(Peters)
The first time we met
You were walking down the street
A copy of blonde on blonde
Under your arm
The first time we met
You were lost in your overcoat
A face that couldn't care less
Nothing is something
No one can do without
You told me but later
Asked to see me again
The first time we met
You were taking your coffee black
Oh oh oh unpleasant surprise
The first time
Last time we met
You were locked up in some suburb
A cynic lost in his critical views
You told me that lately you are
Taking things seriously
Oh oh oh unpleasant surprise
Nothing's still something
No one can do without
You told me but later asked
To see me again
Your friends have all settled
Some even made the grade
Oh oh oh unpleasant surprise
(Hofstede/Kloet/Stips - Hofstede)
I roll up the sleeves
Can she bake a cathedral
Under a canoe
I'm a swimmer in blue
I roll up the sleeves
She takes a lot of pictures
Of animals in water
Fish
Fish
Fish
Under a canoe
A shirt is waving in the meadow
Shirt is waving in the meadow
A shirt is waving in the meadow
Shirt is waving in the meadow
I roll up the sleeves
The night lies on her shoulders
Under a canoe
I'm a swimmer in blue
A shirt is waving in the meadow
Shirt is waving in the meadow
A shirt is waving in the meadow
(Hofstede)
I said it's incredible
You said it's not true at all
Car hits car kills car hits car kills
I said it's a miracle
You said it's incredible
Car hits car kills car hits car kills
My uncle went to Mars he is out there
Looking at the stars uncle on Mars
My uncle went to Mars he is out there
Looking at the stars uncle on Mars
I said it's incredible
You said it's not true at all
Car hits bikes and family targets
I said it's a miracle
You said it's not true at all
Car hits car kills car hits car kills
My uncle went to Mars he is out there
Looking at the stars uncle on Mars
My uncle went to Mars he is out there
Looking at the stars uncle on Mars
Breakfast in those strange hotels
No one listens no one tells
Running in dark cinemas
(Peters)
Posters invite him
To visit a sunny wonderland
The hostess invites him
And offers to take him by the hand
He won't run to catch his train
Umbrella army walking in the rain
Do as so many visit Europe by train
Down at the station
He's one in a crowd that's dressed in grey
He won't run to catch his train
Daily commuters
The same routine each and every day
(Hofstede)
'One hour cleaning'
That's what they say
But they kept my raincoat
For more than a day
One hour shower
I'm soaking wet between
The wellingtons we met
You should see the neigbours and family
When I bring that sweetheart home (with me)
To (for tea)
Day (can see)
That I'm in love with umbrella
And I wish I could tell her
That I'm not like other fellows
'Cos I'm in love with umbrella
I'm not really interested
In a pretty parasol
For our love would not have lasted
(Hofstede/Kloet/Stips - Hofstede)
One key of her typewriter's 4 and the sign of percent
She says that it looks like the face of a former boyfriend
She once typed a whole page of those little noughts and fours
And one big x at the bottom meant 'over' of course
With a backbone of candy she's sitting behind her machine
Her eyes are as the stars in the sky and they're green
Tap tap tap with one finger on the same key
I know its the key of the dollar
She's looking at me
Don't think that it's easy
Don't think that it pleases me
In big hands
Of people who want it all
In big hands
Of people who want it all
My typist of candy you're feeling so sad and so blue
And where is that pretty girl I once knew
She taps the whole paper black and she gives it to me
My typist of candy there's only one question mark key
Don't think that it's easy
Don't think that it pleases me
In big hands
(Hofstede)
On the backseat of a motorscooter
It's so crazy what I'm doing to her
80 miles on the rocks
It's a kid or a crash
Tutti ragazzi with Italian shoes
It doesn't matter if they win or lose
Together we know what to do as long as you
Keep on dancing
keep on dancing
Was it love at first sight
When I saw her that night
Be my lover tonight
Pretty A and B-side
No no bambini for me
Fruiti di mare for you
Pizza margherita
(Nits)
When I was a young boy
I was swimming in the river
Drinking the water
When I was young
When she was a young girl
She was diving in the water
Drinking the river
When she was young
Tree is falling
And I'm standing
I'm still living
When I was a young boy
I was living in the city
Watching the river
When I was young
When she was a young girl
She was walking through a wood
Picking the flowers
(Hofstede)
Only rich men can buy
Things the poor man can make
You've got nothing
And they've got plenty
Like a tree falling down
Hits a grape on the ground
They will crush the poor man's head
In books
You can sit beside everyone
In deckchairs travel an ocean
In books
You're a queen for the afternoon
Till the husband steps inside
Tons of ink
Make millions think
Tons of ink
Make you think
Is it you love is this true love
Is it you I'm thinking of love
Is it your lip it's a tulip
Is it you I'm thinking of
Tons of ink
Make millions think
Tons of ink
Make you think
Only poor men can read
All the papers they need
(Nits)
I am waiting
At the bus stop
'TING TING'
With my girlfriend
She is pregnant
Like a raindrop
'TING TING'
And the donkey
And the bull
Are standing next to me
'TING TING'
'Here comes the rain'
'TING TING'
I am walking
With the blind man
I am talking
To the deaf man
'TING TING'
Here comes the rain
Here comes the bicycle
Here comes the girl
here comes the child
(Hofstede)
Hands up
He said
If you move a little bit you're dead
I want the [melody?] that you were about to get
Tonight
They win
I'm in a cellar and I have to stay in
I have to write a song whether it's right or wrong
Here comes the young reporter
In his overcoat
I'm on the tape recorder
In his motorboat
Is he coming in time for me
Click clack
Turn the key
(Hofstede)
Your picture on a wall
I can see it
It's too small
Your picture
On a wall
Cannot touch it
Hold it closer now
Now I'm waiting on your doorstep
One of the objects
You cannot win you cannot have
I am standing in the greenhouse
Among the apples
You cannot see you cannot smell
Your picture on a wall
I can see it
It's too small
The simple little things
I understand
I can feel it
Hold it closer now
Now I'm headstrong and I wonder
One of the objects
You cannot touch you cannot feel
The vermillion pencil
Is in the right hand
The colours I like
(Hofstede/Kloet/Stips - Hofstede)
Once on a cold grey morning
I was walking home alone
The traffic light in the falling rain
The unanswered phone
I was so sad and lonely
On a lonesome avenue
So sad and lonely
What could I do
Once I opened a drawer
In a room of a strange hotel
I saw a photograph of you
You looked so sad and lonely
On a lonesome avenue
So sad and lonely
What could I do
Once in a railway station
In the city where I live
The windows were like mirrors
In this train
(Hofstede/Kloet/Stips - Hofstede)
Oh when, when will I see you
Oh when, when will I see you
On a highway in a car
On a river in a boat
In a town where everyone is sleeping
It doesn't matter where you go
(Hofstede)
He likes the cold winter nights
And the dark afternoons
The lodger
When there are shadows behind
Every window and blind
The lodger
There's another murder in the news today
He kills only women always blondes they say
They hear the sound of a car
Keep the front door ajar
The lodger
He saw the sign and it said
They had breakfast and bed
The lodger
Behind the thick green curtain
(Hofstede/Kloet/Stips - Hofstede)
I spent some time alone
In an old country home
Where the wallpaper looked like a landscape
In a foreign land
I took some walks alone
Around this old country home
And the landscape looked like the wallpaper
Time's slipping away
Time's slipping away
Time's slipping away
In the rooms of this home
I saw the pictures of the family still young
(Hofstede/Kloet/Stips - Hofstede)
I met her
In a shop
Downtown
She was buying a hat
With a feather
Brown
She said
Or red
That's all she said
That's all she said
'BROWN'
When the rain falls
On our head
Think
Think
Of the time
When we met
In a shop
Downtown
Feather
Brown
She said
Or red
That's all she said
BROWN
No one knows she's still there
No one knows she's still there
Open the door
(Peters)
Looking out my window
Looking at this dirty part of town
Looking out my window
Cold eyes looking cold eyes looking down
You should see them going
Going down not noticing the slope
You should see them going
Empty faces faces without hope
Doctor, it's not that I can't sleep
I call on you it's something else
I tell you doctor, reality is haunting me
Cos' everything's exactly as it is
There's no magic
There's no mystery in the night
No adventure
Only losers, in the morning light
Doctor, I hate to bother you
but take a look yourself you see it's true now
Doctor, I'm haunted by reality
Cos' everything's exactly as it is
(Hofstede/Kloet/Stips - Hofstede)
Suddenly you came to see me
After all those years
You said 'hello'
Time has been a friend
In the town without a home
I went
I'm so alone again
I miss the Bauhaus chair
I miss the Bauhaus chair
Can you turn back
All the pages with the photographs
Can you see that
All the faces
All the houses in the town will fade
The friends that you have made
I take the Bauhaus chair
(Hofstede)
(Your name)
(Address)
(Place of birth)
(Passport number)
(Tickets please)
(Boarding cards)
(Queue here)
(Ladies)
(Gentlemen)
(This way)
(Way out)
Bachelor boy
Sixteen days off
Looking for a
Holiday love
On camping sites
He spends his nights
Can this sun tan
Make him a man
P R factor
Number ten ten
You're frightened of
My freckles love
Can this sun tan
(Hofstede)
He spent his nights
On camping sites
Can this sun tan
Make him a man
He's in one of the tents
She's in one of the tent tent tent tent
(Camping gaz)
(Can can vas)
(Pins and poles)
(Tins in holes)
You're frightened of
My freckles love
Can this sun tan
Make him a man
(Camping gaz)
(Can can vas)
(Radio noise)
Here she comes
There she goes
(Hofstede)
Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday's gone
Friday Saturday Sunday is no fun
Mr Moonshine that girl is mine
For a long time I was wrong
Take a piece of my heart
Take a piece of my heart
[I?] don't know what to do with it
As long as you're not losing it
You keep it for some years
Have you seen the magazine
The photograph where she was on
She could be a money-honey
In a wolsely sixty-one
How many years ago
I don't know
I don't know
How many years ago
I don't know
I don't know
Suddenly there's 7-up
For you and me and you did run
Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday Friday Saturday and Sunday
Seven days they are no fun
When the lady's gone
Take a piece of my heart
(Peters)
Tables and chairs
Do not like one another
They bite in each others legs
Tables
See how they're neatly grouped together
They are a table and four chairs
See how they're peacefully
Standing together
They are two pairs two matching
(Hofstede)
Right behind her in revolving doors
In the window of a passing train
Talking shadow in a telephone box
I was running
She was walking
It was one of those rainy days
I was looking
She was turning
(Peters)
He doesn't talk much
He doesn't move about either
No one likes him
No one dares to come nearer
It started harmlessly
Heavy on every knee
Couldn't tell from the start
He was a piece of art
He's becoming
He's becoming a statue
Not a bit like
Bit like me and you
He is very
Very much his own man
Look his face!
He's a made out of stone man
It started harmlessly
Heavy on every knee
Couldn't tell from the start
He was a piece of art
We think he's becoming
He's becoming a statue
A statue
Tell me Harry
(Stips)
Down in the airshaft
Of the old hotel
Doors on both sides
Of a concrete cell
No sign of daylight
No happy view
A two-pillow mattress
One hardly used
And a man lies still
His face up to the moon
The sound of footsteps
In the corridor
Two hands knocking
On a pair of doors
The black and shiny
Limousine
Comes to a standstill
Silently
And the man behind the wheel he croons a tune
(Peters)
Shake your rattle fly your kite
There's evil in the dark
Spirits awake spirits awake
Hear the sad song on the water
Someone passed away
Spirits awake spirits awake
Two worlds side by side
In broad daylight in darkest night
Spirits awake spirits awake
Don't offend the ghosts the jinns
That hide behind the bush
Spirits awake
You cannot see them you cannot touch them
Yet they're all too real
Spirits awake spirits awake
She does not even warn me
Or tells me she's coming tomorrow
But suddenly she's there - On my doorstep
She does not even cry - Cry like the other girls
But suddenly there are tears - On my pillow
Her eyes are going to burn me down
Every time that she is in my town
I try to swim and then I almost drown
She's Sorrow She's Sorrow
Her shadow whispers in my ears
She is telling me about my fears
She's Sorrow She's Sorrow
She does not even want me
She tells me she is looking for another man
But suddenly she's there - At my table
She does not even smile - Smile like the other girls
But suddenly there's laughter - Outside my window
She does not even like me
She calls me a liar and a dreamer
Suddenly she's gone when I wake up
She does not even warn me
Or tell me she's coming tomorrow
(Peters)
The evening has come to an end
Although we were very close friends
Somehow it ends
I met you a long time ago
I don't think that you'll ever know
I miss you so
I hope you come see me tonight
The last time you looked out of sight
Looked out of sight
Instead of you watching TV
You might spend an evening with me
Maybe you'll see
There's more between you and I
Than empty words and space
I'd love to see your face
When I talk to you on the phone
You stop me from feeling alone
Feeling alone
You said that you will but you won't
You promised to do but you don't
Do but you don't
You promised me once before
You never got past my door
You let me down once before
The evening has come to an end
I don't think that I call again
Somehow it ends
You said you come and see me tonight
You didn't so I have to try
(Nits)
I saw a box in New York
Inside the MOMA
Clay pipe and cork
It's a soap bubble
It's a soap bubble
I saw a map of the moon
Cut out of camels
Tin spoon
It's a soap bubble
It's a soap bubble
He is walking very slow through
Manhattan
In the snow
Joseph Cornell
I saw an egg painted blue
Rhinestones in 4 rows of 2
It's a soap bubble
It's a soap bubble
(Hofstede)
Beware of the slip of the tongue
Don't say nothing
When the company is wrong
You smile and they're shaking your hand
When you're older you will understand
(Hofstede)
In the office at night
Someone switched off the light
Young man standing by the window
Looking down on the street below
In the office at night
And the light falls through
The windows on the sidewalks
And the light falls through
The windows on the sidewalks
On the corner at night
There's a bar with some tables
Near the window
Coloured squares where the
Nighthawks meet
Creeping out of the dark street
On the corner at night
And the light falls through
The windows on the sidewalks
And the light falls through
(Nits)
He is counting all my footsteps
I am looking at my watch
Night Fall
See him walk
The somnambulist
He is counting all the trees
Night Fall
In the ponds and in the ditches
He is counting all
The ducks and swans
Night Fall
Whistle bird in the window
Lightbulb and the rising moon
Night Fall
It's the watch on the thin wrist
Of the somnambulist who walks
Night Fall
Night falls
Moon in heaven
He is dreaming of a park
(Hofstede)
East west home's best
There's no place like home
No letters in the box
No voices on the phone
Elevator up and down
Floor one to ten
When I'm almost on the street
I go up again
New flat!
Big table small bed
New kitchen too
Neighbours I've never met
And I don't need you
Home's where the heart is
This heart of stone
Litter in the box
Noises on the phone
New flat big table and a small bed
New flat black white yellow blue red
New flat skyline I'm looking at
New flat neighbours I've never met
There's a suitcase filled with
Interesting papers nervous little
Drawings of the many big inventions
That I've made
East west home's best
Don't be my guest
I wanna be alone
(Hofstede)
Nescio
Questo paradiso
Nescio
Nella bocca del luppo
Nescio
Lo straniero ` morto
Nescio
Questo paradiso
I jumped off a bridge
And went swimming for hours
And nobody nobody's looking
I came to a hotel with
Double rooms and showers
And nobody nobody's knocking
The phone rings on a nightstand
Somebody whispers 'hello' I don't know
Too many words after so many miles
Somebody whispers 'hello' I don't know
I don't know
Nescio
Questo paradiso
Nescio
(Hofstede/Kloet/Stips - Hofstede)
I'm moved by her
Moved by her
She got a room in the back of the house
I know a wall with a hole of a mouse
I'm looking at her with my secret eye
Nobody knows the reason that I'm
Moved by her
Moved by her
Pink is the moon
Pink is her ass
Nipple aux Dijon
Giggle undress
I'm moved by her
Moved by her
Peep through the hole
I see her eyes
She's looking at me
I'm looking at her
I'm moved by her
Moved by her
Talk to me
I was walking in a town
On the waterfront I saw a building
I went inside into the darkness
Into the coolness of the airconditioning
There were photographs of children
They were in a war and they killed them
I was feeling, feeling smaller, smaller than the coin in my hand
Mourir avant 15 ans - To die before you're 15 years
I turned away to hide the tears
How could I understand
That a man can kill a man, can kill a child
I went outside into the sunlight
Children playing on the riverside
They were happy and it was peaceful
I went back to my hotel and I watched the seagulls fly
Mourir avant 15 ans - To die before you're 15 years
I turned away to hide the tears
How could I understand
That a man can kill a man, can kill a child
I was watching the seagulls fly
Down Saint Jean street
To the Saint Lawrence River
(Stips)
Another story's over - Memories are new
You walk alone along this lonely avenue
You thought she had a whole world to offer
You found out there is no more to discover
All you feel around is this coolness of her
You turn the key around twice - Memories are new
You do the things
You'd never thought that you would do
You never got a colder shower
Lay wide awake in lonely hours
Now you're thrown away like a fading flower
You thought she had a whole world to offer
You feel that there is no more to discover
(Peters)
It wasn't there before
What is he doing here
The only to survive
The island saved my life
Man-Friday
What is he doing here
A stranger in my land
What brought him there today
The weekend close at hand
I gotta find my man
I kill him if I can
Man-Friday
A footprint in the sand
It wasn't there before
A stranger in my land
What did he come here for
(Peters)
I'm the man of straw standing in
The meadow-ow
Chasing crows away they call me
A scarecrow
Man of straw (oh oh oh)
I'm the man of straw they call me
A scarecrow-ow
I stand here all day long in the
Rain and snow
(Hofstede)
Johnny and Betty they [dreamed?]
Of all the beautiful things
They had seen inside a magazine
And he was reading lots of different books and Betty
Betty she didn't mind
She had a mirror to look behind
The kitchen was made for you
The TV is on for two
It must have been a happy life
Still there were feelings inside
And sometimes she would sit up and drink all night
And he was reading lots of different books and Betty
Betty she didn't mind
She had a mirror to look behind
The kitchen was made for you
The TV is on for two
Johnny said silver
She said gold
She's only eighteen years and
(Hofstede)
Strange day
In the middle of winter
Cold day
In the middle of winter
Winter garden
Jardin d'hiver
Bundle of light between buildings
Bundle of light between two trees
Tu ne viendras pas ce soir
Snow falls
Tu ne viendras pas ce soir
Strange day
In the middle of winter
Cold day
(Hofstede)
Indoor painting - outdoor sketching
(Nits)
I tried to be afraid
But you said that it was too late
I tried to be alone
But you said that I wanted this home
I try I try I try
I try to be like you
But you never wanted that I
Wanted it too
But I try to be around
Somehow, sometime I was found
I try I try I try
I have seen mirrors black
In a room by the sea
When we came back
Sometimes it's a sunny day
You lift your head and walk away
I try I try I try
I tried to be afraid
But you said that it was too late
I tried to be alone
(Nits)
I saw the house on the hill
It burned like a tree
In an endless night
Tell me river when the fire ends
Tell me fire where the river bends
I had a vision of my house
It turned into a flame
On the riverside
Tell me fire where the river bends
Tell me river when the fire ends
Tears are falling down
Like a river through a town
Where I saw the house on the hill
Something in my mind's eye said
I was afraid
Something in the late sky said
I was returning
Back into the river
Where I once had sailed
Back into the fire
Where I was not burning
I saw the house on the hill
It bloomed like a flower
In the summer rain
Tell me fire where the river bends
(Hofstede)
Cabin 80
Cabin 80 to way out
I am waiting
Did you see me in the crowd
Hook of Holland 6 AM
Someone shouted tell me where I am
Hook of Holland trains and boats
Someone said it's raining overcoats
See the man on
See the man on the quay
There's a girl from Switzerland
In the same compartment
Humming trains and boats and planes
On a street in Rotterdam
Back in 1925
There's a woman and a man
Black and white a photograph
Wonder if they're still alive
Sometimes I was feeling like a homeless boy
In the city without hope, the city without joy
I found her just for one day
She said I'm afraid of old men
Luckily I'm not afraid of you
I said I'm afraid of young girls
Surprisingly I'm not afraid of you
The first time we met it was snowing she said
Like in Alaska
Sometimes I was feeling like a homeless boy
In the city without hope, the city without joy
I lost her after one day
The singer sings like Louis Armstrong
In a cellar in Tallin, Estonia
She brings me the wine and the wodka
Untill my head is all Estonia
The last time we met she was going she said
To Alaska
The first time we met it was snowing she said
Like in Alaska
Sometimes it's the rain
Sometimes it's the snow
In the city without hope she told me she would go
To Alaska
(Hofstede/Kloet/Stips - Hofstede)
Another car is stopping for gas
Be careful with that burning match
The radio is playing Nat King Cole
Nat King Cole sings
Another stranger turns the wheel
I stay behind in silence and feel
The oil on overall and hands
Is all that's left, all left for me
Better late than never
Here come the sunny days
You keep your eyes wide open
And all I say is
Yes yes yes yes yes me too
I'm ready for a kick in the back
I'm ready for another hopeless wreck
I'm ready for a night so long and black
So long and black
Better late than never
Here come the sunny days
I keep my eyes wide open
Here come the best years of my life
And all I say is
Yes yes yes yes yes me too
Another night of counting cars
The magazines and candy bars
And everybody's driving home
(Hofstede)
She's so innocent
He's so different
On this mountain in Switzerland
She knows nothing 'bout boys
He had too much choice
On this mountain in Switzerland
The instructor is a handsome man
He's going up and down again
Oh no I oh no no I
She knows nothing 'bout boys
He had too many toys
On this mountain in Switzerland
He's so different
She's so innocent
On this mountain in Switzerland
She's a typist she's a tourist
Like an iceberg never been kissed
Oh no no I oh no no I
Don't wanna spend my holiday on ice
She's so different
He's so innocent
On this mountain in Switzerland
He knows nothing 'bout boys
She had too much choice
On this mountain in Switzerland
The vulcano's covered up with snow
It's twenty-five below zero
Oh no I oh no no I
(Peters)
My world
There's no love lost between
Me and this old great big world
That will never change
So I made my own one
In my own time true to scale
In my own house
My world
Little shops and little houses
Tiny trains that always run on time
Little men and little ladies
Everyone there is a friend of mine
My world
In my own time
(Hofstede)
Fresh shirts in the drawer
Fast train to the city
His first object
Had to protect
Locked behind doors
His first object
Fresh shirts in the drawer
(Peters)
Girl you look so pale you need a holiday
Why not take a break in the Scottish hills
This turned out to be a very bad advice
That I [do?] regret and always will
Took you to St Pancras and supplied the fare
You took my arm and smiled at me
How was I to know this would be the very last time
THat we were together you and me
It seems like yesterday
(Hofstede)
It's almost midnight now
Getting cold in Rome
The hands of the watch they turn
Turn without mercy
I'm counting every hour
Must be a new delay
Wait on a suitcase
Tomorrow tonight and today
Spent the last coin I had
On water and sandwiches
The hands of the watch they turn
(Peters)
This is a story you haven't heard
You may not believe it's true
What happened to this cat called Frozen Fred
Could happen to me and to you
Fred had a passion for frozen food
And TV dinners too
He hated the merciless summer sun
The weekly barbecue
Spends his summer
In the swimming pool
Trying desperately to keep it cool
(Hofstede)
Scar between the shoulders
Scar on the back of his head
The sole between the shoulders
The heel on the back of his head
Mother said it looks like a footprint
And she knows it very well
Mother said it looks like a footprint
And she's hiding it very well
Dark spot on the baby
He'll never be that strong
His face upon the carpet
He's waiting for so long
So long so long so long so long
Mother said it looks like a footprint
And she knows it very well
Footsteps in the backroom
He knows there's something wrong
His face upon the carpet
He never felt so strong
(Nits)
In a Swiss town by the lake
Fall down like a white snowflake
There's a fire in
A fire in my head
Roll on like a stone in a field
I've got a home but I've got no shield
There's a fire in
A fire in my head
Saint George and the Dragon fight
In a church by candlelight
There's a fire in
A fire in my head
All the birds in the waving tree
Look down and they sing for me
There's a fire in
A fire in my head
All the angels falling down
In the smoke above this town
There's a fire in
(Hofstede/Kloet/Stips - Hofstede)
I'm fighting it fighting it fighting it
Till I am winning
Rewinding it winding it winding it
Till the beginning
Erom on
I open the window
Open the door
When I'm closing
My room and my house
And backwards I'm walking
To your house
Erom on
It's like driving a car
By looking in the mirror
Forwards in reverse
I'm touching the walls
And the corners
Erom on
You say words in reverse
You say words in reverse
A doorplate your number
I go up the steps to your room
I'm facing you facing you facing you
And you are saying "erom on"
Erom on
You say words in reverse
You say words in reverse
I'm walking to my room
I'm closing the door
Erom on
(Hofstede)
I opened the window
You opened the door
This room needs some air
This room needs a new broom
Sun in an empty room
Sun in an empty room on the wall
I looked through the window
And you walked through the door
This room needs some air
This room needs a clean floor
Sun in an empty room
The break of day - I lift my head
I leave the bed and go to work
Bycicle - Streets in town
Rainy day is falling down
It's maybe impossible
But I've got dreams dreams
I may be an optimist
But I've got dreams dreams
Dreams o Dreams o Dreams o
I'm fourty one and in a month
I'm fourty two - I'm still with you
The second child's a mistery
The first one, she looks like me
She's living in the 'Why Tree'
(why tree?)
It's maybe impossible
But I've got dreams dreams
I'm maybe impossible
But I've got dreams dreams
Ho lo lo di do lo do
Ho ho ho lo lo wo ho ho o
I lift my hand - The work is done
It's 6 o'clock - I go back home
I eat my food - Go to bed
(Hofstede)
Bobby Solo he's in the villa
Bobby Solo he's on the terrace
Bobby Solo he's wearing pretty shirts
Bobby Solo he's singing lo lo lo lo
Pazzo pazzo pazzo
We only got two minutes
Pazzo pazzo pazzo
Bobby Solo is doing interviews
Bobby Solo is looking at my shoes
Bobby Solo in the easy chair
Bobby Solo is singing lo lo lo lo
Pazzo pazzo pazzo
We only got two minutes
Pazzo pazzo pazzo
Bobby Solo Bobby Solo is only twistin'
Bobby Solo oh how she kissed him
Bobby Solo he makes a lot of noise
Bobby Solo is looking at the boys
Pazzo pazzo pazzo etc
He's on the terrace wearing yellow shirts
Bobby Solo
Bobby Solo he's in the villa
Bobby Solo he's on the terrace
Bobby Solo he's singing lo lo lo lo
Pazzo pazzo pazzo
Pazzo pazzo pazzo
(Hofstede/Kloet/Stips - Hofstede)
I'm missing my friend
I'm missing her again
And I don't know why
Blue
Blue
Blue
Blue
(Hofstede)
They hide in the curtain
They smell I'm not certain
In the night
Domestic animals bite
They scratch they've got nails
In the dark
Domestic animals bark
His bite is better than his bark
When you meet him in the dark
His bite is better than his bark
He's a comfort for the ladies
He's a danger for the babies
In the dark
Domestic animals bark
They hide in the curtain
They smell I'm not certain
In the night
Domestic animals bite
His bite is better than his bark
When you meet him in the dark
His bite is better than his bark
His bite is better
His bite is better
(Peters)
Houses, tattoed by warfare
Holes in houses that once were homes
Silence, trees stand in silence
As usual, they speak of different times
Time's passing by, they know
Time's passing by
Streets are deserted
As usual, everyone stays inside
Das Bild Am Sonntag is lying
As usual, papers lie on the street
Time's passing by, I know
Time's passing by
Holes in (Houses)
The words of this song were improvised during the recording
(Hofstede/Kloet/Stips - Hofstede)
Wake me up
Sunray
On this bright sunny summerday
Leave my bed
Bike in head
Clear blue sky
Bird and kite
On this day
Time is on my side
Someone said
Bike in head
On a shadow lane
Between big trees
Bike-chain spins
And frame freezes
I have seen the vilages in green
Meadows cut by ditches in between
Lines I've read
Bike in head
Can't you hear
Can't you hear what they say
Can't you hear
Artis bought an elephant today
Wake me up
Sun-ray
On this bright sunny summerday
Leave my bed
Bike in head
Is this the real world!
Am I alive
Is this the real world!
Am I alive
Is this the real world!
(Nits)
Come back come back
To the house on the hill
Where the tree is falling
And I think I will
Come back come back
To the house anymore
Where the water is burning
And they knock on your door
When it's all or nothing
All or nothing for me
When it's all or nothing
It's all for me
She said
'The man in the street
Will break your heart
They try to mend it
But it falls apart'
Come back come back
To the house on the hill
Where the tree is falling
(Hofstede/Kloet/Stips - Hofstede)
Somebody said
You better not forget
To put heart
In front of head
I know it's true
I've been thinking of you
And all the words
That you have said
Pillow talk to me
Pillow talk to me
Pillow you talk to me
Pillow you talk to me
Like a puff of smoke
You disappeared
When I awoke
Today
The heart breaks slow
The headaches follow
The shape of you will fade away
Pillow talk to me
Pillow talk to me
Pillow talk to me
(Hofstede/Kloet/Stips - Hofstede)
We're sailing on an ocean
On an ocean
And the time flies
We left the port of amsterdam
We wave our hands
And say goodbye
We say goodbye goodye
The heart is at the wheel tonight
The wheel tonight is turning west
The moon is on the sea and shines
On waves that never take a rest
We say goodbye goodbye
We say
Goodbye
We're heading for no destiny
No destiny is on our mind
The morning breaks
The evening falls
And we can leave the world behind
I know there are some problems
But I'm gonna have to solve them
When I'm older
For now I've got a bottle and a blanket
And I use it when it's colder
We say goodbye goodbye
We say goodbye goodbye
Ja ja ja ja ja ja ja ja ja ja ja ja
We're sailing on an ocean
On an ocean
And the time flies
We left the port of amsterdam
We wave our hands
And say goodbye
We say goodbye goodbye
(Hofstede)
Young red guards will fight the waves on yellow river
There to face a force ten typhoon tiger mountain
Are we playing ping pong
I'm on your side
You're on my side
I'm on your side
You're on my side
We play or fight
On this table
I am able
On this table
You are able
To win tonight
Are we playing ping pong
Golden bamboos grow on our chuang mountain
Ah the red stars on our caps the guns in our hands
I'm on your side
You're on my side
I'm on your side
You're on my side
(Peters)
Life is so boring
Out of Suburbia
You tend to forget you're alive at all
Houses are piled up high
Reaching out for the sky
They make you feel so very small
No one's out there in the streets
There is not a soul to meet
Vintage violence
Midnight fever
Restlessness is all I know
Smash up the windows
Tear down the buildings
Should have done so long ago
Seems the world is standing still
I feel at home in the subway
It's staying under the ground
Don't wanna see this dirty old town
Some speak about changing
And rearranging
A better world for you and I
Static structures
Concrete jungles
Don't believe their dirty lies
Vintage violence get them all
(Peters)
Under oriental skies
A yellow sun is shining
Under oriental skies
A bloodred sun is dying
Where will it go
Where will it take me
Where will it go
Where will it take me to
You'll never get to the heart
The heart of the matter
You'll never get to the point
You only scratch the surface
Why can't you see
Why can't you see it
Why can't you see it clear
Down by the river a thousand
Red flowers in bloom
A woman is silently rowing her
Boat to the sea
Tomorrow there will be
I was spending my time
In an abandoned mine
There were voices in the night
And the walls were cool and white
I was spending my day
On an abandoned stairway
There were people running by (on the street below)
And I was blind to see the world
I was spending my life
In an abandoned beehive
I was waisting my time
With the honey and rhyme
I was spending my life
In an abandoned beehive
I was waisting my time
And I was blind to see the world
I did not close, I did not close my door
The invisible man knocked on my door
And I did not hear him
The invisible man came in my room
(Hofstede)
Sometimes
I hear the hammer of steel
Sometimes
I hear the grindstone turn
And I am looking looking
Sometimes
I see the cool wet stone
Sometimes
I see the tin white skin
And I am looking looking
Hesitating so afraid to touch
And there is more to it
Than meets the eye knew it
And there is more to it
Than meets the eye knew it
A reclining figure
Made of brass and steel
It's a perfect mixture
How I think and feel
And there is more to it
I know
A touch of Henry Moore and
Barbara Hepworth
Monday
In a slow train
Outside
The falling rain
(Peters)
Hello my name is Mr Reasonable
Always willing to lend an ear
I am amazed by all your senseless talking
And the silly notions I hear
You said nothing
Nothing can change your mind
Some fools believe there's gonna be a change
Still I do not believe anymore
They say a brand new world is coming our way
Yes we've heard that story before
Facts and figures
There's no spirit at all
Our world is so real is so terribly real
That I never dreamt it could be
It may fulfill the dreams of engineers
But it will not do for me
(Peters/Hofstede)
Steps on the carpet
Your partner is perfect
Steps on the lino
To teach you to tango
It takes two more lessons
Then I got the chances
To meet all the girls who
Are waiting for dances
Put on the blazer
And even my razor said
You got two flat feet
But she will not notice that
She's wearing glasses
Got pimples on her nose
And while we were dancing
She was stepping on my toes
In the dance for four ankles
I was on flat feet bad feet
Step on toes of pretty girls
Step by step the lesson's complete
My cheek and your cheek
My knees and your knees
My hand in your hand
Oh girl can't you understand
That I got the need for
Your feet on my feet and
My hand in your hand and
My cheek on your cheek
Step by step by step by step by step
(Peters)
I can't sleep
Counting sheep
The hours slowly slip away
Half past one
Half past two
Someone please tell me what to do
I'll fix myself a drink
So now I leave the bed
My thoughts they rule my head
Hear that hum
There's a buzz
I think about the two of us
Who is wrong
Who is right
This question keeps me up all night
You're living in a world
That's made up by yourself
Hey honey you need help
Just like the sun
Just like the sun
Just like the sun you came my way
I couldn't run
Couldn't hide
Between dawn and dusk you had your day
Did I tell you
There's no future for the sun
One day your time has come
Half past one
Half past two
Half past one
Half past two
(Hofstede)
Death in Venice and don't look now
I've seen the movies I don't know how
I lost my way in this moonlit town
Somebody whispers I'm looking down
I smell the water I smell a rat
I see the darkness and somebody said
This part of the city is not very clean
Their ugly faces in the shadows I've seen
I'm lost in acres of Tintoretto
Lost in the city of don't look now
I see the midget with a new stiletto
I'm lost in acres of Tintoretto
It's getting late I'm feeling tired
Must be the Sirocco that's in my head
Bells of the city chime in the night
This part of the city is not very clean
Their ugly faces in the shadows I've seen
I'm lost in acres of Tintoretto
Lost in the city of don't look now
I see the midget with a new stiletto
I'm lost in acres of Tintoretto
Death in Venice and don't look now
I've seen the movies I don't know how
I lost my way in this moonlit town
(Peters)
The buildings was always
One step ahead of me
Gonna beat it at its own game
I'm always looking
Up at my building
And the shadow that is hanging over me
Jump to conclusions
From the eighty-second storey
Jump to conclusions
From the eighty-second floor
Jump to conclusions
From the eighty-second storey
Jump to conclusions
Couldn't take it anymore
Buildings are looking
Over my shoulder
They are dominating like my wife
Buildings are looking
Over my shoulder
Today we all went
With our 'Atomic' friend
To his forgotten land
Close to the world's end
Daniel said 'take your time'
We like the river
That runs to the sea
We like the highway
That runs to the trees
Take your time
On a river to the sea
Take your time
Like the whales back in Tadoussac
He's going to get us a boat on a river
We're going to sail it to the sea
We're going to find a big fish
As big as Moby Dick is
And Daniel said to me
Take your time
On a river to the sea
Take your time
Like the whales back in Tadoussac
We are like that river
(Hofstede)
Look at all the pictures
Look at all the words
Even if it's not true
They will write it
They are making money
Of your private life
Coming to your parties
Uninvited
Don't you talk
Dip your pens in poisoned ink
Like a straw in milk and vinegar
Don't you talk
(Hofstede/Kloet/Stips - Hofstede)
I'm taking my time
I am travelling
I am travelling
You, taking your time
You're travelling
You're travelling
It makes no difference
Where we are
What they say
Tomorrow we will sail away
Every night a falling star
In cabins
On a black sea
In cabins
On a black sea
Kiss me
I'm biding my time
I'm not worrying
I'm not worrying
You, biding your time
You're not worrying
You're not worrying
It makes no difference
Where we are
What they say
Tomorrow we are far away
Every night a falling star
In cabins
On a black sea
In cabins
On a black sea
(Peters)
Wait! Cross now!
Wait! Cross now!
Wait! Cross now!
Wait! Cross now!
Here I am on the zebra
Here I am on the zebra
Laughing cars traffic war
Grinnin' grilles iron smiles
Traffic war laughing cars
Iron smiles grinnin' grilles
Here I am on the zebra (repeat)
Look left look right
Look right look out!!
(Hofstede)
Whatever happened to Mrs Malloo
When they found her this morning
She had been shot thru' the head
And with the blood on the bed
The killer wrote 'Good Mourning'
This is a mystery
Next one could be you or me
Who's the killer
Where's the gun
King Kong killer in a tropical thriller
Stepping out of the bamboo (boooh)
Banana bullet will never go through it
So what else could this ape do
This is a tragedy
Edgar Allan poetry
Who's the killer
Where's the
Billy the Kid he wasn't able to hit
The head of poor Mrs Malloo
Bungalow Bill tell us who did you kill
Someone has done it before you
Killer's on the run
He's the lucky one
The killer
The gun
Ooh tequila
Where's the rum
Who's the killer
(Nits)
How many years I waited
How many years you walked
In my raincoat and my shoes
On a bright day
Like a white night
How many days I listened
How many days you talked
In my raincoat and my shoes
On a bright day
Like a white night
How many hours you wait
How many hours I walk
In your raincoat and your shoes
On a bright day
(Hofstede)
All you gentlemen you save all you can
But you won't get rich
I am wide awake, you are sound asleep
You won't get me
I'm drowning in the middle of an ocean
I'm swimming in an ocean of tears
I'm drowning but I will not show emotion or fears
All you gentlemen you try the best you can
But you won't beat me
I am wide awake you are sound asleep
You won't get me
I'm drowning in the middle of an ocean
I'm swimming in an ocean of tears
I'm drowning but I will not show emotion or fears
I try to sleep in this little room that I have bought
(You have to do it on your own)
I draw the curtains and everybody knows I'm old
(You have to do it on your own)
We sleep on pillows of society
We rise in offices and work till nightfall
We keep the books of every industry
We close the factories and we don't care at all
All you gentlemen you are sound asleep
'Cos you're so tired
All you care about
All you care about
Are your next tyres
Your next tyres
Your next tyres (x12)
(Nits)
Here comes the yellow boat on the river
She is sleeping and I will leave her
Look at the yellow boat on the river
She is swimming and I will give her
Water to drink
Candles to light
I am walking home tonight
In the wind on the right corner
Flies
Look at the yellow boat on the river
She is swimming and I will leave her
Here comes the yellow boat on the river
She is diving and I will give her
'Give her'
Apples to eat
Wood to burn
Then she tells me when I turn
She will turn to stone and fall asleep
I will be a memory
Here comes the yellow boat in the night
She is turning off the light
Look at the river
Look at the moon
Sailing home on a windy night
(Hofstede/Kloet/Stips - Hofstede)
In a room like a shell
With the moon and the lightbulb
Taken from the sea
Room 3
In a train filled with straw
Through an empty city
Whistle and wave
A man outside
Turtle-Wire
Fruit trees
Ringing phones
Ring
In a room like a shell
With the moon and the lightbulb
Taken from the sea
Room 3
I see seven watches hanging
Time
Through an empty city
Wave and whistle
I don't want to sleep tonight
Outside it's raining
No one's complaining
But me
I don't want to talk today
No one is staying
Everybody's flying away
What we did on our holidays
Romeao and Juliet
Were lying on the bed they say
They killed them on the street today
I've got my pockets filled with sand
They send a rocket to a land
I guess they never understand
What we did on our holidays
I don't want to sleep tonight
Outside it's raining
No one's complaining
(Hofstede/Stips)
The streets of Barcelona are filled with blood and rain
The war is rolling over Spain
Men and women running with sticks of dynamite
Storming stone buildings in the middle of the night
In the window near the last 'o' of the sign 'Hotel Colon'
Machine guns sweep the square for fun
The rich draw the steel curtain
The poor just lock the door
They don't want this war no more
It never never never never never stops never stops
It never never never never never stops never stops
In the hills round Zaragoza we're waiting to attack
A knot of dirty men that shiver round their flag
The boredom and the lack of sleep
The tin cans in the mud
Red is the colour of our blood
We never never never never never stop never stop
We never never never never never stop never stop
I have seen the trenches and the blankets on dirt
I have seen the tears upon a farewell letter
I have seen the faces that no bullet can hurt
I have seen the spirit that no bomb can shatter
The streets of Barcelona are filled with blood and rain
The war is rolling over Spain
Men and women running with sticks of dynamite
Storming stone buildings in the middle of the night
They never never never never never stop never stop
They never never never never never stop never stop
I have seen the trenches and the blankets on dirt
I have seen the tears upon a farewell letter
I have seen the faces that no bullet can hurt
I have seen the spirit that no bomb can shatter
(Hofstede)
Oh I'm undecided
What I'm going to do now
Have to think it over
What I'm going to do now
I can be a singer
In the next apartment
Waiting for the orchestra
To step inside
Almost fall asleep
Behind the dark piano
Waiting for the silence
Of the night
In the wee small hours
Of a Sunday morning
I am undecided
What I'm going to do now
I can be a painter
In an empty basement
Still life on the table
Till the lights go out
Still there's some desire
In the dark behind me
I can feel the shadow
Of a doubt
Undecided
(Peters)
Saragossa mating season
Got to go to-day
It's my nature versus reason
Somehow I can't stay
I am an eel somewhere
Out in the ocean
Finding it's way on his own
Fresh water salt water
Gulf streams and cold water
Only one sea is my home
Saragossa mating season
Got to go to-day
It's my nature versus reason
(Nits)
On Saint Louis Avenue
There's something in the air
My heart beats like a hammer
On Saint Louis Avenue
Cathedral-bells and cars
Are singing when I meet her
'You came today ...
I am living
One day ahead of time'
She said
On Saint Louis Avenue
There's something in my head
I wish I could remember
On Saint Louis Avenue
A cloud fell on the street
(Peters)
No one can harm me
This is my army
No one can hurt me
No one deserts me
I'm walking up front you're lagging behind
I want action don't need peace of mind
You stay on your own and say we are wrong
You're strange and you're restless you keep looking on
I'm in the crowd I'm never alone
We're carrying sticks and we're carrying stones
You say we are scared I know you are too
Why don't you join us there's a place for you
Join us now why don't you join us
Now why don't you join us
Say why don't you join
I'm walking up front you're lagging behind
I want action don't need peace of mind
You stay on your own and say we are wrong
You're strange and you're restless you keep looking on
You seem to believe the things that you read
Why don't you give up it's all that you need
We only believe the things that we do
Why don't you join us there's a place for you
Join us!!
Now why don't you join us
Now why don't you join us
(Peters)
She was a chanceless contender in the Deborah Harry
Look alike contest a long time ago
He was an upcoming doctor wearing rubber gloves
That is the reason he was stealing the show
She looking at him
She looked at him and thought of something to say
He looked at her
He looked at her and she was looking away
Will they meet in time? Will they meet in time?
He'd love to take her home and tell her
'Bout the romantic disease he had got
She didn't know she didn't believe him
There is no reason there is no plot
Will they meet in time?
Will they meet in time?
Reason and rhyme
She's still a chanceless contender in the Deborah Harry
Look alike contest who lost in the end
He's still an upcoming doctor wearing rubber gloves
That is the reason she refused him her hand
Will they meet in time?
Will they meet in time?
A chanceless contender in the Deborah Harry
(Nits)
So many years
And the river flows down
So many
It is hard to count them
And so many years
I am standing there
On this stone bridge
Like sand flows
Through my fingers
The water flows under me
So forgotten in the city smoke
So many years
I've tried to find a photograph
Taken somewhere here
It's a sad day
Sand through my fingers
Time
Same old river
(Hofstede)
She was always thinking
That the others were the losers
And that they could [never?] kill her too
This is the official word
Now welcome to the papers
And the forms are waiting here for you
It didn't work at all
She couldn't stand or fall
Queing up for counters
She was standing there for hours
And then someone told her
It is closed
Bureaucrat tie and hat
Disappearing like a ghost
It didn't work at all
She couldn't stand or fall
Late at night the kids in bed
She's looking at the TV screen
One more night she's talking to
(Hofstede)
He lives in a bungalow
He lives in a bungalow
Sits on a couch and
Looks at a color show
He lives in a bungalow
He lives in a bungalow
Different cars in
A garage down below
Look at my etchings on the wall
Look at the lampshade in the hall
They told me it's hand-made from Japan
They sold me a ready-made again
We like middle of the road we're
Living in the middle of the room
She lives in a bungalow
She lives in a bungalow
Sits on a sofa
Looks at the colour show
Doing the dishies by machine
She is the wedgewood kitchen queen
Sits at the pool with
Martini cool she's
Getting too fat and
He's a fool
They like middle of the road they're
(Hofstede)
He is standing in the living room
She is sitting on the bedroom floor
They are talking to each other on the babyphone
He lights another cigaret
She is re-arranging pillows on the bed
Kids in the kitchen rain outside she wants a
Different house different garden different table
Different chair different make-up different dress
Different kitchen different
He likes the girls young and rich
Taking showers in their sunny homes
Wet footprints towels lipstick
He spends his weekends at the zoo
Elephant snake monkey
Kids in the car and rain outside he wants a
Different girl different car different suit
Different watch different heart different beat
Different girl she's different different
Different house different garden
Different girl different suit
Different nose different food
Different elbow different smile
Different T-shirt different oo
Different clothes different feet
Different eyes different job
Different money different life
Different room different wife
Different table different chair
Different car different flat
Different heart different home
It's a terrible waste
To be stuck here in nowhere
I'm calling your name
It's a terrible day
To be in this wasteland
I'm calling your name
Just your name
It's so long ago
So many reasons to be afraid
Afraid of the darkness
Afraid of the light
So many reasons to be afraid
Afraid of the daytime
Afraid of the night
Day and the night
Yesterday she found him
Lying on the ground
Fallen down
Without a sound
Somebody said 'It's better this way'
But I know it's the difference
Between the night and the day
Day and the night
He is lying in the summerhouse
The girls all around
Looking at him
A giant fallen down
Nobody knows
What happens they say
But I know it's the difference
Between the night and the day
(Hofstede)
Give me the sombre city highroads
The clouds are framed by attic windows
Those are the words I long to hear
But when I walk I keep my tears from falling
And if you don't know where to go
You're lost in a dead end street
The houses fall down every day
But maybe someday I'll keep this house from falling
This is the street where I was living
This is the square where I was fighting
Nobody fears the ball and chain
I feel the tears my memory lane is falling
And still I don't know where to go
I'm lost in a misty town
No poetry in dead end street
They tear all the houses down
When you walk in Dapperstreet
When you live in Dapperstreet
Now it rains on broken windows
The streets are always wet
Through all the empty alleys wind blows
You're never coming back
When you live in Dapperstreet
Give me the sombre city highroads
The clouds are framed by attic windows
Those are the words I long to hear
But when I walk I keep my tears from falling
And if you don't know where to go
You're lost in a misty town
No poetry in dead end street
They tear all the houses down
When you walk in Dapperstreet
When you live in Dapperstreet
Now it rains on broken windows
The streets are always wet
Through all the empty alleys wind blows
You're never coming back
When you live in Dapperstreet
City crime one grey morning
Blissfuly happy I'm walking
City crime one grey morning
Blissfuly happy I'm walking
City crime one grey morning
Blissfuly happy I'm walking
(Hofstede/Kloet/Stips - Hofstede)
It's early in the morning
He's climbing up
The ladder to the top
Of his crane
He's smoking a cigarette
In his cockpit of glass
Look down
The town's
Still asleep
Peter and I were walking
Along the long canal
We could smell the factory
Smoke
Dirty filling-station
We arranged the row of cans
Till they said so so so so
Cranedriver lift me up
Put me in my past
Cranedriver lift me up
Cranedriver lift me up
Put me in my past
Cranedriver lift me up
Now Peter's building houses
I am a keeper of records
Both of '51
The cranedriver's climbing down
Every step a year
It takes him twenty to the ground
Cranedriver lift me up
Put me in my past
Cranedriver lift me up
Cranedriver lift me up
Put me in my past
(Hofstede)
Could it be the strange man he's
Headline news
Long, thin and glasses and
Snakeskin shoes
Was it something he said 'bout the
Weather and read on a dirty
Magazine
I have seen his face before
The tools of his trade are
Dangerous and mean
His hands are dirty his shirt is
Always clean (he said)
(Nits)
On a sunday morning
The bus is stopping
At the espresso bar
She's stepping out
Into the light and disappears
Christine you're in a dream
Oh Christine
'I like to buy a postcard
Of the falls
And send it home
When he calls
I will keep it as a bookmark
For I keep forgetting all the words'
Christine you're in a dream
Oh Christine
On a sunday night
The bus is leaving
At the espresso bar
She sits behind the window
And waves 'goodbye'
Christine you're in a dream
Friday she is black
Sunday she is white
Chameleon girl
Is making me feel
Allright
Yesterday she was yellow
Tomorrow she is green
Chameleon girl
Is the prettiest girl
I've ever seen
Monday she is brown
Tuesday she is blue
Chameleon girl
(Nits)
In the mirrors of this house
I've seen your face
A thousand times or more
In the corners of your room
I've seen your face
A thousand times or more
In the darkness of the town
I've seen the wheels a-turning
I'll be gone
In the darkness of your room
You've heard the wheels a-turning
I'll be gone
Cars & Cars
Cars & Cars going faster
In the mirrors of this house
I've seen your face
A thousand times or more
In the darkness of your room
You've heard the wheels a-turning
I'll be gone
Cars & Cars
