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The Inconvenience Store
06:43
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Sunday morning, just had his breakfast done,
finds an empty box of milk throws it out the window just to
find it floating in the air right in his backyard.
"Well. that's an odd situation for milk to be in",
says he as he scratches his head and to clear the states of affairs
he takes a look at the gravity defying liquid.
But then what a big surprise, things turn out to be different from how
we thought how they would be! What a big surprise!
All these packagings form a pile of rubbish
that rises up high to the sky.
And there on top sits enthroned
the firstly seemingly miraculously effortlessly
weightlessly elegantly daintily neatly
gracefully flying milk!
What a bugger got me my backyard full of trash?
he shouts irascibly, "who would ever do such a thing?
Such an insolence to pollute your fellow man's garden!"
So he closely examines all the trash to find the wrong-doer.
How-ever after some time he discovers an undeniable ugly truth
"Oh no! This cannot be! All this trash, there is no other solution,
must all be my own. Probably I shouldn't have thrown my empty
packagings out of the window... But why are things even put in packaging!? I will not longer accept this malodorant issue!
Into the supermarket I shall be going, however I will not buy any items stored in plastic, paper or tin!"
At the convenience store he takes out all the stuff,
unscrews jars and opens cans.
"I won't let the packaging industry tell me how much I have to buy.
And these nasty packagings nobody needs, I will just leave them here,
right in the shelves where they've been.
I only get things I actually want to have."
Never again will I buy packagings!"
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Kälte kriecht
05:15
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Kälte kriecht dir langsam in die Ärmel rein.
In den Lungen beißt der Rauch, nichts geht mehr.
Du stehst am Abgrund und du siehst den Boden nicht
Was war wieder gestern los? Ich weiß es nicht.
Du hast den Absprung leider wieder nicht geschafft
und du weißt so geht's nicht mehr, nichts geht mehr.
Das ist doch alles ganz normal, sogar legal.
Willst du nicht auch mal probieren? Ich weiß es nicht.
Da tanzt er nun am Morgen wieder völlig vor sich hin
und er singt ein Lied das keiner kennt
Schon wieder so ein Tag an dem man schwitzt
Ich frag dich, bist du noch bei mir? Halli Hallo
Völlig vernebelt sitzt er in Raum 12, starrt vor sich hin
und er lacht sich schlapp. Warum?
Ja, warum, warum lacht er sich so schlapp?
Nochmal kommt das hoffentlich nicht wieder vor,
Mann, was war das für ne Nacht. Oh, Hallo!
Wer sind Sie denn und wie kommen Sie hier rein?
Kenn ich Sie nicht von wo her? Nee, kann nicht sein. Wirklich nicht.
Da sitzt er nun am Morgen wieder völlig neben sich
und er summt ein Lied das er nicht kennt
Schon wieder so ein Tag an dem man friert.
Ich frag dich, was mach ich bloß hier? Halli Hallo
Völlig vernebelt sitzt er in Raum 8, starrt vor sich hin
und er lacht sich schlapp, warum?
Ja, warum warum lacht er sich so schlapp?
Dunkle Wolken ziehen durch den kleinen Raum.
Immer mehr verschwimmt die Sicht. Helles Licht.
Er schließt die Augen und er schlummert friedlich ein.
Morgen ist auch noch ein Tag, oder etwa nicht?
Da tanzt er nun am Abend wieder fröhlich vor sich hin
und er singt ein Lied das niemand kennt
Schon wieder so ein Tag an dem man schwitzt
Ich frag dich, was machst du bloß hier, Halli Hallo?
Da sitzt er nun am Morgen wieder völlig neben sich
und er summt ein Lied das er nicht kennt
Schön wieder so ein Tag an dem man friert
Du fragst dich, was mach ich bloß hier?
Halli Hallo, Halli Hallo, Halli Hallo, Halli Hallo, Halli Hallo
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3. |
Coffee Party
04:08
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Coffee round it goes again as the clock strikes half past 10
barely keeping on his feet he will not admit defeat
Three jobs keep him paid that's why he stayed up until 3am
at six he'll wake again to work 'til ten, coffee round it goes again.
Stimulating psychotropic diuretic acidic
brewed drink made of roasted beans
Il caffè non deluderà, senza non sopravviverai, lo saprai.
Ogni giorno beve un caffè e gli è decisamente piaciuto.
Coffee round it goes again as the clock strikes half past 10
barely keeping on his feet he will not admit defeat
Stimulating psychotropic diuretic acidic
caffeinated darkly coloured
brewed drink made of roasted beans
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Herbstig
06:52
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The trees they bow to gusts of woe
in rain gets drowned all life on ground
what's built on sand won't ever stand
the storm now holds all life in hand
Dark the clouds are growing
as the wind keeps blowing
no end in sight, I flee inside
As the door shuts he sinks into his chair
Oh, how blue was the sky and warm the sun did shine
when, alas, my heart was whole and you, my love, were mine.
Now that the cold winds of fall numb the land
and the sweet song of sping does not sound
I'm just sitting in my chair waiting for the dawn
A bright shining light illuminates the night
and outside the window there lies
a ravaged land under the storm
the air around me was torn.
A fire burned when I died!
Now I'm sitting in my chair, waiting for the dawn (x2)
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