CURSED CHARLES II (0,254)

Now that I'm going back down
Down round the place I'm crawling
My clothes unwashed for work
Oh it's such a shiny morning

Sunshine...
Living's such a nightmare

One must get on to work
Dead Weight on the elevator
Reach being a prideless clerk
She's washing clothes for later

Bullshit, bullshit, bullshit, bullshit
Bullshit, bullshit, bullshit, bullshit
Better stay home today
Call in, you're calling sick today

Shiver, shiver, shiver, shiver
Shiver, shiver, shiver, shiver
I'm staying sick today
I might spend this day
round pretentious art books and
reading to her

Ah I have a scarlet fever
from the river
makes me simmer
I don't worry 'cause she's there
she will take care of my liver
My strawberry tongue for you
Ill for a day or two

Did we make a run for it
Did we pursue all our dreams
No need to rush on to progress
Religious, fat or fit					

Better stay home tonight
Better stay home today

I enjoy
When we talk about dead people
And their merits and their diets
and famous wives

Then we eat and talk of what might happen
And we talk of how things were in the far past
A lot of it just never happened
And future's useful, the future's there
the past is darkenned, the past is vain
But we are so delightfully entertained

Ah I have a scarlet fever
from the river
makes me simmer
I don't worry 'cause she's there
she will take care of my genes

Let us stay ill forever
Ill in a shallow fever
Visions of pastoril pictures
Picnic and indoor pleasures

I wish I'd spend my days in bed
And was ill forever
I've been writing a novel
About Cursed Charles II
I've been writing a novel so far
I've only done ten pages
I wish I'd spend my days in bed
And was ill forever

I wish I'd spend my days in bed
And was ill forever
I've been writing a novel
About Cursed Charles II
I've been writing a novel so far
I've only done ten pages
I've been writing a novel
About Cursed Charles II

CURSED CHARLES II demo 55

Am I vain?
Am I vain?
I have nothing in my brain
But- I don't want to live these vicarious ways
Living by a pond- fond of others
Won't you rather live away all by yourself?
There's really nothing new to discover
Oh no-
Please get those ideas away from your head
You know they're bad for my health
But- I don't want to live these vicarious ways
Always at the service of others

As you come of age
You go around telling people what to do
As you come of age
You find yourself telling people to get a job
Sometimes I feel like you're in the middle of nothing
Sometimes I feel like I'm in the middle of everything
I wonder
Is all the violence in the world 
just another show laid down for me?
Is all that suffering in the world 
just a little extra fun for me? 

Fame, fame
Never came
You asked oh why would you lust for fame?
Please get those ideas away from your head
 
Am I lame?
Am I lame?
If I can't manage to make half of what I'd make
Still- could I loose myself to this vicarious ways
Living by a pool-fooling others
Am I ever here, I'm all by myself
I guess I'd dread other plans
Guess
Who put those ideas again in your head?
There's really nothing true to discover
She asked
How in Earth were you raised?
I got so much in my brain 

Sometimes I feel I'm in the middle of nothing
Sometimes I feel you're the middle of everything

I wonder
Is all that killing in the world
Just another show laid down for me?
Is all the hunger in the world
just a little extra fun for me?

PONTORMO               (demo46)

Hand him over a handful of burguers
He'll say "this will not do"
Don't rush on into passing the ketchup
He'll say "is this really you?"

Was this you all along
This contradiction isn't stopped
This contradiction isn't right
What else did you hide?

This contradiction isn't stopped
This contradiction isn't right
What else did you hide?

As Hegel said
Yes, Hegel said

Thought isn't stopped by contradiction
All truth's a restless moral fiction
You'll sacrifice all that's good in your life
For deeds not done can't be undone

I'm still waiting for you
I'm still waiting for you, my love
I'm still waiting for you to stab a knife in my back

As Hegel said, don't worry
No matter what you do, you'll later be sorry
Thought isn't stopped by contradiction
Everything you live by's moral fiction

I'm still wondering when you'll fill the kitchen with gas
You'll close all windows and doors
And secretly open a valve
No wonder why
We're bow and lyre

I hand her over a handful of burguers
She says "this will not do"
Then If I rush into passing the ketchup
My God, what will I do?

Salvation's some horrible lust
Let's not get into frightened morality
We'll soon lack peace, movement and vitality
And the world moves on
The world moves on

LIKE HEGEL SAID                                 demo 87b

Like Hegel Said 87 Instrumental

Bricks burning pink under the window melting
Blue flames
Green lights gloomy over strangers voices
Blue

I will not fake I didn't see it coming this time
I wish I forgot I have so many important things too

Isn't it the place where we all want to go
Be there with me too
Be here, want it so
I wouldn't be but whispering your name over by a flame

Look into the egg of the imperial winter
Blue flames
Crying in the balcony to Christmas lights
Blue

Isn't this the place where we all want to go
Non-stop whispering my name over by a flame

Blue Flames (demo 43.2)

Bring me to the grave of Irishman Berkeley
To his colorless Colman's alabaster statue
The book he's holding his hand will drop soon

Bring me to the grave of sir Ernst H. Gombrich
I'll spit on his face
The cause defended against all humanness of thought

Is it sage
To use the Spirit of the Age for these affairs?
Well, it finally got you

Is it safe
To engage in social history at your age?
No well, it isn't
 
Bring me to the grave of empirist Hume
To his rusty bronze mouldy half-naked statue
He sits like Moses leisurely balancing the law

Bring me to the grave of sir Karl Raymund Popper
I'll spit on his face
Open society sure profits from all

Is it sage
To use the Spirit of the Age for these affairs?
Well, it finally got you

Is it safe
To engage in social history at your age?
No well, it isn't

The Spirit of the Age (demo48a)

I just want my
I just want my
I just want my mellow sapphire orchid blueberry cream
And not what other people bring
Bring me, please, blueberry cream
And be the girl that I dream of
And wear your sadness like it's so kitsch
I'll ever want just to fullfil your wish

The ice-cream man grabs your hand
and tells you “anything is good”
Please don't trust his taste, it's not
as exquisite as it should

Blueberry cream
Blueberry cream

The violent children at my old grey school
Fooled everyone out of their favourite food

I just want you
(to) Strongly want my
I suggest this demo lilac orchid blueberry cream
And not what other people bring
Ring me, please, blueberry cream's
in the Spring I swing to
Don't you know balance's in the right switch
I only lay my tomb in a special ditch

Blueberry cream
Blueberry cream

And wear your sadness like it's so kitsch
Feel downhearted by my favourite dish

I just want you (to)
Strongly want what I want (Blueberry Cream!)
I just want you (to)
Strongly want what I want (Blueberry Cream!)

Blueberry Cream (demo34d)

Well I'm not usually drunk
When I go see Miss Barnes
I get there at six, tell my body-guard to wait
He barely sits while she and I discuss his face

She says well he looks as if he's right out of the farm
Seeing him in a suit — it’s only harmless fun
I'll make you a name
Just like I put him there, you'll be in my game
You better play hard
We've done awful things, it's only a start

I'm a powerful man, I'm a powerful man, I'm a powerful man

After sinning comes the hour of fate
You don't have to wait
It never comes soon, it's always so late
It's always too late
You take this … and leave it by his gate
Leave it by his gate

But don't you
Don't
Don't you

But don't take it bad it's not your fault
Don't take it bad it's not your fault
I'm a powerful man
Do as I say. I'm big, you're small

I'm not usually drunk when I go see Miss Barnes
I hold her in my arms and say:
 “In morning chill and evening fog 
I gain positions in the House of Law”

But don't take it bad it's not your fault
Sometimes she acts in ways I think she's just right out of the farm
I’m afraid I’d better push her down the rails before she tells someone
I'll push you too for real, for everything you've done!
I'm a powerful man, I'm a powerful man
Well I'm not usually drunk
When I go see Miss Barnes
My wife plays ball
She's rich and tall
"I'm so used to this
Being in a place like his"
My wife's so smart
She knows where to scratch

38. Claire Underwood (demo34)

I watch you design a Winter house
It’s good you do it in the Winter
Winter clothes I see you wear
Sitting on an icy chair

Where to put the fridge — and the heating place — with its heating machine
A pantry to fill with canned beans
Things in jars, cheap art prints and a fireplace
Crystal greenhouse sunny desserts
It’s the greatest

Sun while you design a Summer house
It’s grand you do it in the Summer
A stair into the midnight air
Glass with ice and a hammock

Garden hanging philodendron water pulverizing machine
Humming pool, flamingo-floated drinks
One gets spilled—your sister's shouting by the barbecue
Enjoying all this, I smile at you 
It all rings so true

I like so much our lives in there
They are not real

I fancy-design an all-time home
It’s fun to do it on your own
I hide the sketch in case there's something wrong with it 
I reckon it done very fast
It's the worst

11. Winter House (demo 34)

CHAMELEON

I'm honest, I'm honest
But I'm a chameleon
You need a cult
And so do I

20.000 drowned chickens
Poor birds, I mean, poor guy
Sad... I'd agree with that

Were I not to agree with you
I'd feel so blue
I'd feel so blue and
Shame is feeling misunderstood
Beyond my understanding

I'm honest, I'm honest
But I'm a chameleon
You're in a cult
And so am I

The Apocalypse quickens
No it doesn’t – yes, it does
Pass... I don’t eat foie-grass

Were you not to agree with me
You'd feel so mean
You'd feel so mean and
Shame is feeling misunderstood
Beyond your understanding

I'm honest, you're honest
Our friends are honest
They're in a cult
An they’re all chameleons

Sympathy, empathy
Shocking – hilarious – mad
Bad... I’d agree with that

[solo]

Were they not to agree with us
We’d feel outclassed
We’d feel outclassed
Our game is being misunderstood
Beyond our understanding

Kollashnikov