B i o g r a p h y
 (by Last.fm)

Sophie Hunger (born Emilie Jeanne-Sophie Welti, March 31, 1983 in Bern) is a multi-instrumentalist singer/songwriter based in Zürich, Switzerland. Her independently released second album Monday’s Ghost (2008) stayed at the top of the swiss charts for several weeks and caught the attention of critics abroad. The Guardian described her as „Laura Marling, Beth Orton and Björk in one folk-rocking package“.

Hunger began her recording career as a member of the band Fisher, where she billed herself as Emilie Welti. The band released one album, Fisher (2005), before she embarked on a solo career as a singer/songwriter, changing her performance name to Sophie Hunger.

The swiss singer spent parts of her youth abroad, living in England and Germany. Her cosmopolitan biography is reflected in her multilingual songwriting. While most songs are in english or german language, each album contains one song in a swiss german dialect. Her most recent album 1983 (2010) also includes a cover version of Noir Désir’s Le vent nous portera in french language.

Totally unknown a few years ago Sophie Hunger has been on the road ever since, sharing stages with some of the country’s most successful artists, like Erik Truffaz, The Young Gods, Kutti MC or Stephan Eicher and appearing at locations such as Olympia in Paris, Miles Davis Hall at the Montreux Jazz Festival or the John Peel Stage at Glastonbury Festival.

She recorded her debut album Sketches on Sea (2006) at home in just a few days, released it on her own label and very quickly became the scene and the critic’s darling. The record was a slow burner, slowly evolving from the underground cult hit it was at first to becoming a commercial success. After her performance at the Eurosonic 2008, French daily newspaper Liberation predicted Sophie “would not stay Switzerland’s best kept secret for long”.

The musical directions of Sophie Hunger are limitless, from traditional folk songwriting bathed in jazzy moods to soul balladry. Her musical universe is very flourished, nourished by an exceptionally fragile yet mature voice as well as an ability to cross genres. For Sketches On Sea, she collaborated with a great number of musicians, from a trombone player to a flamenco guitarist. Sophie’s technical prowesses can lead her anywhere and allow her to do things that nobody else could get away with.

Hunger has always worked in a collaborative spirit, and her many musical interests have led her to a fascinating geographic and personality mix. Recorded in Lausanne (studio du Flon) and Brussels (ICP), produced by Marcello Giuliani (already acclaimed for his work with Henri Salvador, Etienne Daho or Jane Birkin), her second album, which Sophie calls her “first studio album”, is an illustration of that relentless quest for new ideas, new people and new sounds.

Sophie Hunger also contributed the soundtrack to the documentary “Zimmer 202” and the movie “Der Freund” by Micha Lewinsky.




Sketches on Sea
- 2006-02-16 -



Mr. Porter's Wedding
Züri
Sad Fisherman
Marketplace

Leaving Tehran

Beauty Above All
Before You Say...

Hello

Dr Stummi
Nashville
The Tourist
Die Fahrende
Lied Für Zwärger
Flucht Nach Obe

Monday's Ghost
- 2008-10-10 -



Shape
The Boat is Full
A Protest Song
Walzer Für Niemand
Birth-Day
Sophie Hunger Blues
Round And Round
The Tourist
Teenage Spirit
Rise and Fall
Drainpipes
Monday's Ghost
House of Gods
Spiegelbild

1983
- 2010-04-12 -



Leave Me with the Monkeys
Lovesong to Everyone
1983
Headlights
Citylights Forever
Your Personal Religion
Le Vent Nous Portera
Travelogue
Breaking the Waves
D'Red
Approximately Gone
Invisible
Broken English
Train People

The Danger of Light
- 2012-09-28 -



Rererevolution
Souldier
LikeLikeLike
Das Neue
Can You See Me
Heharun
Z'Lied vor Freiheitsstatue
Holy Hells
The Fallen
Perpetrator
Take a Turn
First We Leave Manhattan (Deluxe ed.)
What It Is (Deluxe ed.)
My oh My II (Deluxe ed.)
The Musician (Deluxe ed.)
One Too Many Mornings (Deluxe ed.)
Ne Me Quitte Pas
(Deluxe ed.)

Supermoon
- 2015-04-25 -



Supermoon
Mad Miles
Love Is Not The Answer
Superman Woman
Die Ganze Welt
Fathr
The Age of Lavender
La Chanson
d'Hélène
We Are the Living
Craze
Heicho
Queen Drifter
The Capitalist (Deluxe ed.)
Am Radio (Deluxe ed.)
Spaghetti Mit Spinach (Deluxe ed.)
Les plus grands Cauchemars (Deluxe ed.)
Weltmeister (Deluxe ed.)
Universum (Deluxe ed.)

Non Albums Tracks
- Misc -

Bang Bang
Dirge
Hotel Belfort
Let Me Go
Like A Rolling Stone
 

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Sketches on Sea

Mr. Porter's Wedding

It's been a while now
It's been a drag
It's been a whole lotta nothing
It's been very very very very bad

It's been a lifetime
It's been a rag
It's been a
Shallow names all over the place
And it's been very very very very sad

But now, but now
Love me
Let me love you
Let me hide your face in mine
Love me
Let me love you
Let me hide your name in mine

Züri

It's four in the morning, a beer on the shore
We're waiting for glory no waiting for more
It's four in the morning and the streets have our name
This city is ours and this is the game

It's four in the morning and here comes the push
The longing desire, the tickle, the wish
And it's four in the morning and the rush wouldn't leave
The rush in your blood that doesn't believe

That we might be wrong
We might be wrong
We might be wrong
Everything doesn't mean anything at all

I'll lend your hunger a quiet release
For all your desires might manage to breathe
And the beating will turn its eyes off your head
And the pressure will turn into walking ahead

'Cause we might be wrong
We might be wrong
We might be wrong
And everything doesn't mean anything at all

It's four in the morning, a beer on the shore
We're waiting for glory no waiting for more
And it's four in the morning and we still won't go home
Still chasing the dragons but dancing alone

Sad Fisherman

Today has more than this hour
And the months they have more than tonight
The before and the after
The clapping, the laughter
One hell full of silence and time

Here they were ringing the bells
And I thought you could keep me from hell
And all that I own from my flesh to my song
Was yours, and yours all alone

Hate me, get out of my sight
Push me away bring up the fight
Don't let me stare, oh don't let me here
Mixing the wrong and the right

Here you are, still in my bed
And I just can’t stop turning my head
And pretend that it’s real and it’s you that I feel
And nothing has ever been sad

So kiss me and kiss me again
Loose it completely I can't be your friend
Then we will know if ???
That we made up to get rid of ourselves, choir

Let's pretend today had only this hour
And the months they had only tonight

No before and no after
The clapping, the laughter
Hell sinking way out of sight

No before and no after
The clapping, the laughter
Helsinki, running for life

Beauty Above All

Here you are again and everyone's aware
Even the believers join in to the state
Afraid of insufficiencies, they elsewhere must deny
They're shaken by the whispering gleam of what is passing by

Hello
Hello Valentine

Here you are again with all what belongs to you
Reigning over dreams that to no one else come true
The weight of such a power would break it all in two
If only you would know, yet you just don't have a clue

Hello
Hello Valentine
They cry

Here you are again and we offer all to you
The longing of the ugly of those who cannot choose
The longing of the strange by differences abused
They turn inside their uniform but wouldn't dare to prove

Hello
Hello Valentine
They cry

Hello
Hello Valentine

Hello
Hello Valentine
I as well do wish that you were mine

Dr Stummi

Dr Stummi weiss nüt z'sägä
Offebart keis Bild
Het är doch nie glehrt rede
So fühert är nüt im Schild

Das seit me über ihn
Das sigi halt eso
Doch heimlich tuet är sprudle
Flüsst är liechterloh

Är het nur nie gfunde
Es Wort wo ihm de gnüegt
Wo cha zeige und empfinde
Was i sim Herz sich rührt

Zwische dunkle Bärge
Ersinnt är i sim Bett
Us all däm ghöre säge
E Mönsch wo är gärn het

So tuet är si vergrabe
Hinter sire Stirn
Die luti Bildparade
Wo doch nie steit für ihn

Und hofft und hofft ufs Wäse
Wo ihn mag ghöre glich
Und hofft und hofft vergäbä
Und stirbt ganz ohni Pries

Nashville

My lover's in the field
Swinging his shield
Fighting the windmills
That disappear

My lover's on a mission
Singing in prison
For the lonely ones
The constantly missing

My lover's on duty
Singing his song
He says
"Where there is beauty
Wisdom goes wrong"

Oh but this ain't Nashville
Oh this ain't Nashville

The Tourist

Go
Born on top of a cedar
You can't see me
But I see whatever
You are moving

Die Fahrende

Kömend doch nöcher, liebi Lüt
I bringen oi e musig mit
Sensatione stönd üs no bevor
Mir fühered si dur e goldigs tor

E schöne tänzer turned umenand
En alti häx list eim us der hand
Üse philosoph wird oi öppis welle bewiise
Und üsri lösli versprechend hoochi priise

So ghört mer de spiilmaa singä in der straase
Dä gaukler wird däzu faxe mache müese
De zauberer schwingt scho wider sine staab
Und au d’rössli gönd ganz hübsch im trab

Das sind kinder useren andere rasse
Sind liebi lüüt und tüend niemer hasse
Si züchen ume ihres läbe lang
Und ihres läbe teilens ine gsang

Die lüüt, die kömed us däm dunkle
Wo mer ghöre ka die tote munkle
Wos stei git wo hell tüend funkle
Wo mer träum dri ka go tünkle.
Die lüüt, die tüend endlos fahre
Und tüend üs wunder offebaare

Scho vo wiit her ghört mer si ko
Dänn bliibs für e paar tag doo
Säge tüenz di tegend stähle und
Die tegend fremdi chinde quäle

Die lüüt sind bruun und gsehnd gsund us
Und schöön sinds, dass mer stuune muess
Si läbend freier als alli andere zäme
Aber die andere sägend me sötti sich drum schäme

Und in ihrere mitte git’s e frauezimmer
Si gsend si alli ganz genau a ihrem flimmer
Das isch ihri lilie oder ihri dornerose
Die macht männer zu helde in kämpferpose
Sie lueget stolz uf d’auge vo dene buebe
Dän laat si ihre kopf i irne arme ruebe
Und d’auge steched gförlich umenand
Und eine treit e mässer in sinere hand

Die lüüt, die kömed us däm dunkle
Wo mer ghöre ka die tote munkle
Wos stei git wo hell tüend funkle
Wo mer träum dri ka go tünkle
Die lüüt, die tüend endlos fahre
Und tüend üs wunder offebaara

Das isch halt z’vill für min verstand
I gspühr die zeiche i minere hand
Mi trägend d’füess dene vögel na
Könt i ächt au no mit oi ko

Während anderi bunde sind an ihre erde
Läbe träged und treit könd werde
Kann us mir nur en spiilmaa werde
I im exil bin da uf erde

Drum schliich i amigs in dä straase ume
Tun zum motorebrumme lieder summe
Dän tumal nomal d’schicksalkarte weg
Morge lan i mi vo de fluugzüüg wecke

Dän gang i bis an stadtrand us
Suech mer es plätzli, won i könti pfuuse
Dänn luegi zum abehimmel ufe
Und tuen deht d’wätterzeiche überprüefe

Miis bluet, das rünnt deht us dem dunkle
Wo mer ghöre ka die tote munkle
Wos stei git wo hell tüend funkle
Wo mer träum dri ka go tünkle
Und au i will endlos fahre
Und will oi wunder offebaare

Lied Für Zwärger

Si isch erwachet hüt am morge
Zwüsche Riese riesegross
Wenn si öbis wot erkläre
Mues si schreie wild druflos
Gseh tüe sie si gar nid
Steit si nid tobend just dervor
Oder hackt si mitme Bieli
Nid es paar Löcher ines Ohr

Sig emal chli lieslig und lueg dr Bode a!

D'Riese riesse grossi Löcher hie i Wald
Und boue grossi Schlösser ganz nach Riesegstalt
Doch wär, wär söll drin wohne
Vo öich gits weni nur
Doch vo ine gits Millione
Wo chratze ade Tür

Sig emal chli lieslig und lueg dr Bode a
Uf vilne, chline tusig Zwärge tuesch du stah
Dank vilne, chIine tusig Zwärge tuesch du stah

Nid lang isches gange
Im Vergliech zur Ewigkeit
Da si d'Zwärge vor Verlange
Ganz im Stoub zerkeit
Und D'Riese si versunke
Will d'Schwärchraft kennt kes Rächt
Weder für di zogne Gränze
No für Grössi oder Gschlächt

Flucht Nach Obe

I sim Garte heds käi Ärde
Nume Bletter oni Schtiu
Und jedes Mal wens chunt cho rägne
Schwümmt als dür sini Tür

Sis Huus isch gar nüt anders als e
Als e Huut voll vo Idee
Und der Bode en Atrape
Da blibt im nid vil mee

Als d Flucht nach obe
Wo ales tribt wien är
Als d Flucht nach obe
Wo ales tribt wien är

Als d Flucht nach obe
Wo ales tribt wien är
Als d Flucht nach obe
Wo ales tribt wien är

Und är hed au keni Wurzle wo
Wo zie us sine Bei
Und er seent sich nach de Fessle vome
Alternde Dehei

Und flüchtet bald nach obe
Ufglöstem na
Und flüchtet bald nach obe
Ufglöstem na

Und flüchtet bald nach obe
Ufglöstem na
Und flüchtet bald nach obe
Ufglöstem na

Als d Flucht nach obe
Wo ales tribt wien är
Als d Flucht nach obe
Wo ales tribt wien är

Als d Flucht nach obe
Wo ales tribt wien är
Als d Flucht nach obe
Wo ales tribt wien
Ales tribt wien är

Monday's Ghost

Shape

They said
"Lady or gentleman
You're either or
It's morning, it's evening
It's once or it's more"

What's the name
Yeah what's the name
Yeah what's the name again
When I held up the roof the floor would cave in

Shadowboxing, monologue
And we talk and we talk and we talk
Shadowboxing, monologue
And we walk, and we walk, and we walk
And we walk, and we walk

Scribbling and coughing a line in the winds
Busy with oiling your sandcastle's hinges

What's the name
Yeah what's the name
Yeah what's the name again
Stamp on the ground and the ceiling falls in

Shadowboxing, monologue
And we talk, and we talk, and we talk
Shadowboxing, monologue
And we walk, and we walk, and we walk
Shadowboxing, monologue
And we clean, and we clean, and we clean, clean
Shadowboxing, monologue
And we dream, and we dream, and we dream
And we dream, we dream, and we dream
And we dream, and we dream

And we go down to the beggar
To fight for a queen
And it's now and forever
And we are and we seem
And we sculptured a statue
To worship and bear
The chaos that's behind the glass of
Who and what and who and what we are

Shadowboxing, monologue
And we talk, and we talk, and we talk
Shadowboxing, monologue
And we walk, and we walk, and we walk
Shadowboxing, monologue
And we dream, and we dream, and we dream

The Boat Is Full

"The boat is full"
I hear us warning
As we order french champagne

"The boat is full"
I hear us yearning
"Let's build a fence against the rain"

"The boat is full"
I hear us turning
Turning, turning, turning
On a highway made of gold

"The boat is full"
We're so concerned and
Pass a law against the cold

There is someone out there breathing
On the top of all our lungs
Do you really think we're easy
Because of what we've done

If this is full, then what is empty
Other than our will to live
If this is full, then what exactly
Could we possibly achieved

So, is this it
Where we begin
They end, they end

So, is this it
Where we begin
They end, they end

So, is this it
Where we begin
They end, they end

So, is this it
Where we begin
They end, they

A Protest Song

You are the answer
You never talk
You have no question
You are a thought

You are the answer
You're shaped and emblazed
Through the holes in my cover
You're something I made

You are the answer
My truthful response
My final saying
When everyone's gone

You're my illusion
My pattern of wrong
Hollow idol
Tip of my tongue

You're my disgrace
And my self-made war
And I don't want to remember
Faith anymore

Wasting myself in the name of a face
You were made for me by mistake

Oh wash away
Oh wash away
You had nothing to say
You were made for me by mistake

I had nothing before
Then I had you
I was denying
Now I refuse

Never been young
And you'll never grow old
My life's in my words
Hands they are cold

Never made sense
But now I disturb
And I'm bashing my goods against
The door of the world

Oh wash away
Oh wash away
You had nothing to say
You were made for me by
You were made for me by
Mistake

Walzer Für Niemand

Niemand kommt rein und setzt sich hin
Den Fuss auf den Tisch, die Hand unters Kinn
Niemand ist hungrig, mein Frühstücksmenü
Niemand kommt immer zu früh

Niemand, ich habe Geschenke für Dich
Was wäre ich geworden gäb es Dich nicht
Meine gesammelten Werke, bitte sehr
Alles gehört nur Dir

Niemand, keiner kennt mich wie Du
Unbedingt, ich geb alles zu
Keine Enttäuschung, kein einziges Mal
Aber Dir ist eh alles egal

Niemand, siehst Du's? Ich wachse nicht mehr
Meine Hände sind Füsse, niemand schau her
Bald bin ich nichts und das was dann bleibt
Ist Deine Wenigkeit

Niemand, was, was willst Du
Immer bist Du hier
Niemand, was, was willst Du
Von mir

Birth-Day

One, two, three, four

In my backyard I grew a statue
Overwhelming and high
And I thought it was a virtue
To gaze at it and sigh
And time passed by
And so did I

Now I just woke up in your morning
To find that I'm there too
Suddenly you start moving, saying
"What is it you do?"

You're not a star but you are, you are
And I'm not your fan but I am, I am

You're not a star but you are, you are
And I'm not your fan but I am, I am

And I'm so glad that you're no legend
But that there are two cups on the floor
Please don't talk about heaven
Let's have a beer on the shore

Oh you're not unbelievable but you are here
I'm not unachievable but now I'm here

Sophie Hunger Blues

My brother is a farmer so you ask him what to do
The rain's about to harm you, "build a fence" he says to you
So you build a fence and wonder why you're slowly sinking in
About the chief commander suggesting you should swim
And that's the very moment when you stop and start to fear
"It's strange in here"

The whole place around you is drowning in a flood
While the military's aiming at the sky that wouldn't stop
My sister she's a lawyer so you ask her what to do
Your boy's drowned right before you "let me sue" she says to you
That's the very moment when you stop and start to fear
"It's strange in here"

The whole place is floating gently towards the sea
You're turning to the President: "Ah Sir, don't let this be"
He chuckles once and chuckles twice and then begins to shout
"Let's bring them clouds to justice, track ‘em down and smoke ‘em out"
And that's the very moment when you stop and start to fear
"It's strange in here"

The shaker...

When I was born I felt a treble in my hand
And in short time it started to expand
It travelled up my arm and settled in my shoulder
From there it filled my chest and scared my heart and took it over
Ever since I'm far from sleep I walk the roads at night and weep
"Peace, please!"

Soon after I would shake from head to toe
I left my cardboard house in spite of not knowing where to go
I thought I might find silence if I'd move at such fast pace
So the shaking would sort of discharge somewhere along the race
But the more I walked the more I ran the more things got out of hand
God damn

Under these circumstances it was hard to find a job
Let a lone to touch someone so I'd given up the tought
But then one day I pointed out a figure in the dark
Shaking just as much as me so I offered him my heart
And now guess what happened, there was an earthquake
The whole world fell apart

The shaker...
The dreamer

Once she had a dream from which she never would awake
She feared that if she'd touch the ground her hands would start to shake
Nothing ever fades away her kingdom knows no time
The kick of any given kick is perfectly designed
And she can pull it out any time, that's a bit like singing

The city that she's living in never would insist
On anything of everything, it costs her nothing to exist
Freedom, freedom freedom, free, chains are in demand
When there is no necessity in using your own hands
Well, maybe that's the reason why they're shaking

Now you're banging on her door asking her to step outside
"Come on girl, you must awake, go get yourself a life!"
After endless minutes she answers finally
"well maybe you know who you ar
But still you search for me
Craving for the miracles of my uncertainty"

"You have so much, I miss so much
But what you miss is what you have" she says
From the outside it's you yelling back
"Oh, don't make me laugh!"
When in fact you know she's true
Everything you need out there you need
'Cause it's not you"

"I'll let you be part of my dream
If I can be part of yours"
Bob Dylan said that
"I'll let you be part of my dream
If I can be part of your reality"
I said that

Round And Round

In the backyard you said
"Let's have a family"
In the front yard you note
"Oh, don't you wait for me"
In the papers you saw
"I'm free as free can be"
And your footprint
You left no legacy

Round and round and round and round you go
Who you are, nobody knows
Round and round and round and round you go

Funny air, blow over, blow over, blow over, blow over yeah
So unaware, fall over, fall over, fall over, yeah
Funny air, blow over, blow over, blow over, blow over yeah
So unaware, fall over, fall over, fall over, yeah

In the backyard I sought
I sought a family
In the front yard, I wrote
I wrote on theories
In the papers my note
"I will, I will for eternity"
Now my footprints
"You are my legacy"

Round and round and round and round you go
Who you are, nobody knows
Round and round and round and round you go

You were a shot in the head, when I thought I was home
And I keep throwing you up, so I won't be alone
And I still lead you around, claiming amends
And I wake you and make you and break you again

You were a shot in the head, when I thought I was home
And I keep throwing you up, so I won't be alone
And I still lead you around, claiming amends
And I wake you and make you and break you again

The Tourist

Go
Born on top of a cedar
You can't see me
But I see whatever
You are moving

Can't you put up a ladder
Can't you free me
I'm on top of the cedar
Waving, screaming

Born on top of a whatever
You can't see me
But I feel the shiver
When you are moving

Can't you put up a ladder
Can't you meet me
I'm not holding a treasure
I'm waving, screaming

Can I wear your gloves when my hands are breaking off
Can I wear your gloves and then come down
Can I wear your gloves when my hands are breaking off
Can I wear your gloves and then calm down
Go

Born on top of a cedar
I'm watching my breathing
It's been almost forever
Since I've been feeling

I can't touch you however
I can't lean out
Stuck on top of this cedar
That I have brought up

Teenage Spirit

Let them measure out the room
The dimension, the effect
Let them formulate the state
Of each and every bit
Let them price and calculate
What and what is not
Let them choose and demonstrate
What they have and haven’t got

And I say “Oh, woah, I don’t know”
“Oh, woah, I don’t know”

If I could open up my chest
Pour out of myself
And in a corner I should rest
Rain there in the shelf
Then I’d be soaked up
By words of mountaintops
To finally have spoken out
A line that someone dropped

And I say “Oh, woah, I can know”
"Oh, woah, I can know”

???
???
Things that I could do
See the pawn has the long way home
Go

Let them measure out the room
The dimension, the effect
Let them formulate the state
Of each and every bit
Let them price and calculate
What and what is not
Let them choose and demonstrate
What they have and haven’t got

And I say “Oh, woah, I don’t know”

Might I then will come right next to you
Without the fear of running after
Might I talk when I’m talking through
Then I'll be faster
I'm just supposed to stand with you
Ask you for my clothes
No more shall I sing for you
But no, but no, but no, no, no, no

???
???
Things that I could do
And the pawn had a long way home
'Cause the pawn wouldn't need to know

Rise And Fall

Burning countryside
Mountains being climbed
We shift and turn and swear and yearn
And try try and try

A general collision
With all that stands as such
We reinvent and tear apart
And stitch and stitch and stitch

Marching band's parading
Perfume floods the streets
Everyone's standing
The crowd inside of me

But all of this yeah, all of this
To you does not
But all of this yeah, all of this
To you does not exist

And empires rise and empires fall
And empires rise and empires fall
And we engage and we dissolve

Z'Vreneli abern Guggisberg
Und z'Hans Jacobeli änätern Berg
Z'Vreneli abern Guggisberg
Und z'Hans Jacobeli änätern Berg

S'isch äbä ä Mönsch uf Ärde
S'isch äbä ä Mönsch uf Ärde
S'isch äbä ä Mönsch uf Ärde
S'isch äbä ä Mönsch uf Ärde

Z'Vreneli abern Guggisberg
Und z'Hans Jacobeli änätern Berg
Z'Vreneli abern Guggisberg
Und z'Hans Jacobeli änätern Berg

S'isch äbä ä Mönsch uf Ärde
S'isch äbä ä Mönsch uf Ärde
S'isch äbä ä Mönsch uf Ärde
S'isch äbä ä Mönsch uf Ärde
Wo i möcht binim sie

And empires rise and empires fall
And empires rise and empires fall
And we engage and we dissolve
For nothing but the change

But all of this yeah, all of this
To you does not
But all of this yeah, all of this
To you does not
But all of this yeah, all of this
To you does not exist

Drainpipes

Land with no drainpipes
There's a girl with a flute in her throat
She's only in bloom whispering by the command of a ghost, ghost
She dares not speak knowing that this would unfold
The lack of a voice, genuinely hers all alone

Land with no drainpipes again they are switching their seats
A new order to what has bored them enough, where's the news
So she, buys herself a skeleton to simply believe
There once was a shape underneath our infinite possibilities

Bring her snowstorms
Bring her back, back to the chain
Bring the dictator
Who is now sleeping in vain

Bring her snowstorms
Bring her back, back to the chain
Bring the dictator
Who is now sleeping in vain

Bring her snowstorms
Bring her, bring her back to the chain
Bring the dictator
Who is now sleeping in vain

Monday's Ghost

In your distant Zitilites
I tried to read your time at night
I tried to find your roof your floor
The corners of your mind, the four

And I'll return down to the mines
Where you are safe from me
And I will stop to burn your house
And keep you safe from me

The red flags on your dear facade
Wouldn't break the secret to my guards
Told me not with which wind to come
Refused to tell how and when

I'll return down to the mines
Where you are safe from me
And I will stop to burn your house
And keep you safe from me

How could I so clearly find
And have no chance to read your signs
Bring me back to your front door
And me pretend that I waited for

I wish that you would search the mines
And keep them safe from me
I wish that you would stop the fire
And keep it safe from me

House of Gods

Schoolboy heroes
A speech on every lip
You copy kingdom
A newspaper army
That pretends to collect
The truth

The dog in a trap
Doesn't try to forget
Why he's whining
While you just decide
For yourself

Alien neighbour
My house doesn't burn
If you don't see it
Should I wait for a prophet
For a lesson to learn
For the God

Alien neighbour
There's ash on your lawn
You were the saviour
You would have been mercy
When the winds didn't turn
'Round, around
'Round, around

Look at it
Don't look at it now
Look at it
Don't look at it now
Look at it
Don't look at it now

Spiegelbild

( Feat. Stephan Eicher )

Oh, geschter häsch plötzlech nüt meh gseh
Und sithär gseht dich äu niemmert meh
Oh, geschter isch dr Schpiegel verbroche
Und sithär bricht dis Gsicht usenand

Ich, bi nur e Idee vo dir
So wie du sie willsch
Und du, bisch nur e Idee vo mir
So wie n ich sie bruuch

Wänns das gäbti, häi
Wänns das gäbti
Wäre mir immer gliich

Min Dokter seit
Chumm, leg dr Mantel ab
Und ich säg
Aber drunder han i nüt
Min Dokter seit
Chumm, leg dr Mantel ab
Und ich säg
Aber drunder bin i nüt, nüt

Ich, bi nur e Idee vo dir
So wie du sie willsch
Und du, bisch nur e Idee vo mir
So wie n ich sie bruuch


Ich, bi nur e Idee vo dir
So wie du sie willsch
Und du, bisch nur e Idee vo mir
So wie n ich sie bruuch

Wänns das gäbti, häi
Wänns das gäbti
Wäre mir immer, allei


1983

Leave Me With The Monkeys

Upstairs they have begun to sweep
The floors and night begins to speak
Of possibilities, silence promises

The city's full of storylines
Do I have to sing those rhymes
Those possibilities, broken promises

Take away your easy jokes
Leave me with the monkeys
I know every place to go
And will not go for pennies

They talk to me on every screen
Someone's always calling me
Is this a movie scene
A moving movie scene

My back is turned against the call
I drop my keys and kiss the floor
Countless are the roads from here
But my heart is nowhere

Take away your easy jokes
Leave me with the monkeys
I know every place to go
And will not go for pennies

My heart, my heart, my heart
Is nowhere, is nowhere
Is nowhere, is nowhere

Lovesong To Everyone

I took your door bell and rang up the city
I rolled your fags and it made me feel pretty
One gun held against my shoe
And the other one pointing at you

You were all so very lovely
My hands were in the air
Fell in love right in the beginning
I swear, I swear, I swear

Good God as if they were empty
I filled up my pockets, until I had plenty
Plenty of things belonging to you
Your schools, your fools, your blues

You were all so very lovely
My hands were in the air
Fell in love right in the beginning
I swear, I swear, I swear

I collected the ghosts that would sleep in your hair
And I stole all the words they hung into the air
And with them I shaped a pen and a chair
In which I sit, sing and scribble
I composed a dog barking in vain
And with it the silence behind its complaints
And with that the highways that take things away
And then discovered that there are no endings
And now that I am so completely of you
I do not understand what I do

Dear all, I am full of your blood
I am full of your absence
Full of your love
Full of your words
That will tear me apart
Apart from everything

In mid-air blinding the shades
The sun appears, I get carried away
That was it my truthful account
Of what it's about

1983

Guten Morgen 1983
Wo sind deine Kinder
Ich bin zu Dir zurückgekehrt
Nur kurz noch nicht für immer
1983 zeig mir deine Finger
Und frag nach deinem Abdruck

1983 wo sind deine Stimmen
Wo sind deine Ausnahmen deine Mongoloiden
Wo sind deine Dichter deine Zweifel deine maden
Was hat es gekostet immer besser zu leben

Bitte sing mir ein Volkslied
Bitte sing mir ein Volkslied
Bitte sing mir ein Volkslied
Auch wenn es das nicht mehr gibt

Ich hab ölige Hände und Öl in meinem Bauch
Weiss gemalte Wände, weiss gemalter Staub
Meine Augen sind aus Glas und ich sehe immer schärfer
Aus meinem Mund strömt Gas oh ich werde immer wärmer

Ich kratze an meine decke nach dem Wetter ich will frieren
Ich leg mich in den Keller zu den ausgestorbnen Tieren
Ich leg mich in den Kühlschrank dort liegt noch etwas Eis
Dann ruf ich deinen Namen
Das ist mein kleines bisschen Wahrheit

Und wenn dann der Regen doch kommt
Und all dein Erfolg war umsonst
Und all dein Zeug fließt davon
Ja dann hör gut hin
Ja dann hör gut hin
Dann singe ich dir ein Volkslied
Dann singe ich dir ein Volkslied
Dann singe ich dir ein Volkslied
Weil das alles ist was ich hab

Komm bitte sing mir ein Volkslied
Komm bitte sing mir ein Volkslied
Komm bitte sing mir ein Volkslied
Weil das alles ist was ich hab

1983
Alles muss weg
Alles muss sterben
Es ist nie zu spät neu geboren zu werden

Headlights

You told your tales with pictures
I tried to make it seem good
I borrowed the heart of a preacher
And believed as hard as I could

You don't know how much I worked there
You don't know the risk I took
You hardly, hardly saw me
Behind the mirror round my neck

Caught in your headlights
I had to close my eyes
Caught in your Headlights
I had so little time

Caught in your headlights
I couldn't turn back
I was never myself
I was you
I forgot

You sold your smiles untroubled
Your light was on every face
You were too young to know that it mattered
That every time someone must pay

I bought your every word then
I didn't have my side
I was too old to learn my first lesson
So I dance with tied hands in mind

Caught in your headlights
I had to close my eyes
Caught in your Headlights
I had so little time

Caught in your headlights
I couldn't turn back
I was never myself
I was you
I forgot

Citylights Forever

In Berlin there's a project
Waiting for all
We're a Napoleon cut into spalls
And I wish I were two little dogs on the log
So I could play with each other

The only question that comes to my head
Is should I watch Monty Python or commemorate the dead
Billions and trillions who have never had any time

When I drink up it's empty
When I move I am tough
When I think of a girl in the world
I know she won't be enough

And the prophet next door
Said "the stone in your hand is holding your hand"
And I do understand
And I don't understand
I just wish I could stand in the middle of a mountain

Citylights forever

And now if there's a God
Or if there is not
Still I find myself hoping and pleading a lot
And then seeing Madonna showing her spots
I take a bow to the women in veils

When I drink up it's empty
When I move I am tough
When I think of a boy in the world
I know he won't be enough

Citylights, citylights
Citylights...
City forever

Your Personal Religion

Your personal religion
Your enthusiastic expressions
Your daring clothes
Your overdose
Your intimate songs
Your broken vows
Your divorces
Your forced sexual discourses
Your tight jeans
Your sun cream
Spiritualities

It doesn't speak
It doesn't speak

Your antidepressant breakfast table
Your MTV porn feeding the children
How did you dare think you're worth a war
Your clever quotes on independence
Your independent loneliness
Your massive, massive of self-control

It doesn't speak
It doesn't speak for me
It doesn't speak
It doesn't speak for me

You're taking care of your body
You're taking care of your soul
Your psycho, your spycho analysis
Your T-shirt says Punk
You're so Rock'n Roll
You do whatever you want
Oh, I know I know
Your individual, individual vomit

It doesn't speak
It doesn't speak for me
It doesn't speak
It doesn't speak for me

With the sounds of my city
With the blowing of the wind
In the silence of our children sleeping
I might come to understand
With the pushing of the rivers
With the falling of the rain
With the dust and with its drifting
I will sing and sing again

It's never gonna die
It's never gonna die, oh no
It's never gonna die
It's never gonna die

It's never gonna die
It's never gonna die, oh no
It's never gonna die
It's never never gonna die, oh


Le Vent Nous Portera

( Noir Désir Cover )

Je n'ai pas peur de la route
Faudrait voir, faut qu'on y goûte
Des méandres au creux des reins
Tout ira bien là
Le vent nous portera

Ton message à la Grande Ourse
La trajectoire de la course
Un instantané de velours
Même s'il ne sert à rien
Le vent l'emportera
Tout disparaîtra
Le vent nous portera

La caresse et la mitraille
Cette plaie qui nous tiraille
Le palais des autres jours
D'hier et demain
Le vent les portera

Génetique en bandouillère
Des chromosomes dans l'atmosphère
Et des taxis pour les galaxies
Et mon tapis volant dis
Le vent l'emportera
Tout disparaîtra
Le vent nous portera

Ce parfum de nos années mortes
Ce qui peut frapper à ta porte
Infinité de destins
On en pose un et qu'est-ce qu'on en retient
Le vent l'emportera

Pendant que la marée monte
Et que chacun fait ses comptes
J'emmène au creux de mon ombre
Des poussières de toi
Le vent les portera
Tout disparaîtra
Le vent nous portera

Travelogue

Call back the cards now and
Lay down the pen
Take off your glasses
Unpack your things
Feel with your thumbs
The edge of your chin and
Hold you hands again

Lower my head now I
Halt and I stand I
Follow the lines in
The palm of my hand

I feel with my thumbs
The dust on my skin and
No I will not dream again

I’m ready now
I’m going now
Nowhere
Don’t take me out
I’m breaking out
In here
I’m ready now
I’m going now
Nowhere

Bring me some water and
Don’t bring me wine
Turn off the movies
Let it be time
Destroy all the airplanes
I’ll sleep on the floor
We must dream no more

I’m ready now
I’m going now
Nowhere
Don’t take me out
I’m breaking out
In here
I'll kill the fire
I'll close the doors
And I'll watch you
No more

Breaking the Waves

I left the stage without encore
Walking backwards through the door
I hadn't come to give you more
I'm not quite sure what this is for

On the threshold I would wait
And wait for you to name the case
Are you bored with what you do
Am I just entertaining you

Give me a second, turn from the fire
I am no experiment
Give me a second, turn from the fire
I could be an empire

In every look of yours there's depth
Is it for me or for the risk
Is it love that makes you soft
Or whatever day you're shaking off

In every word of yours there's hope
Are you fighting for my vote
Or is it your romantic side
That just cannot stay unsatisfied

Give me a second, turn from the fire
I am no experiment
Give me a second, turn from the fire
I could be an empire

D'red

I ha aui Prognose
U Kennä ke Affäkt
I bruche dini Rose
Aber ha so viu Respäkt

So Winki die Matrose
Sie si immer nöi
Wär o gärn nöi gebore
Gedankelos allei

I ha gar nüt z´säge hie
Drum frag etzt nüme na
I ha gar nüt z´sage hie
O wenn du meinsch das i das cha

Zwüsche hie u jetzt
Liet aus wo nid isch worde
Zwüsche hie u jetzt
Liet aus wo nid isch gsi
Frag nid nach mim wahre
La mir so viu würd
Aues het u het kei sinn

I wet Dir so viu sägä hie
Drum frag u la nid los
I wet dir so viu säg hie
Frag u la nid los

Approximately Gone

It's way over my head
It's over
It's way over my head
It's done

Every time you're out the door
You're at the back
You're back for more
You never get out
Never get out

Every time I loose my shoes
I cut my feet I think of you
You never get out

You're in between my fingers
You're the hole inside my head

Go!

Invisible

When I step out on the street
All the papers speak to me
Telling me about the truth on pages

The fish are dying out again
Michael Jackson had a friend
I should not forget to spend my wages

That’s how everybody knows
What everybody knows about
Everybody are the bodies that we know about

Where are all the people at
Someone’s paying for the fat
Why hasn’t it exploded yet
It’s invisible

Where are all the people at
Someone’s paying for the fat
Why hasn’t it exploded yet
It’s invisible

Obama, showbiz
Jesus, showbiz
Art, showbiz
Democracy, showbiz
Sex, showbiz
Iraq, showbiz
Memories, showbiz
Sophie Hunger, showbiz

I don’t know what it is that there is behind the curtain
But there is something out there burning and it is unspoken

Where are all the people at
Someone’s paying for the fat
Why hasn’t it exploded yet
It’s invisible

Where are all the people at
Someone’s paying for the fat
Why hasn’t it exploded yet
It’s invisible

Where are all the people at
Someone’s paying for the fat
Why hasn’t it exploded yet
It’s invisible

Where are all the people at
Someone’s paying for the fat
Why hasn’t it exploded yet
It’s invisible

Somewhere in the Hindukush
Lives the greatest poet
Scribbling signs into the dust
And we will never know it

Broken English

There were mountains to begin with
Silence shaped in giants
My voice would reach the highest
But you cannot tell this in english

My old man's precise and attentive
My mother's tongue, mahogony sounds
As a girl I got lost in a cloud
But you cannot tell this in english

I balance an egg in a spoon
I'm never on time
It's too late or too soon
And in the night there is always the moon
That doesn't speak in english

Train People

My love, I cannot feel my teeth
I cannot feel my feet
We're driving forever now
Why did we leave and how
We're driving forever now
Why did we leave and how

Always hungry
And the whistle blows
And it's blindly running
And everybody knows

It should be stopping
And we should get off
And it will collide but
We're all tide up

Now, don't be scared of what I say
It won't carry things away
Our words echo on the rails
Where all of our days are made
Our words echo on the rails
Where all of our days are made

The wire's, your voice
With no hesitation
The metal's, your motion
Without a trembling
The light's, your thoughts
 In anticipation
The station, your sleep
Without a dream

And while we're passing
The towns are passing
And while we're passing
The homes are passing
And while we're passing
Time is passing


The Danger of Light

Rererevolution

When is the moment
And where will we meet
What must I abandon
What will I need

What's the direction
What's the name of the street
Where will I find the plan

Who will we fight
What are the words
What is my line
And who will walk first

Why is it nobody knows where to go
But everybody knows we must go

Where is my revolution, revolution
Where is my revolution, revolution
Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin
Is that a flicker
Is that a fire
Is someone knocking
Was that a sign

That voice talking
God, is it mine
Calling, calling
Calling all the time

Where is my revolution
Where is my revolution
Where is my revolution

Souldier

You broke the sky
The sky is broken
Now you’re home forever

You broke the floor
The floor won’t brake your pacing
Silent fever

They let you go
But it won’t let you go

They said you’re right
Your head’s as high as high
As theirs was falling

You touch my back
You can’t come back
But you are hardly standing
Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin
They let you go
But it won’t let you go

Oh oh souldier
Don’t break your shoulders for nothing
Oh oh souldier
Don’t you break your shoulders for nothing

This is London
Wasn’t London the one great excuse
And I’m the stranger
I’m the stranger walking home with you

They let you go
But it won’t let go

Oh oh souldier
Don’t break your shoulders for nothing
Oh oh souldier
Don’t break your shoulders for nothing

Oh oh souldier
Don’t you break your shoulders for nothing

LikeLikeLike

I know I'm not supposed to look at you the way I look at you
I know I'm not supposed to look at you the way I look at you
I wear my shades all day long and I sing it in a folk song tune

I know I'm not supposed to wait for you the way I wait for you
I know I'm not supposed to wait for you the way I wait for you
So I pretend I'm on the go and only meant to say hello to you

Then I sing
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la
I like to see you

And I sing
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la
I like to see you

I know I'm not supposed to look at you the way I look at you
I know I'm not supposed to look at you the way I look at you
So I stricly watch my feet when I'm walking down the street with you
Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin
You're not supposed to show, no you're not supposed to know the truth
You're not supposed to show, no yo'ure not supposed to know the truth
'Cause boy, I need your breeze more than I need your keys, I do

And I sing
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la
I like to see you

And I sing
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la
I like to see you

La la la la la la la
La la la la la la
I like to see you

Das Neue

Deutschland die neue Türkei
Die Schweiz schon bald im Siebengebirge
Und jetzt ist das neue vorbei

Drum wenn Du bald nach Hause kommst
Dann bin ich nicht mehr hier
Ich kann nicht bleiben wie ich bin trotz Dir

Drum wenn Du bald nach Hause kommst
Dann bin ich nicht mehr hier
Ich kann nicht bleiben wie ich bin trotz Dir

Zuckerberg ist der neue Columbus
Der Bankmann die neue Aristokratie
Gesundheit der neue Exorzismus
Et la fatigue c'est la nouvelle folie

Nichtraucher sind die neuen Raucher
Alte fühlen sich neu immer jünger
Intellektuell ist neu völlig unbrauchbar
Frei zum bestehlen ist neu Sophie Hunger
Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin
Drum wenn Du bald nach Hause kommst
Dann bin ich nicht mehr hier
Ich kann nicht bleiben wie ich bin trotz Dir
Hier, hier, hier

Drum wenn du bald nach hause kommst
Dann such nicht mehr nach mir
Ich kann nicht bleiben wie ich bin trotz dir

Wenn du bald nach hause kommst
Dann such nicht mehr nach mir
Ich kann nicht bleiben wie ich bin mit dir

Wenn du bald nach hause kommst
Dann such nicht mehr nach mir
Ich kann nicht bleiben wie ich bin trotz dir
Hier, hier

Kommst du nach hause
Komm bitte nach hause
Zu mir

Can You See Me

I will never be born to the voice of a black lady
I will never be strong like a man in a trench
But they are, they are, they are the ones who saved me
From the fire and the cold and the stench

I will never be tall like the walls in a mountain
I will never see all like the stars in the sky
So is it true, is it true, is it true we are turning
And when you are turning so am I

Tell me when you see me
Can you see yourself
Tell me when you see me
Can you see yourself

Tell me when you see me
Can you see yourself
How much do we share
How much do I really care

I can wave my hand like a girl in a whorehouse
I can blush at a smile like a king in disguise
But I, I will never have to live by
The mercy of strangers, the mercy of ties
Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin
I will never know how they will talk of my ages
I will never be sure that I committed no crime
Is it true, is it true that we are turning
And when you are turning so am I

So tell me when you see me
Can you see yourself
Tell me when you see me
Can you see yourself

Tell me when you see me
Can you see yourself

How much do I really care

Heharun

You Sheila
You won’t sing with the choir
You will not compare
You will not be a liar
You won’t grow your hair
For the men up in the tower
You will not compare
You will honour your desire

Oh don’t you wake up
Oh don’t you wake up
Oh don’t you wake up in terror

You are a lover
You are a lover
You are a lover
For you might mean the world
Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin
Heharun
You won’t join the weather
You are much too strong
To flout like a feather
You cannot go home
And wait for your father
To understand that life has no order

Oh don’t you wake up
Oh don’t you wake up
Oh don’t you wake up in horror

You are a lover
You are a lover
You are a lover
For you might mean the world

Z'lied Vor Freiheitsstatue

Chum, I ma scho lang nüm warte
Um mi ume verändre sich d’Farbe
Aber I bi immer gliech

Chum oder bini ächt scho gstorbe
I mim letschte Troum verlore
Wo sich eifach immer gliecht

Lueg, mir isch schwindlig
Aber schwindlig bini nid
Lueg, I han es Riesse
Riesse chani nüt

Chum und bring mi bald ids Wanke
I bi sicher I chönt o chli tanze
Wenn Du mi bruchsch derfür
Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin
Chum oder ghöri mi ächt nur sälber
Säg, bi I Dir je necher cho als Du mir

Lueg, mir isch schwindlig
Aber schwindlig bini nid
Lueg, I han es Riesse
Aber riesse chani nüt

Holy Hells

Why you got a secret
What’s behind your back
A fire bolt, a thunder
Go pull it out of a hat

Why do you need to keep it
Why can’t it be explained
And how come I can’t see it
When it’s part of every everything

Oh, go, man I don’t need to know
What I need to believe
Oh, go, man I don’t need to know
What I need to believe

What if I made up a secret
Took a pen and wrote it down
What if I held up that paper
And had it be passed around

Wouldn’t that be clever
Wouldn’t that be “wow”
I’d still be standing in the weather
As I’m standing in it now
Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin
Oh, go, man I don’t need to know
What I need to believe
Oh, go, man I don’t need to know
What I need to believe

The Fallen

You’re on the boat
You made it there
The lucky one who couldn’t bear
But you’ll never be what we can be
So don't say please

You’re on the boat
You’re almost done
You see the coast where the sun goes down
But you’ll never be what we can be
So don’t say please

Look at the boys in the water
Look at the girls they are the fallen
Is it because we are better
Or is it because we were born here

All of your possible ways
All your ideas and your particular taste
All of your hair and all of your face
Will go down, will go down, will go down, down in the waves

All your opinions, your views
The smell of your neck and the shape of your shoes
The sound of your voice and the words that you choose
Will go down, will go down, will go down, down in the waves
Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin
Look at the boys in the water
Look at the girls they are the fallen
Is it because we are better
Or is it because we were born here

Look at the boys in the water
Look at the girls they are the fallen
Is it because we are better
Or is it because we were born here

Perpetrator

I’ll take it easy
I won’t go too fast
I can no more be late
The counting’s over
The deadline’s passed
Nothing’s left at stake

I know my lines and I’ll set them free
Like bullets break through glass
But I will also speak for you
I will not be the last

I’m not a stranger
I, I am your cause
I’m not a stranger
I, I am your cause
Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin
I move with grace and elegance
This is my final move
Can't you tell it’s evident
That nothing will be as it was

I can’t hear your plead for mercy
Your mouth is moving silently
And as I now begin to aim
I know that you believe in me

I’m not a stranger
I, I am your cause
I’m not a stranger
I, I am because of you

I’m not a stranger
I, I am your cause
I’m not a stranger
I, I am your cause
I'm your

Take a Turn

Bear your escapades
I know you’ve made mistakes
But a hidden heart will be very hard to take

Move your tired feet
You don’t need to compete
But a heedless heart will be very hard to need

Take a turn
Shake off the dirt
Take a turn
Shake off the dirt

Don’t scorn your crazy fires
Don’t teach yourself denial
A heart that beats must repeat itself
Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin
So throw your shoulders back
Clench your fist, look up
You will be somebody’s love

Take a turn
Shake off the dirt
Take a turn
Shake off the dirt

First We Leave Manhattan

Bye bye Manhattan
Bye bye punk
Bye bye polarbear
Bye bye monk
Bye bye orchestra
Your friends are numb

This is the end of your being
This is the end of your stay
I don’t know where we’re going
But I don’t want to be afraid

Bye bye communist
Bye bye bye jazz
Bye bye gentlemen
What a sad pass you had

Bye bye cowboy
And liberalist
Bye bye Tv and Radio
And English

Bye bye popstar
So long pain
Assad, think of me when you kiss your chains
Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin
Bye bye European, you saw the light
Now, bow to the rising sun and say
Hello Life

This is the end of your being
This is the end of your stay
I don’t know where we’re going
But I don’t want to be afraid

I don’t know where we’re going
I don’t know where we’re going
I don’t know where we’re going
I don’t know where we’re going

I don’t know where we’re going
I don’t know but I am going too

This is the end of your being
This is the end of your stay
I don’t know where we’re going
But I don’t want to be afraid

What It Is

It’s up above my head
It’s way down in the mud
It’s not something that I said
It’s something in my blood
It’s up above my head
It’s somewhere in my kidney
Somewhere in my red
It’s out there and it’s in me

I don’t know what it is
I don’t know what it is
I don’t know what it is
But it’s all that I have

It’s not the bones under your skin
Not the spelling of your name
It’s not the things you take inside before the rain
It’s not the shot of your gun
Or the sugar in your cane
It’s not the tickets to the plays that you have seen
It’s not the reflection in the mirror
Not the shining of your silver
Not the most important things you think you’ve done
And no, it’s not what you have cancelled
Not the calls you didn’t answer
It’ll still be there when you are long time gone
Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin
I don’t know what it is
I don’t know what it is
I don’t know what it is
But it’s all that I have

It’s up above my head
It’s always and it’s never
It’s me that’s part of it
A second in forever

My oh My II

Like smoke before fire
You remind me of the end
What covers the mire
Who are you again

You’re coming and going
You do as you, you do as you please
One second you’re moving
One second you freeze

My oh My
This plane is crashing down again
My only friend, the one who bends
You leave with a kick

My oh My
Don’t stop the engine
You’re on edge it’s clear but let me mention dear
The house we’re about to hit
Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin
How could you possibly forget
It’s my house we are about to hit

You’re coming and going
You do as you, you do as you, you do as you, do as you please
My great speculation should despite (?)

My oh My
This plane is crashing down again
My only friend, the one who bends
You leave with a kick

My oh My
Don’t stop the engine
You’re on edge it’s clear but let me mention dear
The house we’re about to hit

How could you possibly forget
This house you are about to hit
So if you’re a saviour save me still
My friend, my friend, my friend
When these roads won’t bend to your will

Oh no, you’re coming and going
You’re coming and going

My oh My oh My oh My oh My...

The Musician

You are the thrill that pounds in me
I’m watching you happen, I’m watching you be
But once you’re coming over, once you begin
I must invent myself again

So don’t tell me no answers
Don’t end the phrase
Don’t tell me your secrets
Leave just a taste

Don’t you tell me where you end
And where you begin
Oh I must invent my, myself again

Oh, don’t come close
Od don’t let me know
I can’t touch you
When I touch you
Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin
How can I talk when I, I know how to sing
How can I awake when I know about the dream
How can I take when I, I can’t give a thing

Don’t come close
Don’t let, don't let me know
I can’t touch you
When I touch you

One Too Many Mornings

( Bob Dylan )

Down the street the dogs are barking
And the day is getting dark
As the night comes in a-falling
And the dogs will lose their bark

And the silent night will shatter
From the sounds inside my mind
For I’m just one too many mornings
And a thousand miles behind

From the crossroads of my doorstep
My eyes they start to fade
As I turn my head back to the room
Where my love and I have laid

And I gaze back to the street
The sidewalk and the sign
I’m just one too many mornings
And a thousand miles behind
Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin
It’s a restless hungry feeling
That don’t mean no one no good
When everything I’m saying
You can say it just as good

You’re right from your side
I’m right from mine
We’re just one too many mornings
And a thousand miles behind

Ne Me Quitte Pas

( Jacques Brel )

Ne me quitte pas
Il faut oublier
Tout peut s'oublier
Qui s'enfuit déjà
Oublier le temps
Des malentendus
Et le temps perdu
A savoir comment
Oublier ces heures
Qui tuaient parfois
A coups de pourquoi
Le cœur du bonheur
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas

Moi je t'offrirai
Des perles de pluie
Venues de pays
Où il ne pleut pas
Je creuserai la terre
Jusqu'après ma mort
Pour couvrir ton corps
D´or et de lumière
Je ferai un domaine
Où l'amour sera roi
Où l'amour sera loi
Où tu seras reine
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas

Moi je t'offrirai
Des perles de pluie
Venues de pays
Où il ne pleut pas
Je creuserai la terre
Jusqu'après ma mort
Pour couvrir ton corps
D´or et de lumière
Je ferai un domaine
Où l'amour sera roi
Où l'amour sera loi
Où tu seras reine
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas
???
Rob from always on the run dot net is so bad and copy paste is a sin
Ne me quitte pas
Je ne vais plus pleurer
Je ne vais plus parler
Je me cacherai là
A te regarder
Danser et sourire
Et à t´écouter
Parler puis rire
Laisse-moi devenir
L´ombre de ton ombre
L´ombre de ta main
L´ombre de ton chien
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas
???

Supermoon

Supermoon

I'm a supermoon
I'm your friend in blue
I couldn't be more perfect

I'm a supermoon
A hard balloon
My life is like a desert

I was cut out of your stone
I am empty, but I'm never alone

You turn away, you turn around
You turn in circles all the time
You're stuck and you're restless
You're out of sight, you reappear
When no one ever see you then
You're lame and you're breathless
I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake
I was cut out of your stone
I'm empty but I'm never alone
Never alone

Sometimes I'm cold and sometimes I burn
But when I look at you, oh I, I see the world

I'm the one you're howling to
But you got to learn to say it
You got to turn your eyes from me
You got to see things naked

I was cut out of your stone
I'm empty but I'm never alone
Never alone

Sometimes I'm cold and sometimes I burn
When I look at you, oh I, I see the world
Sometimes I'm cold and sometimes I burn
When I look at you, oh I, I see the world

Mad Miles

Happy New Year California
I've got no money but you've got miles
Kids are dreaming for you
Sleeping barefoot on your isles
They watch the sun til they cry

Happy New Year California
I eat your honey and drink your wine
The world is yours and you're mine

So take me
Away, away, away, away, away, away, away, away, away
No one can see me
Away, away, away, away, away, away, away, away, away
Nobody needs me

Hour per hour, day by day
You're pushing, pushing, pushing me further away
There's nothing here to remember, or recognize
I could stay here forever and never arrive
I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake
So take me
Away, away, away, away, away, away, away, away, away
And no one can see me
Away, away, away, away, away, away, away, away, away
And nobody needs me
Away, away, away, away, away, away, away, away, away
But no one can see me
Away, away, away, away, away, away, away, away, away
But nobody needs me

Happy New Year California
You seem so sunny, you seem so calm
Your frinkles, your colours
No matter what happens, you stay alive

So take me
Away, away, away, away, away, away, away, away, away
And no one can see me
Away, away, away, away, away, away, away, away, away
And nobody needs me

Give me your mad miles
Give me your mad miles

So take me away, away, away, away, away, away, away, away, away
And no one can see me
Away, away, away, away, away, away, away, away, away
And nobody needs me

Happy New Year California
Happy New Year California
Happy New Year California
Happy New Year California

Love Is Not The Answer

Love is not the answer to everything
Ask the ice-cream van driver down on Madison
He's getting tipped by fathers on weekends
But can't afford no pipe tobacco cherry blend
No, no, love is not the answer to everything
I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake
Oh, please don't
Oh, please don't
Love me

Love is not the answer to everything
Ask the big black orca in the aquarium in Oregon
He gets bright smiles from children with autistic symptoms
For three meals a day of packed sardines from tin cans

Oh, please don't
Oh, whatever you do
Please, please don't
Love me

Love is not the answer to everything
Ask Romeo and Juliet living in a coffin
They tried to die for each other
And then they killed one another
Yeah, love is not the answer to anything

Die Ganze Welt

Ich spreche leise
Mit ner zerbrochnen Fensterscheibe
Über Anarchie

Ich üb an Haltung
Im Garten mit arbeitslosen Akrobaten
Auf Terpentin

Ich falt die Hände wie ein Katholike in der Kirche
Und hoffe vor mich hin

Du
Du bist die ganze Welt
Du bist die ganze Welt

Du
Du bist die ganze Welt
Du bist die ganze Welt

Ich schaue CNN
Geköpfte Kurden und einen Weltrekord im Spurten
Oh, ich bin so aufgeklärt
I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake
Ich zähl die Stunden
Ich zähle die Sekunden
Ich bin ein Messgerät

Doch was werd ich tun, wo geh ich hin
Wenn das, was ich bin
Dir nicht gefällt

Du
Du bist die ganze Welt
Du bist die ganze Welt

Du
Du bist die ganze Welt
Du bist die ganze Welt

Was werd ich tun, wo geh ich hin
Was werd ich tun, wenn das, was ich bin
Dir nicht gefällt

Du
Du bist die ganze Welt
Du ganze Welt

Du
Du bist die ganze Welt
Du bist die ganze Welt

Fathr

Boy, boy
You can't not need him
He's the ceiling
He pulled your hair he made you
He's the one who dared to
Fend the flames and then run

Boy, boy
We say he's working
He can't be staying
We lie our heads hoping
And you will not be broken
He's digging a hole
The hole you will live in forever

Your father said that he was gonna call
He says he loves you loves you most of all
His shoes are always there behind the door that never opens
I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake
Boy, boy
You're tired of waiting
You try to hate him
When he's there you're quiet, you look ??? in silence
He is the man you'll become if you cannot forgive him

Your father said that he was gonna call
He says he loves you loves you most of all
His shoes are always there behind the door that never opens

Haven't you, haven't you, haven't you been good
Haven't you, haven't you been good
Haven't you, haven't you, haven't you been enough
Haven't you, haven't you been good

Your father said that he was gonna call
He says he loves you loves you most of all
His shoes are always there behind the door that never opens

The Age Of Lavender

You took your headphones off and said
You've got this aching in your neck
It's in a blind spot
Between your shoulders and your head
I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake
"I'm not an expert" I replied
"But Darling, you never sit up straight
Or it's from contaminated chicken wings and steak
Or what about improper insulation
Or some sort of post-traumatic reaction
Or even a rare mutation in your DNA"

You've got a pension plan and a cross on a chain
But oh that pain won't go away
You've got a Volvo van and a house on your name
But oh, you can't feel it every day

You say it's all been investigated
But that nothing, nothing seems to work
And now you're feeling sorry for your ancestors

All their wars and sacrifices
Man, that woman throwing herself under a horse
While you believe in the effects of lavender

You've got a cyanide pill if you ever fall ill
But no, it's not that bad just yet
You got a gun in your bed and a licence to kill
But oh, you won't hold it to your head

There was silence, we were squinting
The refrigerator kept on buzzing
Or was it something with the microwave

"Well, that's dubious" I whispered
"But I'm afraid it doesn't make a difference
The Universe don't care about us any way"

You've got a pension plan and a cross on a chain
But oh, that pain won't go away
You've got a Volvo van and a house on your name
But oh, you can feel it every day

La chanson d'Hélène

Sophie Hunger :
Ce soir nous sommes Septembre
Et j'ai fermé ma chambre
Le soleil n'y entrera plus
Tu ne m'aimes plus

Là-haut un oiseau passe
Comme une dédicace
Dans le ciel
Tu ne m'aimes plus

Eric Cantona :
Je t'aimais tant Hélène
Il faut se quitter
Les avions partiront sans nous
Je ne sais plus t'aimer Hélène

Sophie Hunger :
Avant dans la maison
J'aimais quand nous vivions
Comme dans un dessin d'enfant
Tu ne m'aimes plus
I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake
Je regarde le soir
Tomber dans les miroirs
C'est, c'est la vie

Eric Cantona :
C'est mieux ainsi Hélène
C'était l'amour sans amitié
Il va falloir changer de mémoire
Je ne t'écrirai plus Hélène

Sophie Hunger :
L'histoire n'est plus à suivre
Et j'ai fermé le livre
Le soleil n'y entrera plus
Tu ne m'aimes plus

Heicho

Mami, sitz ab, i mues dir öbis sägä
Du bisch perfekt gsi, Neopren im Rägä
I cha vier Sprache, und weiss "nei" z'sägä
Aber i wott meh vom Läbä
I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake
I weiss nid wie langs wird wärde
Und I weiss nid wohie das füert
I hane Plastiksack mit Gmües
Und es fatalistischs Gmüet

Aber I chume
Sicher hei cho stärbe
Aber I chume
Sicher hei cho stärbe
Aber I chume
Sicher hei cho stärbe

Mami, I bi so stolz gsi
Ha allne Flugzüg gwunke
Und am 4i am morge für d'Touriste us dr Limmat trunke
E halb Stund drufabe
Bini kollabiert ufem Badzimmerbode

Und i vermisse jetzt scho üsi gheimi Sprach
Aber i ha nüt meh z'sägä, es geit um das
Du muesch nid trurig si
I bruche Füür i mir

Aber I chume
Sicher hei cho stärbe
Aber I chume
Sicher hei cho stärbe
Aber I chume
Sicher hei cho stärbe

Du muesch nid trurig sie
Es geit so schnäu verbie
Du muesch nid trurig sie
Es geit so schnäu verbie
Du muesch nid trurig sie
I bruche Füür i mir

Mami, i weiss, Du wirsch di super vorbereite
Für wenn i de chume zrügg
Wirsch mis Plätzli schön verteidige
Mit mim Name uf Granit

Wirsch z'Schwiezerchrütz uf Halbmast la
Und di freue über d'Farb
Wo nach allne denä Jahre
No immer so fantastisch strahlt

Queen Drifter

It's been a while, thousands of miles
I never had a favourite place
Folding up tables, eating with strangers
But never seen a favourite face

You're so scared of being alone
So you start to love the things you know
But my carbon fiber is shatterproof

Come on, come on
Let me be gone
Breaking, break the seasons
Come on, Come on
Let me be done
I'm losing my intention

I'm here and I don't have a reason
I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake
Yes, now it's been ages
I'm feeling courageous
Like a star in epic poetry
Nothing can face me
I'm as firm as a pavement
I'm a stone with old school courtesy

You're so scared of being alone
So you start to need the things you know
But my carbon fiber is shatterproof

Come on, come on
Let me be gone
Breaking, break the seasons
Come on, come on
Let me be done
I'm losing my intention

I'm here and I don't have a reason

Am Radio

Deine Freundin will nicht mehr mit dir gehen
Katastrophe!
Du hast perverse Gedanken, kannst es keinem erzählen
Katastrophe!
Du hast ein hässliches Lachen und eklige Haut
Katastrophe!
Und wenn du weinst, dann geht deine Mutter schnell raus
Hmmm Katakatakatastrophe!

Aber gehst du auf die Autobahn
Und am Radio läuft nichts
Dann bleibt dein Herz auf einmal stehen
Und du brichst dir das Genick

Ja, wirst du heute totgefahren
Und am Radio läuft nichts
Ist nach 50'000 Jahren
Nur der Untergang in Sicht

Drum wär's jetzt Zeit zum Kinder haben, die müssen dich ja lieben
Ein Akt voller Bescheidenheit sich zu reproduzieren
Sie wären noch nicht die Letzten, es wär noch nicht so schlimm
Einfach immer schön viel Sonnencrème und fein Amphetamin

Aber gehst du auf die Autobahn
Und am Radio läuft nichts
Dann bleibt dein Herz auf einmal stehen
Und du brichst dir das Genick

Ja, wirst du heute totgefahren
Und am Radio läuft nichts
Ist nach 50'000 Jahren
Nur der Untergang in Sicht

Katakatakatastrophe
Weil am Radio läuft nichts
Katakatakatastrophe
Nichts

Drum werd ich heute tot gefahren
Und am Radio läuft nichts
Hab ich bloß ein schönes Kleid getragen
Und ganz viel Lippenstift

Ja, werd ich heute tot gefahren
Und am Radio läuft nichts
Ist nach 50'000 Jahren
Nur der Untergang in Sicht

Spaghetti Mit Spinat

Du hast gut Lachen
Denn du bist wunderschön
Du musst nie irgendwas spezielles machen
Außer rauchend in der Ecke stehen

Du bist wie ein Versprechen
Nach 'nem Korallenriff im Rhein
Aber gibt man dir das Gästebuch
Dann fällt dir nie was ein

Darum brauchst du mich wie ein Auto sein Benzin
Darum, darum brauchst du mich sonst bleibst du einfach stehen
I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake
Du bist apathisch und so so empfindlich
Du bist wunderschön
Alle tanzen, tanzen um dich ständig
Du hast im Leben noch nie gestört

Aber wenn du dann alleine bist
In der Stille und nur mit dir
Da drehst du durch dass kannst du nicht
Du stürzt ein und implodierst

Darum brauchst du mich, wie der Eiffelturm den Stahl
Darum, darum brauchst du mich, sonst bleibst du klein und fahl

Ich kann gut alleine sein
Auch wenn ich's überhaupt gar nicht mag
Ich nehm' mein Abendbrot im Stehen ein
Spaghetti mit Spinat

Und schau ich den Flugzeugen nach
Und hoffe ich hoffe, dass du weinst
Bitte bitte wein'
Dein Sache packst und zu mir kommst
Ich kann mit niemand andrem sein

Darum brach ich dich es ist verlogen, erbärmlich und klein
Aber darum darum brauch ich dich, wie ne Heilige den Schein

Pfeifsolo baby

Les plus grands cauchemars

Si tu veux, moi je veux
On peut se voir
Le soir, le dimanche
A la station
Quand le bus ne passera pas

On fera mine d'attendre l'arrivée de quelque chose
Qui nous sauve
A la vitesse du son
Ca sera pénible, ça sera bizarre
Mais je serai là
Je te le jure
I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake
Si tu veux, je veux bien
J'ai du temps et j'ai faim
Mais je n'ai pas de vision
Comme j'aime à Orleans (?)

J'en ai marre de la nuit
Je suis immunisée
Contre la magie qui dit tout ira bien
Qui dit tout ira bien

Ca sera délicat, et difficile
Mais je serai là
Je te le jure, je te le jure

Et après des heures et des heures
Il fera le jour et voilà
Je dois rentrer dormir chez moi

Tu pourrais v'nir ici
Mais je te préviens j'ai mis
Des pièges et je fais
Les plus grands cauchemars
Les plus grands cauchemars

Weltmeister

Ich bin ein Weltmeister
Ich kann das, was du nicht kannst
Vor mir verbeugen sich die Sportminister
Ich hab ne Flamme in der Hand

Der Wind, der weht ist Stadtgeflüster
Alle reden nur von mir
Niemand kann das, ich kann besser
Die Häuser stehen Spalier
I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake
Sieben Milliarden Weltmeister
Und keiner keiner weiß, wie's geht

Sieben Milliarden Weltmeister
Stehen alleine an der Bar
Und bestellen sieben Milliarden mal
Einen Kir Royal Spezial

Mit Schnaps, der exklusiv für sie
Nur jetzt und in diesem Moment
Sieben Milliarden mal
Verbrennt

Sieben Milliarden Weltmeister
Und keiner keiner keiner weiß, wie's geht

Ich bin ein Weltmeister
Ich seh das, was du nicht siehst
Ich steh ganz oben
Am Stadionfenster
Flieg

Sieben Milliarden Weltmeister
Und keiner keiner keiner weiß, wie's geht

Sieben Milliarden Weltmeister
Und alles alles alles alles alles alles alles ist zu spät

Universum

Fünfzig Tausend Jahre alt
Bin ich jetzt schon
Ich hab das Rad erfunden
Und Feuer geholt

Ich hab gefroren, gehungert
Alle abgehackt
Und es an dann an diesen Tresen geschafft

Ich frage nach einem bisschen Brom im Wasserglas
Aspirin

Ich bin ein bisschen sehr erschöpft
Kratze mich am Hinterkopf
Sag "Wird jetzt geweint oder wird jetzt gelacht?" haha
I'm always on the run and I hate copy paste for god's sake
Ich heb mein Glas und salutier dir Universum
Dir ist ganz egal, ob und wer ich bin
Du bist ungerecht und deshalb voller Hoffnung
Ich lass mich fallen und
Warte auf den Wind

Jetzt lehn ich hier und schau dem Treiben zu
Ja genau! So'n bisschen wie du
Da schaut ein Glückspilz, als wär nix mehr zu retten
Eine Frau von Welt putzt die Toiletten
Für den Patriarchen den kleinen Pisser
Für'n Volltrottel auf 'nem riesigen Poster
Hat irgendjemand jemals was verdient

Ich heb mein Glas und salutier dir Universum
Dir ist ganz egal, ob und wer ich bin
Du bist ungerecht und deshalb voller Hoffnung
Ich lass mich fallen und
Warte auf den Wind

Ich heb mein Glas und salutier dir Universum
Dir ist ganz egal, ob und wer ich bin
Du bist ungerecht und deshalb voller Hoffnung
Ich lass mich fallen und
Warte auf den Wind

Ja jetzt kommt bald das Morgenrot so richtig easy klassisch
Bald bin ich tot ohne jede Absicht
Universum danke

Non Albums Tracks

Bang Bang

( Nancy Sinatra Cover / Live )

I was five and he was six
We rode on horses made of sticks
He wore black and I wore white
He would always win the fight

Bang bang, he shot me down
Bang bang, I hit the ground
Bang bang, that awful sound
Bang bang, my baby shot me down

Seasons came and changed the time
When I grew up, I called him mine
He would always laugh and say
"Remember when we used to play?"

Bang bang, I shot you down
Bang bang, you hit the ground
Bang bang, that awful sound
Bang bang, I used to shoot you down

Music played, and people sang
Just for me, the church bells rang

Now he's gone, I don't know why
And till this day, sometimes I cry
He didn't even say goodbye
He didn't take the time to lie

Bang bang, he shot me down
Bang bang, I hit the ground
Bang bang, that awful sound
Bang bang, my baby shot me down...

Dirge

( Erik Truffaz Feat. Sophie Hunger / Bob Dylan Cover )

I hate myself for loving you and the weakness that it showed
You were just a painted face on a trip down to suicide road
The stage was set, the lights went out all around the old hotel
I hate myself for loving you and I'm glad the curtain fell.

I hate that foolish game we played and the need that was expressed
And the mercy that you showed to me, whoever would have guessed
I went out on Lower Broadway and I felt that place within
That hollow place where martyrs weep and angels play with sin.

Heard your songs of freedom and man forever stripped
Acting out his folly while his back is being whipped
Like a slave in orbit he's beaten 'til he's tame
All for a moment's glory and it's a dirty, rotten shame.

There are those who worship loneliness, I'm not one of them
In this age of fiberglass I'm searching for a gem
The crystall ball upon the wall hasn't shown me nothing yet
I've paid the price of solitude but at least I'm out of debt.

I can't recall a useful thing you ever did for me
'Cept pat me on the back one time when I was on my knees
We stared into each other's eyes 'till one of us would break
No use to apologize, what difference would it make

So sing your praise of progress and of the Doom Machine
The naked truth is still taboo whenever it can be seen
Lady Luck who shines on me, will tell you where I'm at
I hate myself for loving you but I should get over that


Hotel Belfort

Don't share your lips
I don't care who, how you kiss
Get up and get dressed
And bless yourself with showing nothing

Don't spill your drinks
I'm not impressed or and not able
Get up and get some ink
Write done what I feel is what I think

No God in the world knows fear
Giant foot prints of heaven
Water begins nowhere
No one is ever ready

Take your things and have them
Nothing else will come
Know that you are dying
And who you are is done

Know that you are living
And how many were before
Sing for the sake of singing
And don't think that it means more

Broken watch doesn't stop time
War is always a decision
Nothing will ever be mine
And this song is an invention

Let me go

( Erik Truffaz Feat. Sophie Hunger )

This is my freedom
This is my voice
My piece of Eden
My blind-eyed choice

These are my movements
These are my arms
This is my trumpeter
These are my drums
Drums, drums

Let me go, let me go
Let me go, let me go

This is my moment
Again and again
I'm not existing
I have never been

I am my future
I'm on my way
Forever forever
Let's play, let's play
Play, play

Let me go, let me go
Let me go, let me go

Like A Rolling Stone

( Bob Dylan / Live )

Once upon a time you dressed so fine
You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn’t you
People’d call, say, “Beware doll, you’re bound to fall”
You thought they were all kidding you

You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hanging out
Now you don’t speak so loud
Now you don’t seem so proud
About having to be scrounging for your next meal

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone

You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns
When they all just came there and did tricks for you
You never understood that it ain’t no good
You shouldn’t let other people get your kicks for you
You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat
Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat
Ain’t it hard when you discover that
He really wasn’t where it’s at
After he took from you everything he could steal

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone

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