It's Hard To Trust The Lord

CD, veröffentlicht im Jahr 2002

 

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Titel auf dieser CD:

Grateful

My life is a trap
My friends are a bore
The TV-Set is on
I’m lying on the floor
I wish I was
Wish I was grateful
My neighbour’s making noise
Building up a new fence
He’s giving good advice
He’s talkin‘ about disturbance
I wish he was
Wish he was grateful
I know it takes some time
To get to that state of mind
To be grateful
I feed the cat
Then I walk the dog
My neighbour passes
The dog begins to bark
I wish it was
Wish it was grateful
I know it takes some time
To get to that state of mind
To be grateful
Let the light of love shine on me
Let the light of hate pass
I wish I would see no evil
I wish I was grateful
Someone is knocking
At my barn
Saying he without sin
Cast the first stone
I wish I was
Wish I was grateful

Masters of war *

Ballad of a thin man *

The Usual **

Traveller

I am not a cowboy riding into the setting sun
I have no enemies, I don’t carry a gun
I’m not a backdoor man, I try to go straight
I am no Atlas, but I carry my weight
Some things you can never get rid of
Some things you never shall lose
Some things you can‘t take with you
Anyway you choose
Some things you will never find out
Some things you will never see
Some things tell you all about
What you never will be
There are some things so hard to say
I am a traveller
I try another way
There is a war going to last
Built on the mistakes of our past
We teach to learn, but we don‘t understand
That the world is at no idea’s command
Stranded in a town
In a harbour bar
Another star
That went down
Talking to a parrot
That is sitting on my shoulder
Telling me he told her
He was already married
He‘d been hired
By one of those
Peg-leg pirates he admired the most
Now he complains about the fool
Who sailed the seven seas
And drowned inside a pool
My ticket is numbered, so are my days
If the end is near, the world is on delay
I have been a tourist on this very earth
But only my travelling tells me what it‘s worth
How far can I get, I don’t know
I am a traveller
I have to go

Pig Chase

Dog chases pig and the pig chases me
Runnin‘ down the road as fast as can be
This is true
Too good to be true
Chicken picks the corn is chased by the cat
The frog is hiding underneath the bed
This is true
Too good to be true
You know
Everytime I go out to sit down for a smoke
Pig comes down the road and tells me a joke
Dogs begin to bark and a fly is passing by
The ladies sit and talk, ‘til it’s time to say good bye
This is too good
Too good to be true
You know
Everytime I go out to sit down for my lunch
One of these ladies comes down the road and gives me a punch
Fish‘s out the water, he‘s hanging on a hook
He‘ll soon be on my table swimming in my soup
This is too good
Too good to be true
Too, too, too good too be true
You know
Everytime I go out to sit down for my souper
A penguine comes down the road and orders a cafe au lait
On my way home I do a jig with the pig
Frog comes dancing on one leg
This is too good
Too good to be true

Humiliation

The art of seduction
You may take a look, but you can’t touch
The might of destruction
That you can’t understand, but only watch
The pain of submission
To be reduced and ruled
The moment of ignition
To be abused and fooled
Losing dignity
Losing face
The guardian angel
Has fallen from grace
Humiliation
Humiliation
The force of domination
that crushes the will
The type of temptation
That you can’t control, but only kill
The sad laugh at the sadder
The blind lead the blind
They push each other down the ladder
They will never leave each other behind
Spiders move slowly
Into the end of the day]
The angel of mercy
Has flown away
Humiliation
Humiliation
Vultures arriving
At the end of the day
The angel of mercy
Has flown away
Humiliation
Humiliation

No girls today


I woke up in the morning, I was feeling fine
I heard, that the girls would be back in time
I went to the station, carried a smile
Man said sorry
No girls today
No girls today
No girls today
Maybe tomorow
I checked my cellphone, I checked the arrivalboard
I was trying to get smart
Said a prayer to ask the Lord
What do you think he said?
No girls today
No girls today
No girls today
Maybe tomorow
It’s hard to trust the Lord, when you’re waiting
The whole afternoon spent smoking and drinking
Hours passed night broke on
I knew there was something wrong
I was drunk dizzy and stoned
Hummed a litle tune
No girls today
No girls today
No girls today
Maybe tomorow

Lonely things

I am following the river
Nobody’s calling, I just go
Along the banks, across the bridges
The river is wiser, the river just flows
From the sparkling spring
To the windy beach
Learning things, that only loneliness can teach
Like the river I’m running on blue
Doing lonely things, lonely people do
Searching the ocean like a sailor
Watching the water changing colour and trend
Searching the horizon with a still eye
A pair of binoculars is swinging losely in the wind
There’s nothing to be found
Sometimes it’s only me
Seeing things, only loneliness can see
I am thinking of a bird that flew
Doing lonely things, lonely people do
I am stepping down the stairs inside
I am running out of mind
I am digging for the things that hide
Things, only loneliness can find

A string of beads is sliding through my hands
While the river seeps away
Into the desert sands
Like the river, I’m only passing through
Doing lonely things, lonely people do

Lala Girl

I want to be down by the sea
Out on Lala beach where Lala people go
You and Me we will see
Lala people take it easy take it slow
Down in Lala land
People all understand Lala
Come on take my hand
We go to Lala land
You are my girl
You are my Lala girl
The moon is high the stars are bright
Lala people all make love tonight
I and I have just begun
To let Lala love shine on and on and on
You are my girl
You are my Lala girl

ABNIESSEN

Manoma die Tür auf
Was’n los hier
Manoma die Tür zu
Komm‘n ihr her
Man‘n ihr hier
Manoma auf
Manoma zu
Omnoma rein
Omnoma alle rein
Has’n Nüssel
Hab nein Nüssel
Ham‘n Nüssel nich
Müss’n Nüssel ham
Müss‘n abniessen
Is‘n nich’n abgenossen
Mussu abniessen, abniessen
Is‘n nich’n abgenossen
Mussu abniessen, abniessen
Is‘n nich’n abgenossen
Mama Du zu
Hs’n laut hier
Mas’n Tür zu
Man’n leiser
Hör’n auf Mann
Mamma auf
J’schluss jetz’
Schamanoma abgenossen
Muss’n mein Bett geh’n
Muss’n moin aufsteh‘n
Muss’n abein’n geh‘n
Massu massu Tür zu
Masse
Bitte?
Is‘n nich’n abgenossen
Mussu abniessen, abniessen
Is‘n nich’n abgenossen
Mussu abniessen, abniessen
Is‘n nich’n abgenossen
Mama Du zu

* by Bob Dylan
** by John Hiatt
all other Songs by Klapdor/Nøtzelsen/Smith