=D i think i can top yesterday,
easy =D

ok, so this is gonna be fun. imagine a german girl translating a french song into english. you think this will never work... well me too *roflmao but who cares. do you know this bumblebeestory? well if not, here it is: the bumblebee is a really cute flying animal. BUT according to the rules of aerodynamics, not able to fly. because her wings are mathematically to small to lift her weight. so why does the bumblebee fly? - *whisper she doesn't know! =)

so, regarding this, i do not care at all about my really poor french. but i picked a short song with easy words...

what? what this has to do with sisters week? hmm, good question... well i think MY sister hates it ;D


artist: les rita mitsouko
song: les histoires d'amour
album: the nocomprendo [suits so well]

Valérie s'ennuyait dans les bras de Nicolas
mais Nicolas, celui-là
ne le savait pas
Isabelle a attendu, attendu
mais Patrick n'est jamais reparu
les histoires de
les histoires d'a
les histoires d'amour
les histoires d'amour finissent mal
les histoires d'amour finissent mal en général
les histoires d'amour finissent mal en général

Michèle aimait Gérard
et Gérard le lui rendait si bien
qu'à la fin ca ne rendait rien
Evelyne toute sa vie attendit que le monsieur en gris lui sourit
Yé Yé Yé
et Gilbert, Gilbert
Gilbert partit en voyage juste au moment de son mariage
et Hector, alors ?
Hector est mort en faisant une fugue
il allait retrouver Gertrude
Simone et Tom s'engueulaient
dès que vingt et une heures sonnaient

les histoires d'amour finissent mal, en général
les histoires d'amour finissent mal, en général
les histoires d'amour finissent mal, en général
les histoires d'amour finissent mal, en général

yeah yé yé yé wâouh
yé yé yé yé yé yé yé yé yé
.....

[you are welcome to correct me if i made any mistakes]

Valerie is bored in Nicolas’ arms
but Nicolas is the one
who doesn’t know
Isabelle is waiting, waiting
but Patrick wouldn’t show up

the stories of
the stories of l
the stories of love
the stories of love end bad
the stories of love end bad generally
the stories of love end bad generally

Michèle loves Gérard
and gérard loves him back in return
but at the end this doesn’t mean anything
Eveline waited her whole live, for the mister in grey smiling at her
yé yé yé

and Gilbert, Gilbert
Gilbert left on a voyage, just at the moment of his marriage (SHANE??!?)
well, and Hector?
Hector was killed on the run
after he recovered Gertrude
Simone and Tom are shouting at each other
for twentyone hours nonstop

the stories of love end bad generally
the stories of love end bad generally
the stories of love end bad generally
the stories of love end bad generally

yeah yé yé yé wâouh
yé yé yé yé yé yé yé yé yé
.....

mwahahahaha! - this will be a good one.

well anybody who knows which song follows BEFORE reading it, will win a prize! =D no chance! na, no cheating!!!


so, lets begin as you might know, we are at the sister-weeks. so this song has to do with sisters. but neither in the title nor in the bands name. it's pretty hard, forget about the prize thing... noone will ever get this without cheating!!
so, what are we talking about. we are talking about miss minogue who fortunately convalesced from cancer and is - if you can believe german press - planning to start her comeback with a collaboration with the beloved SCISSOR SISTERS. now it would be very easy to post a kylie song... but that would be to easy. so lets just do another mindflip and have a prick-eared look on the lyrics of the upcoming song ... and find out that kylie is mentioned there.
well, that means only 3 mindflips, to me this is good enough to fit into sisters-week =D

artist: the androids
song: do it with madonna
album: the androids

you know Christina's got the body
she really likes to spin and twirl
but when she's flirting with the camera
you know she's just a little girl
now Pink is cute but still a baby
and she talks with attitude
she has some spunks for a young lady
but what I'd really like to do
i'd love to do it with Madonna
she's what a woman's supposed to be
oh Madonna won't you do it with me?

when Britney sings it sounds amazing
i like her belly and her butt
but how would you like to be with her?
she's always hanging with her mum.
i'd rather do it with Madonna
she's what a woman's supposed to be
the only girl i'll ever need
Madonna do it with me
i'd rather do it with Madonna
she's really got me on my knees
the only girl i'll ever need
Madonna, do it with me
oh Madonna ooooo ooooo oooooo Madonna,

--> i'd really like to be with Kylie
i think she's really really hot
i wonder if i could get Kylie
to wanna do it with Madonna <--

i'd rather do it with Madonna
she's really got me on my knees
oh Madonna won't you do it with me?
i'd rather do it with Madonna
she's what a woman's supposed to be
oh Madonna come and do it with me
i'd rather do it with Madonna
she's really got me
have you seen her where she's wearing the cowboy hat and she's kicking the dirt
i wanna do it with
oooo Madonna [till fade]

i'm a bit sorry to interupt the sisters flow, but it has to be done.

me got a new harddrive. 250 gigs just for the ministresses silly tunes. so when i started to put my whole giant collection of music on the new toy i found this. isn't it funny that you only find out how much you missed things when you retrieve them?
anyway... i'm sorry, that it doesn't suit the sisters of mercy, but it reflects my mood so perfectly... =D


artist: bran van 3000
song: drinking in L.A.
album: glee


hi, my name is Stereo Mike.

yeah, we got three tickets to the Bran Van concert happening this monday night at the pacific pallisades. you can all dial in if you want to answer a couple of questions, namely, what is Todd's favourite cheese. Jackie just called up and said it was a form of roquefort. we'll see about that...

give us a ring-ding-ding! it's a beautiful day.

yeah todd, this is liquid ring-a-ding-a-dinging, want those three Bran Van tickets man. waddya think? Todd, you there?

i woke up again this morning with the sun in my eyes,
when Mike came over with a script surprise.
a mafioso story with a twist,
a "Too Wong Foo, Julie Newmar" hitch,
get your ass out of bed, he said:
i'll explain it on the way.

but we did nothing, absolutely nothing that day, and i say:
what the hell am i doing drinking in L.A. at 26?
i got the fever for the flavour, the payback will be later, still I need a fix.

and the girls on the bus kept on laughing at us,
as we rode on the ten down to venice again.
flaring out the g-funk,
sipping on a juice and gin,
just me and a friend.
feeling kinda groovy,
working on a movie. (yeah right!)

but we did nothing, absolutely buttkiss that day, and i say:
what the hell am i doing drinking in L.A. at 26?

with my mind on my money and my money on my... beer, beer!

i know that life is for the taking, so i better wise up, and take it quick.

yeah, one more time at trader vic's.

some men there wanted to hurt us,
and other men said we weren't worth the fuss.
we could see them all bitching by the bar,
about the fine line, between the rich and the poor.
then Mike turned to me and said:
"what do you think we got done son?"

we've got a conclusion, and i guess that's something, so i ask you:
what the hell am i doing drinking in L.A. at 26?
i got the fever for the nectar, the payback will be later, still i need a fix.

we need to fix you up, call me Monday and maybe we'll fix it all up.

hell-A-L.A., hell hell-A-L.A.! ...

so i ask you:
what the hell am i doing drinking in L.A. at 26?

hell-A-L.A., hell hell-A-L.A.

hey sunrise,

here are your demanded sisters.

and i had lots of fun when i once read this on a t-shirt:
"i wear black untill i find something darker"


artist: sisters of mercy
song: more
album: slight case of overbombing

some people get by
with a littel understanding
some people get by
with a whole lot more
i don´t know
why you gotta be so undemanding
one thing i know
i want more
i want more

(and i need all the love that i can´t get to)
(and i need all the love I can get )
(and i need all the love that i can´t get to)

d´you get scared to feel so much ?
to let somebody touch you ?
so hot, so cold, so far so out of control
hard to come by, and harder to hold

some people get by
with a little understanding
some people get by
with a whole lot more
i don´t know
why you gotta be so undemanding
i want more
i want more

(and i need all the love I can get )
(and i need all the love that i can´t get to)
(and i need all the love I can get )
(and i need all the love that i can´t get to)

there are parts of me that don´t get nervous
not the parts that shake
you won´t get what you deserve
you are what you take
learning to cry for fun and profit
i`m not done yet
counterfeit dollars or the englisch zloty
anything i can get

some people get by
with a little understanding
some people get by
with a whole lot more
i don´t know
why you gotta be so undemanding
one thing I know
i want more

(and i need all the love I can get )
(and i need all the love that i can´t get to)
(and i need all the love I can get )
(and i need all the love that i can´t get to)

all the love that you can get
all the love
that i can´t get to

welcome to the sister weeks

sorry, sorry, sorry... no sisters of mercy. i know i promissed, but all the songs i like to listen have ridiculous lyrics. maybe it's because i'm no native speeker, but it doesn't make any sense to me at the moment. but i found another sister song...

by the way it is spring, and i'm so not in the mood for novembermusic =D anyway i hope you get your blog fixed soon... ;D

so let's swing to some nicer tune. jiggle your toes with me to this.

artist: michelle shocked
song: (don't mess around with) my little sister
album: captain swing

she's a rocker
she takes after me
and she's a roller
runs in the family
she's a rock 'n roll baby
a real gone twister
but i'm telling you, mister
don't you mess around with
my little sister

i don't know you
but i know your kind
i know i'm right
'cause i can read your mind
i know you think
you can't resist her
but i'm telling you, mister
don't you mess around with
my little sister

i promised the folks
i woudn't keep her out late
because she's too young to party
too young to date
you take your hands off her
find yourself another
or you'r going to have to answer to
this big brother

and now i tell you
i ain't had fun all night
'cause all you fella
keep trying to treat her right
she may blow your mind
like an old transistor
but i'm telling you, mister
don't you mess around with
my little sister

a weekend full of joy and light

we have the luminale in town, everywhere artists are lighting things up. unfourtunately there is already a lot of light that is so no art. hard to keep apart...


this is my favourite. taken on the way to the city in the subway where someone just made a comment with a gum... i love it, when the targetgroup lays hand on advertisement =D




this is where i work... no, on the left side... of the street, and then around the corner, 5th floor - nice neighbourhood hmm?



this is just nice...



watt...?!!??!

really bad relapse to the early 90ies

but in case of this music based blogspot it's not that hard. besides me was trying to fit in that darn 501 again and unfourtunately found out that it fits... yes we used to wear it OVERSIZED those days. *sigh well i'm getting old. but anyway... taste dies last... wasn't that hope last week, who cares =D

so my morning started today with an aching back, which i think is pretty normal for a lady of my age and a great song.



artist: shakespeares sister
song: hello
album: hormonally yours

woke up this morning and the streets were full of cars
all bright and shiny like they'd just arrived from mars
and as i stumbled through last nights drunken debris
the paperboy screamed out the headlines in the street

another war and now the pound is looking weak
and tell me have you read about the latest freak?
we're bingo numbers and our names are obsolete
why do i feel bitter when i should be feeling sweet

hello, hello turn your radio on
is there anybody out there?
help me sing my song
la la la life is a strange thing
just when you think you learned how to use it
it's gone

woke up this morning and my head was in a daze
a brave new world has dawned upon the human race
where words are meaning less and everything's surreal
gonna have to reach my friends to find out how i feel

and if i taste the honey is it really sweet
and do i eat it with my hands or with my feet?
does anybody really listen when i speak
or will i have to say it all again next week

hello, hello turn your radio on
is there anybody out there?
help me sing my song

hello, hello turn your radio on
is there anybody out there?
tell me what went wrong
la la la life is a strange thing
life is a strange thing

hello, hello turn your radio on
is there anybody out there?
help me sing my song
la la la life is a strange thing
just when you think you learned how to use it
it's gone.

it seems to me we have support-days...

this time it's faintofhearts who needs a song to get her chin back up. and i think i found a good one. it's loud, it somekind of hits the point, and you can excellently imagine throwing your whole interieur to the wall while listening to it... i think it's great.
unfourtunately the new planetreligion thing has to be sceduled because of this... well let us call it a little charity teaser. WHAT? of course there will be, altruism belongs to every great religion... as long as it comes along with a lots of fun and/or noise =D

artist: beatsteaks
song: big attack
album: smacksmash

hello there ladies and gentlemen
wanna join me down your roads
on the interstate where they say it's safe no more
it's gonna come down on you anyway
so pick up the brand new sound
or stick to your guns
and scare me everyday

are we going separated ways
it's gonna hit one day
and i guess that they know nothing at all
under a big attack
living under a big attack

i watch you lying and cheating
misleading the weak
and you put on a hell of a show
you spit on the poor
keep them from your doors
let them suffer and fuck them once more
i will travel this world
which is out of control
i can sense it wherever i go

who's gonna sing a lullaby
for the under twenty-one
who's gonna get this share or maybe more
it's gonna come down to you anyway
so pick up a brand new sound
i've been trying hard but i just can't get along

are we going separated ways
it's gonna hit one day
and i guess that they know nothing
they know nothing
they know nothing at all
under a big attack

hello there ladies and gentlemen

hello there ladies and gentlemen

support-song for verde

let us all be silent for a minute, while we think about our dear little southern beauty who fearfully awaits the arrival of her mother. well i don't really know if she is really fearfull, but ... she finally gayprooved her flat, so maybe she's a bit stressed... anyway, today i dedicate this song to her.

plus while i was searching for a nice picture of the scissor sisters - some little smartasses will know right now which song i'll add - i found another nice little picture, of another nice little scissor sister - any smartass interlude?? ... yes, it's miss mccutcheon .

so lets hope petite verde didn't get any permanent damages and mama green doesn't find something compromising...

artist: scissor sisters
song: take your mama out
album: scissor sisters

when you grow up
livin' like a good girl oughta
and your mama
takes a shine to her best girl
something different
all the girls they seem to like you
cause you're handsome
like to talk and a whole lot of fun

but now your girl's gone a missin'
and your house has got an empty bed
the folks'll wonder 'bout the wedding
they won't listen to a word you said


gonna take your mama out all night
yeah we'll show her what it's all about
we'll get her jacked up on some cheap champagne
we'll let the good times all roll out
and if the music ain't good, well it's just too bad
we're gonna sing along no matter what
because the dancers don't mind at the new orleans
if you tip 'em and they make a cut

do it
take your mama out all night
so she'll have no doubt
that we're doing oh the best we can
we're gonna do it
take your mama out all night
you can stay up late
'cause baby you're a full grown man

it's a struggle
livin' like a good girl oughta
in the summer
watchin' all the girls pass by
when your mama
heard the way that you'd been talking
i tried to tell you
that all she'd wanna do is cry

now we end up takin' the long way home
lookin' overdressed wearin' buckets of stale cologne
it's so hard to see streets on a country road
when your glasses in the garbage
and your continental's just got towed

gonna take your mama out all night
yeah we'll show her what it's all about
we'll get her jacked up on some cheap champagne
we'll let the good times all roll out
and if the music ain't good, well it's just too bad
we're gonna sing along no matter what
because the dancers don't mind at the new orleans
if you tip 'em and they make a cut

do it
take your mama out all night
so she'll have no doubt
that we're doing oh the best we can
we're gonna do it
take your mama out all night
you can stay up late
'cause baby you're a full grown man

do it
take your mama out all night
so she'll have no doubt
that we're doing oh the best we can
we're gonna do it
take your mama out all night
you can stay up late
'cause baby you're a full grown man

i'm a bit undecided today...

the day started with MIA which drove the neighbours crazy i think because i heard it constant memory for about an hour. but then i listened to arctic monkeys the whole day and my mood is sooo "i bet you look good on the dancefloor".
HA, but after making a complete fool out of myself, by mailing slo a supportmail about an insider joke - why not ignoring anyone who is not reading this crap... we will be german once again =D

artist: mia
song: komm mein mädchen
album: stille post

komm mein mädchen reich mir deine hände
wir beide wissen du bist total am ende
komm mein mädchen lass dich fallen
wir beide sehen du bist heut' nicht alleine

if you wanna know what you can do
schließ deine augen lass sie zu
komm nach vorn und sei dabei
sieh mich an und fühl dich frei
rettung ist in sicht ich rette dich du rettest dich

niemand weiß wohin es heute geht
am ende bleibst du einfach stehen
bist du am ende reich ich dir meine hände
niemand weiß mehr was er braucht und will ich bin 'raus und einfach still
ich bin am ende reichst du mir deine hände?

komm mein mädchen warum musst du dich beeilen?
hör nicht rein du musst heut' nichts entscheiden
na komm mein mädchen komm einmal zur ruh
sag was du brauchst es kommt auf dich zu

if you wanna know what i wanna do
öffne die augen hör gut zu
sei wie du bist was ist dabei
ich seh dich an und fühl mich frei
rettung ist in sicht ich rette dich du rettest dich

niemand weiß wohin es heute geht
am ende bleibst du einfach stehen
bist du am ende reich ich dir meine hände
niemand weiß mehr was er braucht und will ich bin 'raus und einfach still
ich bin am ende reichst du mir deine hände?

komm mein mädchen

niemand weiß wohin es heute geht
am ende bleibst du einfach stehen
bist du am ende reich ich dir meine hände
niemand weiß mehr was er braucht und will ich bin 'raus und einfach still
ich bin am ende reichst du mir deine hände?

the ministress is back in town- you can go on being quiet!

...and of course you cannot leave the house for a few days without everything is happening. a new chart is online... more about this later. green and the kelkian army are discussing lingerine things - without me - 2million replies - of COURSE!!! miss paradise does TWO new post, after weeks of silence! and me cannot reply because 1.) my mouth is packed with boiled eggs and asparagus and b) i'm 300 km away from my ibook. but i have to admit that my mom found these delicious tiramisu-flavoured almonds... hmmm yummie, i get a pudle on my tongue just from writing about them. anyway, i knew the mice would dance on the table... finally they had fun =D

i'm so generous =D

well anyway, coming back to the new chart. i wouldn't talk about the betty stuff, what impresses me very much is the religious debatte =D
i go and start a planetreligion =D i thought about a new worldreligion - but the world isn't ready for me i think... so, we go for the planet. the kelkian army is open minded enough to be instilled with my copyrighted inchism (more about that later =D) - bah, this looks like a clowns face, it wasn't meant that way!! anyhow, it's high time to write some juliette lewis here - especially when the title fits in so well =D

artist: juliette and the licks
song: you're speaking my language
album: you're speaking my language

this one goes out to the entire world
that's right
i know you think you know me better than that
i bit your dog 'cause he hit on my cat
i wipe my face off and keep your kisses back baby

you're speaking my language baby
you're speaking my language baby
you're speaking my language baby
you could be my Romeo (but i would prefer a juliette - posters coment)

all the boys and all of the girls
push it up shake it up to the world
i wanna feed you like a bush of baby birds
put your mind, make sure that you heard
another week of less allowance you know
you think you're winning when you're winning to lose

you're speaking my language baby
you're speaking my language baby
you're speaking my language baby

i don't think you heard me
i know you think you know me better than that
i bit your dog cus he hit on my cat
i wipe my face off and keep your kisses back baby
keep your trigger loaded
rockin' or rollin' all night

you're speaking my language baby
you're speaking my language baby
you're speaking my language baby
you're speaking my language baby
you're speaking my language baby
you're speaking my language baby
you're speaking
you're speaking
you're speaking
you're speaking
you're speaking

another hour to go, till eastervacation.

finally we will all see the family again. have seventhousand giant meals in two days and eat eggs untill they came out of our ears. time to get a bit mor cynical than usual and listen to a delicious cora frost song. you can't really call it a song, because she just talks to the melody of "strangers in the night". but without al the rhymingstuff it's so much easier to translate =D
so enjoy it.

artist: cora frost
song: strangers in the night
album: fugu

i once let myself get bonked on a musicbox. ... but a song from alexandra was on. and this was so beautiful, that i had to cry ... and i also gave a handjob to a cabdriver, without letting him pay for it. but it was spring and it was his birthday. 6o i think he said, an even number, you can’t say anything against it. and then i said: „happy birthday“ and then he said „thank you very much“. and... and i always take strangers with me into the washkitchen even though gernot is sleeping upstairs, but i love gernot, true. the mouse bites no thread of...
and, and in idar-oberstein, in idar-oberstein, there i once pissed down on a collegeteacher standing on a step-ladder. he was tied to another ladder. ... yes, that’s how it was in ida, idar-oberstein. a nice city. everybody does this there. everywhere framework-houses, that look like giant ladders. and once such a mister invited me for dinner. he’s called was..., walter or werner... a la i don’t give a hang. and then i puked in his food, because the aftershave he used, was just a bit to sportive for me. it was unbelieveable sportive. well and when i drank, i won’t take my tiny dog for a walk anymore. i just open up the balconydoor. and the little dog runs out on the balcony then... tapps, tapps, tapps, tapps, tapps, tapps, tapps, tapps, tapps, tapps... he is so tiny, he takes a really long time .. and then the tiny dog pisses on the balcony, like bsssss and then everything drips down on the geraniums beneath. and i think they simply don’t jar with that. well, i mean, couldn’t they put their geraniums somewhere else? well, this is my opinion. because it’s easy to recognise that they don’t jar with it at all. i think this is nonsensitive. nonsensitive bastards!

wow!

we had a wonderful day today. first the sun declined to show up. after she finally shows herself she don't liked us welcome her and hides again behind big black clouds. then cames the apocalypse. rain from left to right instead of top to bottom. the sky turned yellow, us were wondering why the rain is still water and no blood... then: hail. 15 minutes the sky spits out giant iceballs... ok, the tiny giants, the really tiny giant... so no gooseeggs or something... but the sky was still frightening. not to mention the thunder and lightning. i waited for count count to show up but was disappointed. anyway... these are the best conditions to listen to some ska. especially because the sun came finally out again and watches kindly over us down from a clear blue sky... *sigh april!

artist: smashmouth
song: flo
album: fush yu mang

your friends keep telling me
i bear a striking resemblance to someone you used to know
but baby's it's me
so why the hell do you keep calling me "Flo"
and i would hope
that you would have the decency to
let me go
in case of an emergency

but you keep reassuring me
telling me to just quit tripping on it
and maybe its me
i guess that i should probably get a grip on it
"but" its hard to do
every time i see that tattoo
over your heart
it ain't right i cant even look at you

why you doing what you're doing
you should be doing what you want
who the fuck you think you're fooling
she's the one you want

Florence if you hear this wont you
come and take your girlfriend back
she's been calling out your name
every time were in the sack
she's been a mess since you've been apart
so Flo if you had half a heart
Florence can you hear me
can you hear me Flo
Florence can you hear
can you hear me Flo

were been going for a while
but lately she's been somewhere else
she don't even smile
and i think its a cry for "help"
and i would pray
that you would have the common courtesy
to take her away
it aint right she don't belong to me

why you doing what you're doing
you should be doing what you want
you're the only one your fooling
she's the one the one you want

Florence if you hear this wont you come and pick your
girlfriend up
she's been talking in her sleep and i think i've had enough
she's been a wreck since you've been away
so Flo if you have something to say
Florence can you hear me
can you hear me Flo
Florence can you hear me
can you hear me Flo
Florence can you hear me
can you hear me Flo
Florence can you hear me
can you hear me

only three days till easter!

i don't know why exactly i have these strange feelings about these family reunions - of course i'm a liar. but would you tell here? if you want, down there is a comment button. feel free....

artist: tracy bonham
song: mother, mother
album: burden of being upright

mother mother how's the family?
i'm just calling to say hello.
how's the weather? how's my father?
am i lonely? heavens no.
mother mother are ya listening? just a phone call to ease your mind.
life is perfect, never better, distance making the heart grow fond.

when you sent me off to see the world,
were you scared that i might get hurt?
Would i try a little tobacco,
would i keep on hiking up my skirt?

i'm hungry,
i'm dirty,
i'm losing my mind...
everything's fine!

i'm freezing,
i'm starving,
i'm bleeding death...
everything's fine!

yeah, i'm working, making money, i'm just starting to build a name.
i can feel it, around the corner, i could make it any day.
mother mother can you hear me, sure i'm sober, sure i'm sane.
life is perfect, never better, still your daughter, still the same.

if i tell you what you want to hear,
will it help you to sleep well at night?
are you sure that i'm your perfect dear,
now just cuddle up and sleep tight.

i'm hungry,
i'm dirty,
i'm losing my mind...
everything's fine!

i'm freezing,
i'm starving,
i'm bleeding to death...
everything's fine!

i miss you,
i love you.

artist: marilyn manson
song: (s)aint
album: lest we forget

i don't care if your world
is ending today
because i wasn't invited to it anyway
you said i tasted famous so i drew you a heart
but now, i'm not an artist
i'm a fucking work of art

i got an F and a C and i got a K too
and the only thing that's missing is a bitch like U

you wanted perfect, you've got your perfect now
i'm too perfect for someone like you
i was a dandy in your ghetto with the snow white smile
but you'll never be as perfect whatever you do

what's my name, what's my name?
ah, ah-ah, ah-ah
hold the S because i am an AINT
what's my name, whats my name?
ah, ah-ah, ah-ah
hold the S because i am an AINT

ah, ah-ah, ah-ah
ah, ah-ah, ah-ah

i am a bone sop, a death's head
on a mop-stick,
you infected me,
took diamonds,
i took all your shit
your sell by date expired so you had to be sold
i'm a suffer genious
and vivi-sex symbol

you wanted perfect, you've got your perfect now
i'm too perfect for someone like you
i was a dandy in your ghetto with the snow white smile
but you'll never be as perfect whatever you do

whats my name, whats my name?
ah, ah-ah, ah-ah
hold the S because i am an AINT
whats my name, whats my name?
ah, ah-ah, ah-ah
hold the S because i am an AINT

ah, ah-ah, ah-ah
ah, ah-ah, ah-ah

(whispered)
i got an F and a C and i got a K too,
and the only thing thats missing is U
(yelled)
i got an F and a C and i got a K too,
and the only thing thats missing is a bitch like U
i got an F and a C and i got a K too,
and the only thing thats missing is a bitch like U

i am the dandy in the ghetto with a snow white smile
super ego bitch, i've been evil a while

i am the dandy in the ghetto with a snow white smile
super ego bitch, i've been evil a while

whats my name, whats my name?
ah, ah-ah, ah-ah
hold the S because i am an AINT
whats my name, whats my name?
ah, ah-ah, ah-ah
hold the S because i am an AINT
whats my name, whats my name?
ah, ah-ah, ah-ah
hold the S because i am an AINT
whats my name, whats my name?
ah, ah-ah, ah-ah
hold the S because i am an AINT

---

constant repeat

as i promissed...

we have the cora frost weeks now. and fortunately for all of you, sad little human beings, who aren't able to understand the language of goethe and schiller - what??? and WHY should i shake a beer young lady? - anyway for all of you, who dare to know how classy, hyperintellectual and extraordinary important the work of miss frost is... i found an english song.

and i found a wonderful quote concerning miss frost, and another one from miss frost which i wouldn't deprive from you.

"if she had nothing more than her voice she could break your heart with it. but she has that beautiful body and the timeless loveliness of her face. it makes no difference how she breaks your heart if she is there to mend it.”

hemingway said this about marlene dietrich but there are some people, including me, who think this can also be said about miss frost. and for everyone who asks him- well i would assume herself what miss frost thinks about miss dietrich, here you are: "i think, at 80 you can have earlobes as long, as you want!"

in this spirit, here we go with the lyrics

artist: cora frost
song: ride away
album: starimbiss

ride away, ride away,
my little tits are ridin’ away
they ride away through sand and storm,
noone holds them warm

far away to the sun
’cause tits wanna have fun
they ride away over the rainbow
ho ho ho

ride away, ride away, far away from all our family
oh, ey, ey
and they come out
on the streets
and they shout, and they cry
all armys of them riding away
singing together

ride away, ride away,
my little tits are ridin’ away
they ride away through storm and sand,
to beautiful titiland

far away to the sun
’cause tits wanna have fun
they ride away over the rainbow
ho ho ho

goodbye, goodbye, my tits never cry
goodbye my tits goodbye
goodbye, goodbye, my tits never cry
goodbye my tits goodbye


soundfiles might be send on kind request

i'm so mainstream!!!

but who would have thought, p!nk will ever do a song together with the indigo girls. and thank god i'm not afraid of clichees. i love the indigo girls. and i love p!nk - yummie =D and i love this song... somewhere deep inside of this coolcat called me must be hidden a girl...

anyway, i still wonder if linda perry participated on this song. because as far as i remember, the 4 non blondes also had a song called dear mr. president... what a funny coincedent...

but who cares.... and before iput down the lyrics i have to direct your attention to the linklist, where i put this extraordinary funny link "no more bush" watch it and have fun =D

me had roflmao

artist: p!nk feat. the indigo girls
song: dear mr. president
album: i'm not dead

na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
dear mr. president, come take a walk with me
let’s pretend we’re just two people and
you’re not better than me
i’d like to ask you some questions,
if we can speak honestly
what do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street?
who do you pray for at night, before you go to sleep?
what do you feel when you look in the mirror?
are you proud?

how do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
how do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye
how do you walk with your head held high?
can you even look me in the eye and tell me why

dear mr. president
were you a lonely boy?
are you a lonely boy?
how can you say „no child is left behind“
we’re not dumb and we’re not blind
they are all sitting in your cells
while you pave the road to hell
what kind of father would take his own daughter’s rights away?
and what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay?
i can only imagine what the first lady has to say...
you’ve come a long way
from whiskey and cocaine!

how do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
how do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye
how do you walk with your head held high?
can you even look me in the eye and tell me why

let me tell you ’bout hard work
minimum wage with a baby on the way
let me tell you ’bout hard work
rebuilding your house after the bombs took them away
let me tell you ’bout hard work
building a bed out of a cardboard box
let me tell you ’bout hard work!
hard work!
hard work!!!!!!!!
you know nothin’ ’bout hard work

how do you sleep at night?
how do you walk with your head held high?
dear mr. president, you’d never take a walk with me
hmmmmm, would you?

it's getting COLDER

a big excuse to everyone who really reads this crap... me is just collecting the music of the day, and this day it is german again... sorry for anybody who cannot understand this language. unfourtunately it will probably come together with the not knowing of cora frost, which is a bereavement!! if you ever get the chance to see this extraordinary beautiful AND gifted woman on stage, go there! even if it is in outer space!!! which probably could happen... anyway, the brilliance of miss frosts lyrics will kept secret to nongermanspeaking readers (what am i talking about, who should read this) but it has to be now. yesterday i recovered my cora frost collection, and the whole night i couldn't find any sleep because of constantly asking myself about which song i should post here .... maybe we just start the cora frost weeks =D

and maybe i try to translate some of her songs - which is really, really difficult because she is a genius! but anyhow, short synopsis... the song is about a young farmersdaughter who prays to holy mary for sending her a sign. because she (not mary!) fell madly in love with a girl from the city who builds herself a house on the other side of the hill (and - which is my favourite passage - looks like dolph lundgren and the girl dreams about making her frenchfries) she worries about the reaction of her family, but still wants to kiss the citygirl - in the calfstable. it's a wonderful lovesong including such romantic words as "concrete mixer" "schupfnudel" (a type of thick noodles made of potato, flour and eggs) and "quarry" - to which she will listen... i TOLD you, miss frost is a genius... it ends with the (diletantic translated) sentense: help me, maria, i'm not normal, you know you will find me near the cattle.

artist: cora frost
song: wildschweinserenade (boarserenade)
album: starimbiss

maria, mein herz, hilf mir,
maria, was soll ich tun.
auf der anderen seite des hügels,
siehst du die städterin ruh'n

sie ruht unter weißem mondlicht,
ihr körper liegt sportlich und schlank,
gefüllt mit schupfnudeln und pudding,
und ich bin vor liebe ganz krank.

ich weiss nicht, darf ich sie küssen
maria, in den kälberstall zieh'n,
um zwischen den weichen schnauzen
ihre schnauze zu küssen im knien

maria, ich muss schon früh aufstehn,
ich rieche dann noch nach den küh'n
maria mein herz ist trotzdem ein vogel,
mein schwalbenherz fliegt zu ihr hin

sie steht an der betonmischmaschine
ich sehe genau die gestalt
sie arbeitet sogar im winter
sie baut ein haaus und es ist bitterkalt

vom mondlicht umgleißt ist ihr körper
sie arbeitet bis tief in die nacht
sie sieht aus wie dolph lundgren
und ich hätte ihr pommes gemacht

maria ich möchte neben ihr steh'n
und arbeiten ruhig und ganz still
und später dann mit ihr squashen
und am abend ein mensch-ärgere-dich-nicht-spiel

ich möchte auch mit ihr heuen
und traktor fahr'n, kälber gebär'n
im kuhstall dann melken gemeinsam,
warme milch trinken, steinbrüche hör'n

meine mutter, die wird mich nicht mehr kenn,
mein vater kommt betrunken nach haus
meine schwester wird sich furchtbar erschrecken
maria, vielleicht sperren sie mich dann aus

maria, wirst du mir verzeihen,
wenn ich dann spätr bereu
ich würde mich wahnsinnig freuen
und zu zweit schafft man auch viel viel mehr heu

maria es ist jetzt drei könig
schenk' mir aus deiner kron' einen stern
und sende mir dann ein zeichen,
ich denke du tust das gern

lass dann dn stern aufglimmen
ich folg' ihm nach königsart
lauf' ich durch den schnee auf den hügel,
das ist das zeichen, auf das ich wart'

wir feiern dann wildschweinserenaden
küssen kalbszart und der kühlschrank ist voll
und um vier muss ich dann wieder aufstehn
maria, hilf mir, ich lieb sie so doll

jetzt melk' ich hier die kühe und fass' mich mit mühe
ich liebe ein mädchen aus der stadt
ich melk hier die kühe, maria ich glühe
hilf mir maria, ich bin krank und matt

hilf mir, maria, mein schmerz meine qual
maria, hilf deinen kindern
hilf mir maria, ich bin nicht normal
du weißt, du findest mich bei den rindern.

oooooooooooooooooooh

long time not heard!!
sitting here swinging my legs

artist: jill sobule
song: i kissed a girl
album: jill sobule

jenny came over and told me about brad
he's such a hairy behemoth she said
and dumb as a box of hammers
but he's such a handsome guy
and i opened up and i told her about Larry
and yesterday how he asked me to marry
i'm not giving him an answer yet
i think i can do better

so we laughed, compared notes
we had a drink, we had a smoke
she took off her overcoat
I kissed a girl
i kissed a girl

so she called home to say she'd be late
he said, he worried but now he'd feel safe
i'm glad you're with your girlfriend,
tell her "Hi" for me
then i looked at you, you had guilt in your eyes
but it only lasted a little while
and then i felt your hand above my knee

and we laughed at the world
they can have their diamonds
and we'll have our pearls
i kissed a girl
i kissed a girl

i kissed a girl, her lips were sweet
she was just like kissing me
i kissed a girl, won't change the world
but I'm so glad
i kissed a girl

and we laughed at the world
they can have their diamonds
and we'll have our pearls
i kissed a girl (for the first time)
i kissed a girl (and I may do it again)
i kissed a girl
i kissed a girl

i kissed a girl, her lips were sweet
she was just like kissing me (but better)
i kissed a girl

i kissed a girl, won't change the world
but I'm so glad
i kissed a girl (for the first time)
i kissed a girl (won't be the last time)
i kissed a girl
i kissed a girl

MEAN times

i don't know if this is the correct translation, but it is getting a bit tough now. after i have to spent my favourite day of the year out of the office... i'm suffering from "didn'tfoolenoughpeoplethisyear-disease" not enough with this, also the final episode of the planet, the podcast for l word fans is on air since today - and i have to wait 9 months for the next season... plus, we are still waiting for some new yorkers who decide over the destiny of "the rules".

this is the ultimate patience test. did anybody get the point that us is GEMINI? us cannot wait!! us will try, but us cannot promise... MEANwhile i listen to my new mantra.

and to prevent missunderstandings: this has to work for 9 month so you can bet that this is NOT gloria gaynor (instant goosebumps of disgust)! this is OF COURSE.... =D


artist: cake
song: i will survive
album: fashion nugget


at first I was afraid.
i was petrified.
i kept thinking I could never live
without you by my side.
but then I spent so many nights
just thinking how you'd done me wrong.
i grew strong.
i learned how to get along.
and so you're back from outer space.
i just walked in to find you here
without that look upon your face.
i should have changed my fucking lock.
i would have made you leave your key
if I'd have known for just one second
you'd be back to bother me.

oh now go.
walk out the door.
just turn around now.
you're not welcome anymore.
weren't you the one
who tried to break me with desire?
did you think I'd crumble?
did you think I'd lay down and die?
oh not I.

i will survive.
as long as I know how to love
i know I'll be alive.
i've got all my life to live.
i've got all my love to give.
i will survive.
i will survive.

it took all the strength I had
just not to fall apart.
i'm trying hard to mend
the pieces of my broken heart.
and I spent oh so many nights
just feeling sorry for myself.
i used to cry.
but now I hold my head up high.

and you'll see me with somebody new.
i'm not that stupid little person
still in love with you.
and so you thought you'd just drop by,
and you expect me to be free.
but now I'm saving all my lovin'
for someone who's lovin' me.

oh now go.
walk out the door.
just turn around now.
you're not welcome anymore.
weren't you the one
who tried to break me with desire?
did you think I'd crumble?
did you think I'd lay down and die?
oh not I.

i will survive.
as long as I know how to love
i know I'll be alive.
i've got all my life to live.
i've got all my love to give.
i will survive.
i will survive.