1. NO MAN'S LAND

The Queen of the Lowlands
Is sleepless tonight
She’s walking on marble floors
In the pale moonlight

The oil-man from Texas
Is still pulling the strings
In this palace of puppets
Of my paper King

No one will sleep
In the fields of Verdun
No one can finish/end
What they once had begun

I’m in a man-hole
I’m looking for light
I wonder why the German Philosophers
And the English Poets always fight

No man’s land No man’s land

Did you see Elvis in his kitchen tonight
He’s got the Memphis blues and a real strong appetite
He’s walking through Graceland in his black leather suit
He is smelling home-cooking.......it’s only the river

Elena Ceausescu is still wide awake
She’s counting her shoes
And she knows that she made a mistake
So let’s start again-the night is still young
The voices outside are singing a folk-song

No Man’s Land
Tic toc tic toc mustard gas grenades
No Man’s Land

Louis Quatorze he can not sleep
He’s walking through the corridors of his funky antique
He’s got 300 pillows and 400 chairs
He is counting his clocks
Can you hear them ticking
Tic toc tic toc tic toc


2. TOE IN THE WATER

You hear the birds in my italic forest
I smell the roses in your cement garden
You snow around-around my head tomorrow
I rain upon-upon your feet in sorrow

Toe in the water

You walk on mud along a thirsty river
I see the trees - I hear the leaves that shiver
The snowy owl will fly around your silence
Today is light-tomorrow will be darkness

Toe in the water

You whisper something in my ear
The words I cannot hear
There’s a hole in a tree
Somebody is watching me
The Big Black Woodpecker

The lake with circles-circles like a necklace
I see your face I see a million/thousand frecles
My Red-spotted Flycatcher
You drink the lake -I eat a Lesser Whitethroat

Toe in the water
River of dreams


3. THE GREAT CARUSO

1906 The morning after Carmen
The earth was shaking
The sky was almost burning

San Francisco
I am The Great Caruso
My bloodred suite and lits-jumeaux are turning

When I look at my life
My life is a dream
Let me sleep

Then I woke up and I am in the middle of the ocean on an island
With a vulcano-smoking my last cigarette

There are not many trees and a windy beach
Big black rocks and a lot of mean dogs around me

The sun comes up-the sun goes down
The sun comes up-the sun goes down
Somewhere

A man comes up to me
He says’where are you going?’
I say ’I am going
Nowhere’

When my life is a dream
Don’t wake me up
Let me sleep


4. THE FLOWERS

She is walking through the snowflakes
On the churchyard
With a small bunch of flowers in her hand
She's putting it on a gravestone
Of a young soldier
Who died on the desert sand

And it hurts
And it hurts
The song in her head
Where the flowers are gone
And the young men are dead
And the girls are alone
With the hours

Life is floating away in a small red river
On the desert sand
A river of pictures
A movie of 20 years is flowing
Through his head

The flowers
Where are the flowers
She was picking alone in a meadow
A summer a long time ago
Life was endless
A desert
An ocean

The host of a talk show is laughing
And laughing
And people talk about the interior of their houses
And how they want to change it
And it hurts
And it hurts
The song in her head
Where the flowers are gone
And the young men are dead
And the girls are alone
With the hours

The Apache wandered lonely as a cloud
O'r vales and hills
When all at once he saw a crowd
A host of red poppies in a field

And the flowers
Where are the flowers
She was picking alone in a meadow
A summer a long time ago
Life was endless
A desert
An ocean

The flowers
Where are the flowers
The hours
The years
Where are the flowers

Sometimes you dream
The desert is an ocean
You dive deeper and deeper
You cannot find him


5. IN DUTCH FIELDS

In Dutch fields the poppies grow
Between the crosses-row by row
We are the dead
Short days ago
We lived- felt dawn- saw sunset glow
Loved- and were loved- and now we lie
In Dutch fields
We shal not sleep- though poppies grow
In Dutch fields


(After the poem ‘In Flanders Fields’ (december 1915)
John McCrae – Canadian military doctor
november 30 187 2- januari 28 1918)


6. FIVE AND DIME

I am waiting in the hospital
With my mother’s eyes
There is a song on the radio
That I dont wanna hear

No I don’t wanna hear

I am turning pages of a magazine
With my father’s hand
There are pictures in the magazine
That I don’t understand
That I don’t understand

Come back to the Five and Dime,Jimmy Dean,Jimmy Dean
I am looking with my mother’s eyes
I’m seeing things I’ve never seen
Things that I have never seen

No-I don’t wanna listen
And I don’t wanna try
I am waiting in the hospital
With my mother’s eyes


7. LENIN AND THE WOUNDED ANGEL

I’m is walking on the thin ice of the lake
It is almost spring-it will melt and break
The holes are getting bigger

Is this a déja-vu - a prophesy- a joke
The skyline with the factories
The black sky with the smoke

My brains inside a cap of fur
My thoughts are burning like a fire

It’s important to bring electricity
To all the corners of this country/ the world
To fight disease and poverty

There is a hand on my shoulder -a hand on my head
How do you do His face is red and blue
My name is Jozef - just for you

I can hear your whispering voice again
I cannot speak your name

Tampere-Tampere
Home of the Holy Smoke
The bricks and stones
My prison - my homesick home

I can hear your whispering voice again
I cannot speak your name

In the distance on a snowy road
Two boys are carrying a precious load
An Angel with a wounded wing

The younger boy is wearing a hat
The other a small brown jacket
He’s turning his head - he’s looking at me

I can see his worried eyes again
I can feel her hidden pain

Tampere - Home of the Holy Smoke
The bricks and stones-my prison- my homesick home

Drops of blood are falling on the snow
Like cherries on a table cloth
In her hand she’s holding a small bunch of flowers

They bring her to the Blind Girl’s School
Where the wooden rooms are always dark
In corridors with rippled tiles
Small shoes are whispering


8. COWBOYS & INDIANS

I thought that I saw you in the last train
With a plastic white fork in your hand
Your teeth-your elbows-your shoulders-
Your mouth and your eyes

You saw me standing on a platform
One second with 24 frames
I was gone with the last letter of your name

We were looking-only-looking at the sky
When we were cowboys and indians
Waving goodbye

My dream fell into pieces
It was difficult to paint a horse
And your sister said
‘There’s no Wild West’

That’s when I needed-I needed more time
When we were cowboys and indians
Waiting in line

We were looking-only-looking at the sky
When we were cowboys and indians
Waving goodbye

Hope is a strange invention
Emily said
The words fell like rain
On our head


9. I AM A FLY

I’m a fly in your eye
I’m a bee on your knee
I’m a moth in your mouth
I’m a fly

I’m a worm in your shoe
I’m a brick in your wall
I’m a cloud in your sky
I’m a fly

I’m a car on your road
I’m a ship on your hip
I’m a bird on your head
I’m a tree on your knee
I’m a fly

I’m a spider inside her
A nit in your hair
I’m a flea you can’t see
I’m a thing a ding ding
I’m a fly

I’m a door in your heart
I’m a floor in your house
I’m a fish in your lake
I’m a fly

I’m a hat on your head
I’m a tree on your knee
I’m a lock in your door
I’m a cloud in your sky
I’m a fly

I’m a girl with a pearl
I’m a boy with a toy
I’m a man with a can
I’m a fly

I’m a fly in your eye
I’m a bee on your knee
I’m a moth in your mouth
I’m a fly


10. MRS SUNLIGHT

Mrs. Sunlight is walking on the bright side
She’s dreaming of the moonlight in her eyes

I wish I had fever
I wish I had smallpox
Or worse
Then I needed love and care
Of My Sweet Nurse

Mrs. Sunlight dances
Under the circumstances
She likes ‘Rome was not built in one day’
Romances

Mrs. Sunlight Soap
Is giving me a little Hope
I’m climbing up the ladder of rope
Kissing the moon
Jumping the broom

Sundays in winter
Mondays of darkness
She’s got a fire inside her house
We look at the snowflakes
Outside the window
She turns and turns and turns
The pages of a cookbook

Mister Moonlight is living on the dark side
Driving through the red light - looking for a some money

I wish I had a shoulder to cry on
I wish I had raindrops in my eyes
I wish I had windows in my heart

Da dum da dum da dum
They do they do they do the dishes

Jumping the broom
Kissing the moon
Jumping the moon


11. MOON DOG

Moon dog
Give me fire
Give me water
From your wishing well

Moon dog
Give me a rock
Give me a stone
From your home sweet home

Moon dog
Julie and John
What have you done
When the moon struck one

It’s a dirty old road
In a dirty old town

Moon dog
Give me rain
Give me shine
From your old coal mine

Moon dog
Sweet heart
Ferry man
When the moon struck one

It’s a dirty old road
In a dirty old town

It’s a dirty old game
And I am feeling ashamed

Moon dog
Give me money
Give me honey
From your hollow tree

Moon dog
Give me a hand
Give me love
From your broken heart


12. HEART

Sometimes life is so simple
Sometimes it seems so hard
While in the end it doesn’t matter - simple or hard
Bring it down to the heart of the matter
Bring it down to a matter of – heart

I walk up to my piano
Lay my hand on the keys
Got no idea what is pending here
Turn off my brain, new ideas
Always come from the heart of the matter
Let them come as a matter of – heart

Sometimes it’s dark in the daytime
Sometimes it’s light at night
It’s not always pure logic
What makes this world go round
What makes this world go spinning around
Why are we tossing and turning around

It’s a law of nature
Every rose comes with a sting
With one to six on my dice I don’t know
What the next minute brings
What will the next minute bring next
What will the next, next minute bring

Sometimes I talk with the angels
Sometimes I speak with the birds
You can change this world if you want to
They say, just like you did with the weather
Bring it down to the heart of the matter
All together - with a change of heart

Make it matter
Make it better
With a change of - heart


13. YESTERDAY

Yesterday- I was robbing a bank downtown
I was shooting the halogen ceiling lights
The laminate parquet on the ground

It was funny -there was no money
Crime doesn't pay -I am happy
So rich -So rich

Yesterday- I was robbing a gas station
I was shooting the tin cans and the coffee-machine
It was a sensation

I was happy -there was no money
Crime doesn't pay-but it is funny
I am so rich -so rich

Yesterday-I was robbing a butchers’ shop
I was shooting two medium steaks and a big lamb-chop
They were allready dead so I took the money

Crime pays and it’s not funny
I am so sad -so sad


14. GRRR ... TO YOU

Take me to great lake Ontario
Walk me to the lighthouse through the falling snow
I was loving you - loving you

Take me to the river where the sirens sing
Listen to the raindrops on their paper skin
I was loving you - loving you

Walk me through the snowflakes of a burning town
Talk to me talk to me when I’m falling down
I was loving you - loving you

I was walking to you
I was loving you

Take me to the zebra of Abbey Road
Hide me in the pockets of your blue raincoat
I was loving you - loving you

Je te grrr
Grrr ... to you


15. THE TWINS

Someone was playing a Walker Brothers song
When a ricochetting bullet hit the juke-box
The sun ain't gonna shine was stuck in it's track
Anymore - anymore ... and back

Mother 'Violet" - Jack 'The Hat' - 'Cannonball' Lee
They're all dead - but I'm still living
Brother 'Ronnie' - George Cornell - Richard Hart
They all fell - but I'm still standing

The sun goes down in the park
Soon it will be cold and dark around me
Those were the best years of our lives
We were rulling the town
Let's go down to 'El Marocco'
Reggie Kray - Will fade away

In our Sunday's best - East End - Wild West
The gang wars and the drinks at the 'Blind Beggar'
Under the scrutiny of 'Nipper'
A Peer of the Realm unlocks his zipper
Reggie Kray - Will die today