@ALBUM: Angst (2017) @SONG: Yellow Socks & Angst Knitting by the fire Grandma is knitting Ooooooooooooooooh By the fire Electric fire Television On a Saturday night Rudi Carell On the television Men are smoking cigars Playing cards By the fire Men are drinking Grandma is knitting A sweater Grey sweater Electric fire Rudi Carell Grandma is knitting A sweater and Socks socks Yellow socks And angst My grandson is going To the North With his band I’m loosing him more Everyday He’s getting smaller Like the little boy In my heart Between businessmen And truckdrivers Plastic bags with aquavit And salmiakki Outside The world is changing My life is changing I saw the beauty Of the world Three little stars In the blue morning sky @SONG: Flowershop Forget-Me-Not When we live We live a while Like cellophane flowers And Edelweiss When we live We live a while Like dinosaurs And butterflies Then we die Goodbye When we walk We walk a while On Penny Lane And Arnold Grove When we walk We walk a while On never ending roads And dead end streets Then we turn We turn Life is a cadeau you can get it for free Love is bouquet you can Get it for free When we love We love a while Like Niki and Jean Like cats and dogs When we love We love a while Like Yoko and John Like Gilbert and George Then we burn We burn Life is a chateau You can live there with me Love is a bouquet You can get it for free In the flowershop When we drive We drive a while On Autobahn And winding roads When we live We live a while Like lilies of the valley And fleurs de lis The we die Goodbye Life is a cadeau You can get it for free Love is bouquet you can Get it for free In the flowershop Forget-Me-Not @SONG: Radio Orange My brother and sister They walked back For hours To our house Without a map Under the table Hide themselves My mother found them Without a word She took them In her open arms The hunger, the danger They will never have To go back to the farm The German soldiers With their heads down They were walking back To the east Along the highway We were watching Surprised by the age Of the soldiers Our enemy My mother had a headache On the 4th of May After 5 years of darkness There’s light On Liberation day When there’s white bread Falling from the sky When the people Were singing And dancing In the streets She was in bed all day Under the sheets Too much light After years of darkness In a suitcase in the attic I found a photograph @SONG: Lits-Jumeaux The David’s star On my wintercoat My mother took it off To hide it in the drawer New buttons On my Sunday shirt She ironed it and put it On the table On the wall A poster of the Führer ‘Fanta erfrischt’ On the wall A poster of a US soldier ‘What I want is a coke’ Mother ironed my black shirt And hung my uniform On the wall SS on the sleeves New buttons Swastika On my black shirt We are sleeping In lits-jumeaux A thin wall between us A thin wall bewteen Two houses, 29 and 31 A shadow play Elfenbein Schwarzer Stahl In lits-jumeaux A shadow play on the Wallpaper with flowers Shadows of the war The battlefields and trains A shadow play Puppets on a string Trains buttons Ivory black steel Elfenbein Schwarzer Stahl @SONG: Two sisters How can we fall asleep How can we close our eyes When the world’s on fire How can we rest our head How can we close our eyes When the world is burning With my little sister In our blue canoe On a chocolate river How can I protect you In the station’s hall Looking at All the paintings On the wall So many different trains Going in all directions Like the rose Of a compass My little sister In our blue canoe On a chocolate river Falling asleep How can we fall asleep How can we close our eyes When the world is burning How can we fall asleep How can we close our eyes When the world’s on fire And my little sister ... @SONG: Pockets of Rain Pockets of Rain Shall I start it again? Pockets of Rain Look at the weatherman With a cloud in his hand Pockets of Rain The rain falling down From his fingers Pockets of rain I am searching a name Pockets of rain In the holes of my brain In a maze Pockets of rain In my soul In my heart In my brain I'm an old man With a shadow Falling down The rain beats My heart beats Pitter patter The rain falls My heart falls Pitter patter I’m an old weatherman With a cloud Spring summer Autumn winter Pitter patter My father is skating On the river of ice Kish kish kish kish Looking at the shadows An old man in a cloud @SONG: Along a German River In Köln I C E Next to Elvis I sit down And we’re riding Along a German river I don’t know why She is calling me Gladys Love Along a German river I sit down Next to Elvis Along a German river Muss i denn Und Du mein Schatz Bleibst hier @SONG: Cow with spleen I’m alone in a field It’s a night with rain When darkness falls I’m a cow with spleen Everybody is hungry The last winter of the war They are looking at me I’m a piece of meat I’m a cow with spleen Boo Now the snow is falling It is freezing cold My skin is covered with ice Like I’m already in The freezer I’m all alone And I can’t explain Why everybody Is looking at me I’m a cow with spleen Boo I’m alone in a field A night with snow It’s a cold cold winter I’m a cow in a meadow It’s a Christmas dinner In the hungry winter I’m on the table My brain, my heart My kidney and my liver Now the snow is falling It’s freezing cold No milk today I’m a cow with spleen Boo @SONG: Breitner on a Kreidler We live in photographs We live in memories Until we fade away We never age another day We live in photographs We live in memories Until we fade away In my eye Breitner on a Kreidler Monet on a Mobylette Looking for Buildings Breitner on a Kreidler Looking at buildings In my eye We never age another day We live in photographs We live in memories In my Leica We live in photographs We live in memories We never age another day Buildings @SONG: Zündapp nach Oberheim Zündapp nach Oberheim Kreidler nach Korg ARP Odyssee The river is a synthesizer Es geht weiter Weiter geht es nicht We’re stuck inside Karlsruhe With the Darmstadt blues again ... Aber Ruhe gibt es nicht Zündapp nach Oberheim Kreidler nach Korg ARP Odyssee The river is a synthesizer Weiter geht es nicht