Wrestling The Pig

calm your nerves with accuracy / fold your vita with care

a gap in your employment biography / is a gap inside you disappear

adjust your tie with accuracy / it may do to calm the beat of your heart

for the golden gift of geometry helped you to learn / the company´s chart by heart

now introduce yourself clearly and directly/ engage in some smalltalk for a start

don´t forget to smile / show eagerness and zest for the job

talk to the right hand of the assistant´s assistant

stare on shiny shoes of a twenty-some

a bad hiring decision/ can be immensely expensive

so here you´ve come

a blackleg with a tie / a cheapjack, a conman

a shill or a complice – whatever they may need

a faint heart has never wrestled the pig / you get nothing, nothing you get for free

except for the tax refund promises/ at the end of economy´s food chain

now introduce yourself clearly and directly / engage in some smalltalk for a start

don´t forget to smile / show eagerness and zest for the job

talk to the right hand of the assistant´s assistant

stare on shiny shoes of a twenty-some

a bad hiring decision / can be immensely expensive

so here you´ve come:

a blackleg with a tie / a cheapjack, a conman

a shill or a complice – whatever they may need

Standard Life (a desperate insurance agent sales talk)

the day will come when you are caught by surprise

when you wish all crime at least/ was organized

this ain´t no threat, this ain´t no paranoia, it is statistics that apply

a man might book the top floor penthouse, yet he don´t know how to fly

you can pray beg cry as much as you like

they sell guns, chord, chainsaws, needles & knifes

around here

objects in mirror are closer than they appear / your lover might be stranger than you´ve ever feared / what are these stains on the bread knife sparkling in the sink?

another accidental contact on the platform, as you´re waiting for the train

and how do you know the sounds of your neighbors are those of joy, not of pain?

you can pray beg cry as much as you want

every bad mother´s got an evil son 

objects in mirror are closer than they appear / your ex might be stranger than you´ve ever feared / what is there tick tack ticking in the package that she send?

objects in mirror are closer than they appear / your car might be more of a wreck than you´ve ever feared / what was the cracking sound it just made?

the day will come when you are caught / by surprise / the price / is special, rates are fair

renew your policy today for extra coverage, extra care / get a body size full comfort life long airbag for free

objects in mirror are closer than they appear / your pet might be stranger than you´ve ever feared / what was the icky sound it just made?

objects in mirror are closer than they appear / your lover might be stranger than you´ve ever feared / what was it that she just put in your drink?

Slipping By Like A Field Mouse

another humdrum summer to come / here in the sticks where even razors will blunt

soon the birdsong of april will be caught by the cat / and the leaves of october will muffle all that

when the days are not full enough / life slips by like a field mouse

not shaking the grass / and summer slips through your hands

and then another shag on the rebound / with yet another boy racer

got no talent, got no looks / making love like a pacer

another humdrum summer to come / life is ducking and diving

as if to teach you how to bunk/ soon the birdsong of april will be caught by the cat

and the frost & the snowfall will muffle all that

when the days are not full enough/ life slips by like a field mouse

not shaking the grass / come one mate, let´s shake some grass

and then another shag on the rebound / with yet another boy racer

got no talent, got no looks / making love like a pacer

when the days are not full enough / life slips by like a field mouse

not shaking the grass / come on mate, let´s shake some grass!

All The Dust Of All Asian Cities At Once

here comes the crane, here come the diggers / in the light of the morning they move like monsters / see how hungry they are locking their metal jaws / in the bearing walls

the brutal sounds of slivers and cracks / raise to the core of your backbone and up your neck

can´t we just lock the flat index in like a pet?

another anchor falling prey, another ice floe melts away / in the cold light of day, we stood in silence / aghast

as if all the dust of all asian cities at once / settled in our nostrils and in our lungs

and if you think houses are for shelter and public places were for you / rethink again / and line in the cue of the urban exodus

half in dust and clear as mud / you just don´t meet godzilla half-way/ the monsters are awake and the monsters are hungry

as if all the dust of all asian cities at once, came down at once, all of it at once 

all the dust of all asian cities at once 

through the heart of the quarter, a clean cold cut / for someone´s view on the water 

and another sip of your blood

Clap Hands!

smell a rat, grab a bat  / old seymore´s driving off to the bank 

„I want my money back!“ / „I want my money back!“ / he roars out the window of his pick-up truck / like a madman so pathetic / if his forearms weren´t so athletic / we might have taken his anger with a pinch of salt / but there´s an axe in the back of his pick-up truck / to town, to town, check on all our credit accounts 

clap hands, clap hands, old seymore is driving off to the bank / if they weren´t all embezzled, if they weren´t all spend / I´d bet my life savings on an ugly end 

claps hands, clap hands, old seymore´s got an axe in his van 

while he was still howling like a wolf would  / word had spread all about the neighborhood 

like a gathering for some leathering / except for the head-shaking shoulder-shrugging scepticism / where was it back then? where was our common sense? / when the free market kool aid was rushing overland? 

Oh, clap hands, old seymore is driving off to the bank / if they weren´t all embezzled, if they weren´t all spend / I´d bet my life savings on an ugly end 

smell a rat, grab a bat, old seymore´s got an axe in his van / vultures to my right are folding out banners, humming a piece of another fascist blues / janis to my left says bankruptcy is just another word for nothing left to lose / oh lord won´t you buy me an oversize axe 

this is a call out to you vandals 

let´s clear him the tracks - now hit it

The Devil´s Wheelbarrow 

don´t you weep now / the rain/  mistook us for the ocean and went right in 

hush now / the storm/  mistook us for the woods and went right in 

and aren´t we just like trees? / we are no leavers, our roots are here in the mud 

I´m the oak tree and you´re the willow / stuck in here we are with what we´ve got 

down here at the banks they say at night / the devil strides along with his wooden wheelbarrow / picks up the drunks who he dumps into the river/ then found 666 miles east with their fist still clench´n car keys 

god knows why the crows loathe / man from up in their trees 

they herald what they see 

and I wonder /if we sacrificed our cargo could we rescue our ship? / can we just spit out the salty water from the tip of our lips?

down here at the banks they say at night / the devil strides along with his wooden wheelbarrow / it´s timbered out of those who thought / to be out of the wood, out of it for good 

god knows why the crows loathe / man from up in their trees 

they herald what they see 

and aren´t we just like trees? 

we are no leavers, our roots are here in the mud 

you are the oak tree and I´m the willow 

but soakers? no, soakers we are not.

Brass & Reed

goodbye sister / if you want to be an actress / you must learn to leave the stage in time

so come on, pack your silver button dresses / there´s a desert you may cross

there are hearts that will break in two/ it ain´t how you leave but how they will welcome you

with brass & reed / pardon all your sins / if only you succeed

and remember aunt irene / when she hit the scene back in 1959/ they just didn´t get the rhyme / but she´d never say she failed / with her tingle-tangle show / played on family visits

her best character role / her best part ever

oh, what a splendid mime / of glitz & glamour / however / a shining lie

this town will welcome you with brass & reed / if you make it there, they will kiss your feet

once you learned to prance like a diva / you can´t walk these streets no more

without them neighbors trashtalking / and waiting for your fall

Part or Partisan 

brothers I envy you  / when you sing you do so with conviction 

your blood-soaked anthem  / means nothing to me 

if this is what I have to swallow  / than I´d rather not eat 

if these are the clothes I have to wear now  / I´d be better of naked

I once had a home / once had a nation / but they took it all away from me 

as long as these pigs sail under these colours / they do remain my enemy 

brethren, I envy you  / when you pray you do so with conviction 

your blood-soaked psalms/  mean nothing to me 

if this is what I have to swallow / than I´d rather not eat 

if these are the clothes I have to wear now / I´d be better of naked

Madness Vs. Wall. Wall Wins

last night I swear I saw my bookshelf / spitting papers on the floor

it said it had to / after my crockery threw itself against the wall

they say you´re always faithful/ through the rotten and the bliss

when the hazards have followed out the heralds / pimp your story, make it twist

how how to keep the dogs out / how to free myself from this spell

if I cracked these shutters wide open / it would raise hell

they say you´re always faithful/ through the rotten and the bliss

I am the bear and forbear I have sufferd / no more than a slap on the wrist

tonight I swear I´ll take a run-up / I´ve laid out tartan on the floor

if you never hear of me again / I took it on and crushed the wall

through the rotten and the bliss/  of madness!

The Most Beautiful Boy

the lingering sound / of us/  breathing heavily

zip up your jeans, tuck in your shirt

someone´s always awaiting someone / so the two of us, too

we have to leave

the most beautiful of all them boys / I got at home

clouds heavy with rain / pass this hollow left for rent

there will be heavy seas ahead / so don´t forget your studded belt

around your slender waist we curled alike

so I guess I could call that thing a friend

before we go, before we go / I just want you to know

but we need to shake each other off

like the dogs do with the lice

the most beautiful of all them boys / I got at home

he´s six years old / not into rock / not into roll at all

before we go, before we go / I just want you to know

I am fine, I am alive / apart from the farewell in my sigh

In The Arctic

we once were so lightly / basking in the glow / of our sultry skins

we still hold each other/ to shield us from solitude that comes drizzling in

your glance to the window tells of escape / shall we light up the last beacon? shall we call for help?

here we are, here we are / in the arctic / abandoned / icebound

we once were so lucky / to find the soulmates that we are

but if we pulled with all of our might /we still wouldn´t tear these knots apart

so we wait for spring to reveal / the wideness of the rift

if we broke up now/ where would our ice floes drift?

here we are, here we are / in the arctic / abandoned / icebound

we once were so lightly / basking in the glow of our sultry skins

move back to your mother’s and say / this expedition was aspiring & brave / but it has failed

where is it that your heart wanders? / and why´s your mind always astray?

what you´ve got to say / throw it all away / or throw it in my face

here we are, here we are / in the arctic / abandoned / icebound

Destroy.Rebuild.The Ruins 

who had you believed you  / were smarter than them? 

you held their churches for ruins / to erase it all and: / restart. 

who had you believed you were genuine? / nothing could stand your test, nothing could stand your test. 

this boy has torn down a whole bunch of walls just to see  in the end that the palace he meant to erect by himself does not meet his demands at the nearest when all he ever 

expected to need was the right tools in his hand 

and he´d build from scratch  / something big, something better 

and he´d build from scratch  / a brave new world at the least 

but what he build from scratch / was a ruin

who had you believed you were genuine? / there´s no such thing as the answer worth a crusade, worth a say / 
and your anger once was your weapon / but now it is nothing but your enemy 

destroy.rebuild.the ruins!