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Eve Of The Night

Good evening, Brink Express

How may I help you?

 

Three hours awake

Wriggling in the space your arms make

Rubbing our feet, awaiting a pluck

Turning away

The sheets wrapped around, just for today

Calling you mine, sure I am right

 

Hey, it’s alive

Making wind and rain as he describes

Can’t you come over here, to my side of the sheet

Spaghetti and sauce

But I won’t have your socks in my drawers

Calling you mine, sure I am right

 

To investigate

Or am I too indiscrete

When I feel your heart beating near

 

Who cares about the time

When the moon's alight

And our fires align

On the eve of the night

 

Laying on your pillow

Tryin' to make it clear

When I feel your heart beating near

 

‘Though I know

I've got to let you go

I'm rolling down the road

While my heart beats slow, but

 

Who cares about the time

When the moon's alight

And our fires align

On the eve of the night

On My Way

Finally found the courage

To make my way back home

Drinking and talking

In those places I’ve been shown

 

Tryin' to forget

Dancing until dawn

Wandering from bar to bar

But I don’t feel reborn

 

I used to like your smell

And wear your dirty shirts

Now all the simple things

Seems you know where it hurts

 

Feels like living in a cheap motel

A cry for freedom fills my ears

Don’t know where I am going

But I’m getting out of here

 

Being dragged under

By your narrow-minded view

I can’t go with

What you think is true

 

I have stayed too long

Without my feelings told

The fire that once burned inside

Is freezing, turning cold

 

Try to keep on livin'

I close the door on you

Now I rest my case

So one has become two

 

Feels like living in a cheap motel

A cry for freedom fills my ears

Don’t know where I am going

But I’m getting out of here

 

The songs that I sing

I can no longer bring

Can’t wait 'till dawn

I gotta keep movin' on

 

Feels like living in a cheap motel

A cry for freedom fills my ears

Don’t know where I am going

But I’m getting out of here

 

Getting out of here

Meantime

Mondays are so boring

I keep on ignoring

These things that I must fix before I’ll pass away

The bearer of the letters

Makes it no better

Why isn’t he informed about my temper today

 

Words are causing confusion

I keep on losing

A sentiment’s required for the fate of a girl

The lines are telling nonsense

But it confronts us

With all your acts I shouldn’t be able to solve, well I will

 

Things are only getting worse

But it depends on what we do

In the meantime, in the meantime

The initiative is yours

And it depends on what we do

In the meantime, in the meantime

 

I interpret the sayings

While I'm waiting

For a prompting which will create some kind of inspiration

For what I will be posting

Should I be hosting

A man who’s mainly hunting for much stimulation

 

Things are only getting worse

But it depends on what we do

In the meantime, in the meantime

The initiative is yours

And it depends on what we do

In the meantime, in the meantime

 

I mail my postcard, in the meantime

Givin' a fresh start, in the meantime

But it depends on what we do, in the meantime

In the meantime

 

Things are only getting worse

But it depends on what you do

In the meantime, in the meantime

The initiative is yours

And it depends on what you do

In the meantime, in the meantime

Cheer Up Charlie

Well here you are, a morning star

Insecure and never gone too far

Make your way, gotta fight

‘Cause you’re sick when you’re all alone at night

 

But every day, longing for this

You want to cast away the prejudice

Ain’t it time, to break the ice

You got me to give you good advice

Throw away those thoughts, don’t doubt

I heard you whisper what you’re thinking about

It’s time for you to stand up proud

Feeling wicked, gotta let it all out

Let it all out, let it all out

 

I’m making it hot for you

But you’re still playing your games

Dykes will let the flood come in

It won’t quench the flames

 

Go on, just ignore the crowd

I heard you say what you’re dreaming about

I see suppressed frustrations sprout

You’re a mess, gotta let it all out

Let it all out, let it all out

 

You're confident with your hands

But I’ve seen the scissors in the washing stand

Why can’t we make some marmalade?

 

Don’t you waste no time girl scout

Why don’t you sing what you’re thinking about

I want you to say it loud

 

Don’t you waste no time girl scout

Why don’t you sing what you’re thinking about

I want you to say it loud

Feeling anchored, gotta let it all out

Let it all out, let it all out

Let it all out, let it out

Let it out

To Occupy

We don't have to bow for the mass

We don't have to allow to take the heat

If no one takes us seriously

Then everybody is obsolete

 

Never seen so many streets

I want to occupy

Ask me what I’m doing here

I’m pleased to tell you why

 

The few turn into many

Just for being man

Chalk on the bricks

And scream slogans once again

 

We don't have to bow for the mass

We don't have to allow to take the heat

If no one takes us seriously

Then everybody is obsolete

 

Fox says a puny display

Of outcasts and strays

No hardworking men

Make such a childish play

 

We took our chance

And simply worked harder

How come we have to pay

Just for being smarter

 

We don't have to bow for the mass

We don't have to allow to take the heat

If no one takes us seriously

Then everybody is obsolete

 

But never mind us

We’re just John Doe

Your flea in the fur

Way out of the normal flow

 

Never seen so many streets

Where I want to be

Long-haired trash we are

Provoking for equality

 

We don't have to bow for the mass

We don't have to allow to take the heat

If no one takes us seriously

Then everybody is obsolete

Not In A Million Years

I walk the streets of this great city

Alone in the endless herd

Money buys you happiness?

Not in a million years

 

Thought we were friends no matter what

Never realised how you were using me

'Till death do us part?

Not in a million years

 

Searching for something to hold on to

Finding out what makes life worthwhile

Why do I chase all these illusions?

That leave me so unsatisfied?

 

Making love to you feels divine

Want to cry out: 'there is a God!'

Fall down on my knees and pray?

Not in a million years

 

Searching for something to hold on to

Finding out what makes life worthwhile

Why do I chase all these illusions?

That leave me so unsatisfied?

 

We peel off the layers of our disguise

They fall, leave us bare and exposed

We see each other for who we really are

Give up on us?

Not in a million years

 

Searching for something to hold on to

Finding out what makes life worthwhile

Why do I chase all these illusions?

That leave me so unsatisfied?

 

That leave me so unsatisfied

 

I walk the streets of this great city

Alone in the endless herd

Not Another Romantic

It is just an excellent day

The moon is shining

And I’m feeling depressed

It is just, won’t have it your way

The oil on your body

And your hands on my breasts

 

And all the things I should have done

Already been told in a thousand songs

 

I’m not in the mood

For dressing up like a nurse

I just don’t want to make love

I just don’t want to have fun

No, it's not as you boys call 'The Curse’

My body's fine, but my mind is on the run

 

And all the things that caused me tears

Already been told for a thousand years

 

And I might as well get drunk

And get laid next door

You’re giving me the same shit

I can find in any store

The problem is you’re wasting my time

We can’t fix it

I’ve already shopped for more

 

You say your life sucks because I don’t

No, no, no reflection on inviting my friend

A bunny suit, no way, no way I won’t

You’ve got yourself, go use your hands

 

She never knew any love

But now she’s getting too much

This bird is gonna fly again

She’s on her way to Neverland

I never knew any love

And now I'm getting too much

This bird is gonna fly again

I'm on my way to Neverland

 

I might as well get drunk

And get laid next door

You’re giving me the same shit

I can find in any store

The problem is you’re wasting my time

We can’t fix it

I’ve already shopped for more

Damn

There comes a time when you find out

That your daddy’s not B.A.

You understand what your uncle means

When he says he wants to play

 

Face the fact, Elvis is dead

And you cannot join the club

Hobbits don’t exist, but the dentist does

And the blues keeps coming up

 

Goddamn blues

 

Coca Cola invented Santa

And there’s no man in the moon

You realise that Di Caprio

Uses the toilet too

 

Experience you’ve got to fuck your boss

If you want to get that job

There’s no true love and your boyfriends cheat

And the blues keeps coming up

 

Goddamn blues

 

Politicians are not honest

Valentine’s Day is a mockery

Your parents don’t know what’s the best for you

Goddamn blues

 

There comes a time when you find out

That Britney Spears playbacks

Now you clearly feel that heroin

Is not better than sex

Say what?!

Life is just a music piece

With now and then bad news

‘Cause God is not a white old man

But a black lesbian

Singing the blues

Unfitting

You are so rough

Scorching heat upon me

You are too rough

Can’t get in the beat

Of your personal stampede

 

You are so fast

Shooting blooms in the night

You are too fast

The one thing that remains

Is you rushing through my veins

 

For the highest prize

We’ve got to synthesize

Got to synthesize

For the highest prize

 

I am so soft

Posing gentleness upon you

I am too soft

I try to mesmerize

Blowing bubbles in the night

 

I am so slow

Aiming for the lights on the day

I am too slow

Like a very long time

Camping out in ‘69

 

For the highest prize

We’ve got to synchronize

Got to synchronize

For the highest prize

 

Lead me, need me

Baby, sympathize

Make love to me

 

For the highest prize

You’ve got to sympathize

Got to sympathize

For the highest prize

Complain

We’re just watching commercials

Making life kind of submission

We can buy a car on payment

And then turn off the television

 

I’m still doing the dishes

Taken over by confusion

I can’t break a crystal wine glass

Without fear of persecution

 

Baby knows I gotta get away

Need some time, they all say

I’ll leave this day

And after all

Parents complain another way

 

One more night I’m your headliner

The exciting belly dancer

Hey, I didn’t even notice

I’m your provider and financer

 

And I know I’m ruining your breakfast

But I'm taking down the marquee

I know that I’ll be brighter

In a place where I’ll be free

 

Baby knows I gotta get away

Need some time, they all say

I’ll leave this day

And after all

Parents complain another way

 

The walls enclosing

Yeah I’m imposing

Sure you’re opposing

What are you proposing?

 

Baby knows I gotta get away

Need some time, they all say

I’ll leave this day

And after all

Parents complain another way

 

Baby knows I gotta get away

Need some time, they all say

I’ll leave this day

And after all

Parents complain...

But I'm on my way

Hind Sight

You should know better now

Knowing where you’ve been

All the places visited

And all the sights you’ve seen

 

Does it help you on your way

Saying you need a new home?

But your path keeps crossing

The place where you have grown

 

Taking the best of both sides

Or just stay in touch

It’s getting harder to tell

Why I like you so much

You're always on the run

Leaving, wanting me back

It's getting harder to tell

Why I love you so much

 

The grey morning displays a warning

It’s not all white or black

Sometimes it’s hard to choose

So we still keep coming back

 

Taking the best of both sides

Or just stay in touch

It’s getting harder to tell

Why I like you so much

You're always on the run

Leaving, wanting me back

It's getting harder to tell

Why I love you so much

 

You should know better now...

Little Man

Hey little man

Feel the morning sun on your face

It’s getting stronger day by day

Only more days you can play outside

 

Hey little man

Play along in the schoolyard

Already forgotten your sore knee

When a kid pulled you off the slide

 

Hey little man

You can’t see beyond the sandbox

Just a faint glimpse of all that sadness

Creating castles and moats

Keeps it all outside

 

Hey little man

The teacher beckons you inside

For a sing-a-long and a little story time

You can’t hear the ambulance drive by

 

Hey little man

You can’t see beyond the sandbox

Just a faint glimpse of all that sadness

Creating castles and moats

Keeps it all outside

 

A little time for the telly

And after seven it’s time to sleep

Just before the eight o’clock news

Thunders by

 

Hey little man

You can’t see beyond the sandbox

Just a faint glimpse of all that sadness

Creating castles and moats

Keeps it all outside

Interstate Song

I got a feeling that I can’t shake from my bones

Life’s on my neck like a freakin' stone

Clutchin' my mind as some clueless pray

And I just follow the breadcrumbs they lay

 

The fire died here, there’s nothing left to grief

No second chance, they’ve made you believe

Get in or get out, the endless commute

No time to follow, a preset route

 

When, more than ever things won’t fall into place

Put your foot down before it’s all down the drain

 

A piece of rock, turning right to wrong

Feel the highway with an interstate song

Catch the horizon, enjoy the palette

Alone on the road in an old Corvette

A piece of rock, turning right to wrong

Feel the highway with an interstate song

Pedal to the metal, run like the Devil

Drive till we’re all insane

 

Don’t know where I belong but I’m gonna make it

Wherever I end up I know I can take it

And when I’m stuck again I turn my music up loud

Just fill up the gas and leave without a doubt

 

Roll down the window and stick your head out

Taste the wind, become one with the sound

 

A piece of rock, turning right to wrong

Feel the highway with an interstate song

Catch the horizon, enjoy the palette

Alone on the road in an old Corvette

A piece of rock, turning right to wrong

Feel the highway with an interstate song

Pedal to the metal, run like the Devil

Drive till we’re all insane

 

Yeah, right on!

Get The Fuck Out

Let me start off by telling you

If you’re not hearing what I’m saying

Then I’m talking about you

Don’t care if you skip a line

But not hearing any verse

It's just a waste of my time

 

Maybe this one’s not the upper class

But damned if we were heard

Reeling just whoe’s and aa’s

It’s a fucking package deal feelin'

A combination of sound and rhyme

 

So if you don't hear anything we bring

Get the fuck out

And to all you others

Get the fuck out

 

Can’t stand repeating words in vain

On a catchy chorus and tune

So please hear me and ease the pain

Hope it’s not a desperate call

 

So good luck singing only the chorus

Get the fuck out

Hope you will start to hear it all

Get the fuck out

 

But until then

Get the fuck out

Hope you will start to hear it all

Get the fuck out

And to all you others

Get the fuck out

Ok, one more time

Get the fuck out

 

And we’ll see you next time