Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide, no escape from reality
Open your eyes, look up to the skies and see
I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy
Because I'm easy come, easy go, little high, little low
Any way the wind blows doesn't really matter to me, to me

Für jemand spezial spezielles.

Do you know the warm progress under the stars?
Do you know we exist?
Have you forgotten the keys to the kingdom?
Have you been born yet, and are you alive?
Let's reinvent the gods, all the myths of the ages
Celebrate symbols from deep elder forests
Have you forgotten the lessons of the ancient war?
We need great golden copulations
The fathers are cackling in trees of the forest
And our mother is dead in the sea
Do you know we are being led to slaughters?
By placid admirals, and that fat slow generals are getting
Obscene on young blood
Do you know we are ruled by TV?
The moon is a dry blood beast
Guerrilla bands are rolling numbers
It's in next block of green vine
Amassing for warfare on innocent
Herdsman who are just dying
Oh great, Creator of being
Grant us one more hour to perform our ar

Alabama Song (Whisky Bar)



Dürfte das Einzige sein was von Bert Brecht in die US Kultur geflossen ist.

Hedvig Mollestad Trio - Laughing John (Live)

Vaddertag ist vorbei. The boys are back in town.

Uli Jon Roth plays Sails of Charon (Guitar Lesson)

Wählen gehen ist wie ein Zahnarztbesuch.
Tut man es nicht wird es braun und tut irgendwann weh.

Luschtobjekt.
Mich nix, sondern Bülent Ceylan bei SWR.

Mit Religion habe ich nichts am Hut, egal welche.