply herself, ’ til she feels like someone else
it´s all about bravery
and it´s all about fear
sitting on her suitcase and waiting for the bus to come
she knows there is no time to lose to get it all done

the bubble´s ready to implode
she´s covering her face up with her coat
this dream has to delay its lucky ending
but she won´t put it in the hands
of anyone else again

she is a fighter
she’s not looking back
she´s an easy rider
on the middle track
her mother always used to say
it´s not so bad to fail
you get what you pay for
and bad boys go to hell

work your magic.

oh save me from your sparkling eyes
i stayed out late at night
i was afraid running out of time
i was lost inside the morning light

don´t be surprised of what i speak
I’m just turning up till I reach the peak
i play the rebel, i can´t be found
i hope i´m rising when i hit the ground
i hope i´m rising when i hit the ground

i´m knocked out like i never knew
can´t work my magic, it´s up to you
i´d like to drive you all around
like I’m that boy from out of town
back in the days when i came around

i hope i´m rising when i hit the ground
hey i can´t tell you what i feel
when you´re pushing me
hey i can´t tell you what i see
when you´re pushing me

i´m glad my god knows how to cry
he´s always got a smoke if you´ve got a light
blowing through his yellow teeth
his sound of wisdom´s going deep

it´s not right but i can´t tell you what i feel
when you´re pushing me
it´s not right but i can´t tell you what i see
when you´re pushing me

the song you sang.

i ran from the concrete walls of the city
kept running until the land grew pretty
that’s how i finally ran into you
i had a flickering flashlight in my hand
couldn’t stop reeling from my broken plans
till you told me what i was going through

“you’re scared, you’re scared of the people in the streets
cause they don’t look anywhere
they don’t dare to speak anything”

hey i remember the song you sang to me

i’ve been waiting
i’ve been waiting for you
to come along

your cheeks glow under the neon lights
from the train, down the stairs and into the night
the girl shows the way with a candy bar
the cab driver’s told to follow the car
along the big screens we’ve seen in our dreams before

hey i remember the song you sang to me

i’ve been waiting
i’ve been waiting for you
to come along

what are we gonna do?

hey i got work to do
it must be what you put me through
tons of words have to be combined
to one simple line

the clouds are hanging low today
and i got not much to say
i´m up for something new
so what are we gonna do

what are we gonna do gonna do tonight
what are we gonna do tonight tonight

looking out the windows
listening where the wind blows
there are so many deals to strike
so much i don´t like

if i´ll make it through the afternoon
i´d be glad to see you soon
the rest will have to wait
for any other day

what are we gonna do gonna do tonight
what are we gonna do tonight tonight
where are we gonna sleep gonna sleep tonight
hey, are we gonna sleep tonight?

let´s see what everybody else is doing
just hang out or catch a film
anywhere where we don´t have to walk much
where we don´t have to talk much
i need to see you
i need to see you again

boy of summer.

she stuck her photo in his diary
saying that she won´t wait for him
hello you have reached the final page
of peter and claire´s summertale

he was lying on his bed like the dirty sheets
in some abondened holiday flat
the birds were singing in the plum trees
he´s wishing that they would take it back

and now he´s wondering how he was left behind
and stayed the boy of summer for all time
she wrote a letter every spring

like vic beretton canned in fantasy
though she would tell him everything
this wouldn´t make things easier
alone in a busy shopping mall

21 years without a call
he thinks about all that he could say
though he´d probably say nothing at all
and now he´s wondering how he was left behind

and stayed the boy of summer for all time
and now he´s wondering how he was left behind
and stayed the boy of summer for all time

yeah yeah yeah

how will our hero get out of this one?

he spent much more than he had
for the converserion of his yellow van
built a kitchen in it and a bed,
a drum set and a ceiling fan

everything that he won´t need
he dropped off at his sisters
never to be seen again
like a dancing twister

how will our hero get out of this one?
how will our hero get out of this one?
how will our hero get out of this one?
how will our hero get out of this one?

i heard he was rumbling down
the hairpin curves to italy
running out of gasoline
when he was stopped by the police

´your passport please?!´
he sunk into the driver´s seat
´i wanna see a toll sticker
stuck on your windscreen´

how will our hero get out of this one?
how will our hero get out of this one?
how will our hero get out of this one?
how will our hero get out of this one?

always doin the best he can

the checkout girl.

it all started out in the staircase
she was carrying boxes to an empty flat
on an autumn day

no one had ever seen her round the place
she was new in town where she is now
no one can say

she said “hey, i’m julie and i’m just moving in,
guess it’s the same floor that you are living on”

i kept saying her name
walking out in the rain to see
how would it feel
hey how would it feel to me

if you need anything, a chat, a cigarette, a guitar
you ring the bell at any time

if the walls close in, you know, i got a car parked outside
it’s got a blanket in the trunk and a map of the countryside

she took it all until winter had gone
i called down the stairs “hey, where have you been so long?”

i kept saying her name
walking out in the rain to see
how would it feel
hey how would it feel to me

her dog as big as a whale growling at me
and it took her a while to say what’s on the screen
she said ”you know, it doesn’t sound real
but i got a call
i got a call
i got a call
you won’t see me anymore”

as good as new.

stanley is a writer
a lucky fellow, too
when all of us get tired
he still looks as good as new
busy with his studies all the time

some may say he´s weird
but who´s to know what that is
who painted all the stripes
on the zebras and the tigers
staring at the rainbow in the sky

stanley wants to know all about
the things that i still fail to understand
stanley doesn´t have any doubts
´bout holding his fate in his hands
holding his fate in his hands
holding his fate in his hands

how do all these people
fit in my tv?
do they eat and sleep like we do
can they see me, too?
through the flickering screen

why don´t i remember
any monday in september
but every little something
of that stupid party
when we first met last year

stanley wants to know all about
the things that i still fail to understand
stanley doesn´t have any doubts
´bout holding his fate in his hands
holding his fate in his hands
holding his fate in his hands

castle of candies.

whe he was a kid he had a big swatch ticking on his wrist
it was made for brave adventurers with a ring to twist
but he was staring at a paddling pool inside a castle of candies
he felt like a stranger in someone else’s dream
it’s the only place he has ever seen

he’s looking through rheumy eyes
got trapped in a dream
swaying from side to side
like a stranger in someone else’s dream

it’s still all about the estates of deceased aunt merilyn
that he has to deal with, and now he is a teen
her men spent all his savings somewhere in spain
he’s hosted by ghosts that he longs to see again
like a penny in a wishing well

he’s looking through rheumy eyes
got trapped in a dream
swaying from side to side
like a stranger in someone else’s dream

he’s trapped in a dream
he’s trapped in a dream
he’s trapped in a dream
he’s trapped in a dream

and the girls are dancing
they say: ‚hey boy, how do you feel?‘
“i don’t even know if I know you,
let’s just spend away the sadness
because I think you’re as sad as me”

say anything.

the day is too grey to pay
just take it for free
i got to stop hiding again
we got nothing to conceal

i knew you would be late
i didn´t know you wouldn´t come at all
no more trains coming this way
and i´m too tired to call

you don´t need to
if you don´t want to
stay with me just because
you don´t know
who you want to be

you don´t need to
if you don´t want to
but i can´t feel for you
if you´re just playing around with me

we were draped in smoke
and rolling in the deep
listening to the radio
until we fell asleep

hey say anything please
when you get back from your dreams
whenever you need someone
when you are ready to speak

aaahhh
aaahhh

you don´t need to
if you don´t want to
stay with me just because
you don´t know
who you want to be

you don´t need to
if you don´t want to
but i can´t feel for you
if you´re just playing around with me

somewhere else.

from my flat to your block it s just 2 minutes to walk
i counted the steps when you were somewhere else
i know you have to leave for work at seven a.m.
i get up at eight so i won´t meet in the train

when i´m thinking all over it looks as good as it is
you are fine and so am i and so we don´t miss a thing
but since days i´ve been just staring at my phone
don´t be afraid i won´t call you anymore

but tell me if i´m wrong about this
you haven´t stopped thinking of me
and i can´t get any sleep
and i can´t get any sleep

you know i got season tickets for the movies
next to the park where we ran into the ruby´s
you know i use it sometimes but mostly twice a week
and you know my favorite day, it has been always a monday

and i´m wondering again now what you were looking for
when we met in the rain inside the same shop door
i wanted to tell you how everything been black.
while you looked so happy but you still looked back

tell me if i´m wrong about this
you haven´t stopped thinking of me
and i just can´t get any sleep
i´m wondering if you´re wondering bout me