The Night The Lights Went Out

This House Is All Crooked

It's So Final

Alternate version for the song "Kid You Don't Get Me" out on Siamese Twin Records 02.15.22.
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Lyrics

I’ve been living in ways
That are mainly beside the point
Like an obscure record
Being played in some shabby joint
They say you have to live it up
Like there’s no tomorrow
But life evolves in spite of us
It’s not something you can borrow
It was always less than what I thought
And the machine never caught wind
And that’s mainly because I thought
It would never amount to anything
Got pushed into the streets
Into a bed with no sheets
Into the world on my bare feet
Soon hardened to life’s drumbeat
They tried to get rid of me
Tried to corner me silently
So you can say whatever you want
But don’t fuck me up quietly

Kid you don’t get me
Kid you don’t get me

I’m at the receiving end of an industry
That sells tough luck beans
Plays a dissonant symphony
For disappointments hard to redeem
Hey that’s the way it is
The machine never caught wind
Even when I had the money
I never knew how to stint
Kept my eyes on the door
Yeah I always got my share
When I heard footsteps approach
Coming up the stairs
I never kept the score
Somehow I just lost track
Yeah what’s the use of screaming
Inside a heavy sack
They tried to get rid of me
Tried to corner me silently
So you can say whatever you want
But don’t fuck me up quietly
They tried to get rid of me
Tried to corner me silently
So you can say whatever you want
But don’t fuck me up quietly

Kid you don’t get me
Kid you don’t get me
Kid you don’t get me
Kid you don’t get me
Kid you don’t get me
Kid you don’t get me

Kid You Don't Get Me (Alternate Version)

Released 6th of August 2021 on Siamese Twin Records

Build A New Nation

Song from the album "Filial Love" (Out april 2021 on Siamese Twin Records)
Music inspired by American artist TR Ericsson and his mother Susan Robinson.

Buy: https://wimjanssens.bandcamp.com/album/waiting-for-the-waves-to-break

Kid You Don't Get Me 

I've been living in ways
That are mainly beside the point 
Like an obscure record 
Being played in some shabby joint  
They say you have to live it up 
Like there's no tomorrow 
But life evolves in spite of us 
It's not something you can borrow  
It was always less than what I sought 
And the machine never caught wind 
And that's mainly because I thought 
It would never amount to anything  
Got pushed into the streets 
Into a bed with no sheets 
Into the world on my bare feet 
Soon hardened to life's drumbeat  
They tried to get rid of me 
Tried to corner me silently 
So you can say whatever you want 
But don't fuck me up quietly  
Kid, you don't get me 
Kid, you don't get me  
I'm at the receiving end 
Of an industry that sells though luck beans 
Plays a dissonant symphony 
For disappointments hard to redeem  
Hey, that's the way it is 
The machine never caught wind
Even when I had the money 
I never knew how to stint  
Kept my eyes on the door 
But I always got my share 
When I heard footsteps approach 
Coming up the stairs  
I never kept the score 
Somehow I just lost track 
Yeah what's the use of screaming 
Inside a heavy sack  
They tried to get rid of me 
Tried to corner me silently 
So you can say whatever you want
But don't fuck me up quietly  
They tried to get rid of me 
Tried to corner me silently 
So you can say whatever you want 
But don't fuck me up quietly  
Kid, you don't get me 
Kid, you don't get me 
Kid, you don't get me 
Kid, you don't get me ...

Siamese Twin Records / Harlan Levey Projects

Kid You Don't Get Me

Song  from album "Filial Love". (4/21) on Siamese Twin Records
Music inspired by American artist TR Ericsson and his mother, Susan Robinson.

Dancing on the Head of a Needle 

We know this song 
and we dance to the beat 
There's a head on collision 
We've got a front row seat 

Right now, 
It's just you and me 
And a handful of dust 

And as far as I can see 
There's no-one else 
I can trust 

We know this song 
and we dance to the beat 
There's a head on collision 
We've got a front row seat 

Look me straight in the eye 
And maybe we can turn these clouds 
Into a clearblue sky 

We're dancing 
On the head of a needle 
Time 
And time again 

We're dancing 
We're dancing 

We know this song 
and we dance to the beat 
There's a head on collision 
We've got a front row seat 

We know this song 
and we dance to the beat 
There's a head on collision 
We've got a front row seat 

Time and time again 
Time and time again 
Time and time again 
Time and time again 
Time and time again 
Time and time again 
Time and time again 
...

Siamese Twin Records / Harlan Levey Projects

Filial Love

Dancing on the Head of a needle

Dancing on the Head of a Needle

From the album "Filial Love" (April, 2021)
Stream/Buy: https://wimjanssens.fanlink.to/ADifferentMoon-TheWrongEndoftheGun
Music inspired by American artist TR Ericsson and his mother, Susan Robinson.

The Wrong End Of The Gun 

Put some money on the game, 'cause you never know 
They're never gonna win, 'cause the spirit's low, low, low 
Oh nothing works, nothing works, nothing works around here 
I lost it yesterday, and I'm about to lose it again 

There's a river of noise running through my brain 
Like an endless ring that slowly drives me insane 
All the lights are on but all I see is black 
I could use some poison to clear my goddamn head 

And it kicks in 
Like a fever 

Oh oh misery 
As strong as gravity 
Oh oh sorrow 
Like a shadow hanging over me 

In this 24 hour run 
I’m at the wrong end of the gun 

There's always some mad stuff going on 
Always a hitch, something going all wrong 
And there's no music when the needle drops 
Just the dreadful sound of ticking clocks 

And it kicks in 
Like a fever 

Oh oh misery 
As strong as gravity 
Oh oh sorrow 
Like a show hanging over me 
Oh oh misery 
You're not a stranger to me 
Oh oh sorrow 
Like a shadow clinging on to me 

And it kicks in 
Like a fever 

Oh oh misery 
As strong as gravity 
Oh oh sorrow 
Like a show hanging over me 
Oh oh misery 
Come on now, set me free 
Oh oh sorrow 
Don't come back tomorrow 

In this 24 hour run 
I’m at the wrong end of the gun 
I’m at the wrong end of the gun 

I hang on to my ego 
Pretend this ain't real 
But up jumps the devil 
And he goes for the kill 
The noise it increases 
Until I give in 
As the level goes up 
I’m taking the pill 
And nothing looks real 
Nothing looks real 
Nothing looks real 
Nothing looks real


Music written, arranged, performed and produced by Wim Janssens 
Mixed by Martin "Lucky" Waschkowitsch 
Mastered by Max Köhrich 
Artwork Senol Güney

Siamese Twin Records / Harlan Levey Projects

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