Coffee & Cigarettes:

lose one, find one
and in between there’s a lot of drinking
you cried a lot, toots
and crying gals are always scheming

I try to tell myself
it’s easy
surviving with only
coffee and cigarettes

we got ourselves burned
and now we only have all the ashes
no more old in / out
only if they’ll pay me in cash

I try…

I thought I saw my life flashing before my eyes
but it was just a slight tension of desire

I try…


When I Waltz:

I’m one of those guys who likes
to get kissed before getting fucked
well, I’m the last pet in the universe
and you won’t even give me a hug

I don’t have a clue
is it because I just can’t cook?
I still don’t have a clue
once a hero, and always a crook

I tumble
when I waltz
I know you dance well
I got it
I got it
I got it all wrong
I wanna
do better
to impress you
but I tumble
I tumble
when I waltz

I know I’m not great at pillowtalking
but I’ve got a foxy smile
you say I’m only good for some stalking
why don’t you let me stay for a while?

I tumble…

we don’t stand a chance
is it just a phase?
I bet you’ll dance
a funky chicken on my grave

Archimedes died
from a burst blatter
if I had to go like that
it wouldn’t matter

and you don’t care
no you don’t care
I thought I had you to share me with
you to share me with

I’m tired of this song


Happiness:

two royal toads trippin’
over each others legs
and now sleeping
sleeping in seperate beds

no more me and you
it’s only been youth
and every time you came around
you ate all my food

the gal needs to be less galish
and the boy a little less boyish
and together you will find true
happiness
you win when you say you’re sorry
and lose when you say “you bore me”
and together you will find true
happiness

this couldn’t last
cause you never ever
ever made it through
through the past

I’m still your holy whore
never thought I’d sink this low
I’m all dressed up and I’ve got
nowhere to go

and every time I came around
you were leaving
and you kept pushing me aside
and the walls were closing in

the gal needs to be less galish…

I guess I’d like to love you
love you till I’d burst
but then I’d have
to like you first

the gal needs to be less galish…

Hats:

with their hats covering their brains
we don’t see what they think
with their hats covering their brains
we don’t hear what they dream

so we sit here playing songs
and me, I croon
watching all the people with their brains
tied to balloons

people they keep reading in
all kinds of magazines
people they keep breeding
with their hands in their jeans

with their hats…

their habits
are something like
rabbits
going wild
they multiply too often
and now they can’t find
someone
who really loves them

they don’t have time to lose
themselves today
even though we ask them nicely
they just turn and walk away

people they keep reading in
all kinds of magazines
people they keep chewing
with their new set of teeth

with their hats…

their habits… 

it’s tea time for all minds
take off your shoes
yeah it’s tea time for all minds
take off with your balloon

we need to take our sleeping pills
so we can relax and we can chill
we need to take care of ourselves
but you, you took too many pills


One Drink Behind:

I’m a groovy, singing squirrel
sitting in the grass
but I always keep forgettting
collecting my nuts

oh I wonder what
human hearts are made of
but then it just makes me wanna
put my head in the oven

I keep hanging on like I should
I keep hanging without a clue
I keep hanging
hanging on to my blues
I keep dancing like a drunken brute
I keep off those stinking roofs
yeah I keep hanging
hanging on like I should

I see eyes do nothing but close
it scares me a little bit
I guess they’ve seen too many ghosts
the ones you can’t make deals with

the world is always unkind
and always one drink behind
oh the chase is
oh the chase is
oh the chase is mine

I keep hanging on like I should…

I won’t go down without a fight
no, I won’t run away to the countryside
they might think I’m a skinny weak guy
but I won’t go down without a fight

we keep hanging on like we should
we keep hanging without a clue
we keep hanging
hanging on to our blues
we keep dancing like drunken brutes
we keep off those stinking roofs
yeah we keep hanging
hanging on like we should