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The ballad of Jimmy lips

I rode through San Alfredo, in the dim light of the day
Or maybe through el Paso, kinda lost track on the way
for forty days and forty nights I ride through barren land
And everywhere my photograph, and it says 'Wanted man'
They said I was a dangerous one, roaming wild and free
a cowboy of few words, and that my six-gun, spoke for me
 
(WHISTLING)
 
Now i was born James Anderson, an old farmhand by trade
Of the whistle of my big red lips, every man was sore afraid
some people called me 'Jimmy', some people called me 'Dutch'
But in the West few men survive, if they know too much
wherever people heard my tune, they soon ran out of wood
and the undertaker would tip his hat, for business was good..
 
(WHISTLING)
 
When I arrived at Daisy Town, where they dig the iron ore
I saw the poster with my face, now had two zeroes more
And Doug the bounty Hunter sneered 'you're a heavensent for me'
I whirled around, and flicked my lips, and my Six-gun spoke for me..
At night I shot up the saloon, of old Samuel McBoone
And the bald and drunk piano guy, would play my lonesome tune..
 
(WHISTLING)
 
With elbows on the counter, i watched the swinging doors
when a small fat man presented, running sweat from every pore
they call me 'Moe the Thinker', he whispered in my ear
his people skills and dufflecoat, clearly were top-tier
If you are short ten thousand bucks, I have a daring plan
I downed two shots of whiskey, and then I shook his hand..
 
(APRUPT WHISTLING)
 
Now I sit in county jail, my shoulder full of lead
maybe the thinkers plan was not quite as good as he said
He whispered 'it's ten grand for you, if you knock on the sheriff's door
and tell him 'Hi, I'm Jimmy' and you're the son of a whore
Now give me those ten grand, that you swore on your life
to any soul who'd bring you Jim lips, dead or alive
 
(WHISTLING)
 
I'm sittin' on my bronco, right where the gallows stand
his neck tied to a cattle rope that is in the sheriff's hand
when the judge has read the verdict loud, that will be my doom
the townfolk and coroner wait and whistle my old tune
the deputy, he stares me down, with a glimmer in his eyes
when you hear the shrewd director yell...
 
Cut !! Goddammit, that's the third time now for the damn rope to break,
and I'm all out of 35mm film, ladies, that's it for today,
we're gonna shoot the hanging scene tomorrow.
It's a wrap..
 


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03.02.2025

One hundred hours of happiness





One hundred hours of happiness...
Is that a little?
I mined it washing like golden sand
 

Collected it lovingly, tirelessly
Bit by bit, drop by drop
spark by spark, sparkle by sparkle
Created it from fog and smoke
Received it as a gift
from every star and birch tree...
 

Many days I spent chasing happiness
On chilled platforms,
in a rattling carriage
I caught it at the airport
At the hour of departure,
Hugged it, warmed it
in the unheated house.
 

I was casting spells over it, incantations...
It happened, sometimes
That from bitter grief
I extracted my happiness.
 

It is wrong to say that one must be born happy.
It is only necessary that the heart
was not ashamed to work for happiness
That the heart is not lazy, not arrogant,
That even for a bit of goodness
It says “Thank you”
 

One hundred hours of happiness,
pure, without deception.
One hundred hours of happiness!
Is that a little?
 


03.02.2025

Anger





Anger blows
Anger awakens
 

In a lost moment, words are enough
Ancient sins the sorrow shrugs off
 

We ignite anger the sky burns
The blows rush and break the sky
 

Stones crumble
Towers fall
The world shatters
 

In her eyes a light so pure
 

We ignite anger the sky burns
The blows rush and break the sky
Good heavens
 

In her eyes a love so pure
A reason to endure
 

Stones crumble
Towers fall
 

Anger roars and the storm roars
Anger at ancient sins
(Ancient sins the sorrow nests)
The sadness nestles the sadness shakes
 

Gods broken world falls
Good crumbling destiny comes true
Gods broken world falls
Good crumbling destiny comes true
 

We ignite anger the sky burns
 


03.02.2025

Play the music away





Lalala, music is everywhere
It's here, it revolves around us
Lalalala
Lalalala
Play the music away!
 

Day and night, to the beat of its heart
My life sings and busts with happiness
Lalalala
Lalalala
Play the music away!
 

Listen to the song of the street
It sounds like a revue's finale
It's good, it's nice, it's beautiful
It's the whole of music!
 

Sparrows, cars, the subway, mutts
The radio, bar and cafe jukeboxes
It's unique, fantastic
Play the music away!
 

But often, what I like
Is to see, when opening the shutters
The horizon, the clear sky
The country or the seaside
The city's far away, and I forget about it
Yet I hear the song of life
 

Lalala, music is everywhere
It's here, it revolves around us
Lalalala Lalalala
Play the music away!
 

In the morning, I wake up to the rooster's crow
And at night I fall asleep to the sound of rock
Lalalala
Lalalala
Play the music away!
 

The sound of a grade crossing bell
The strong wind in the sails of a boat
It's good, it's nice, it's beautiful
It's the whole of music!
 

Ducks, guitars, bikers, rug rats
The little tune that wanders randomly
It's unique, fantastic
Play the music away!
 

Lalala lalala lalala
Lalala lalala lalala
Lalalala
Lalalala
Play the music away!
 

Lalala lalala lalala
Lalala lalala lalala
Lalalala
Lalalala
Play the music away!
 

Listen to the song of the street
It sounds like a revue's finale
It's good, it's nice, it's beautiful
It's the whole of music!
 

This band, so beautiful that it sticks to our skin
It's life that gives it to us
It's unique, fantastic
It's unique, fantastic, exquisite
Play the music away!
 


03.02.2025

Going Demonstrating





Come on, let's go demonstrate a little,
And stand four abreast for peace!
 

Come on, let's go demonstrate a little,
And some journalist is sure to write it up for his paper!
 

One, two, three, four!
Come on, let's go demonstrate a little,
And, if you dare, shout, 'Down with injustice!'
 

Come on, let's go demonstrate a little,
And if it should rain, we'll stay home.