[van den b]

so there's nothing left to say just the promise to obey but i can tell you all the stories in the world you know as i and i and i i'm living i'm living with no misgivings i keep my head down for a while just so as not to show my smile but i will suffer what i must no more i'm not afraid as i and i and i know a lovely way to die by living by living with no misgivings so you tell us what to do and all the dreams we can't pursue and all the fears we oughta fear for you that's pretty clear and i and i and i we keep our heads down for a while just so as not to show our smile but we will suffer what we must no more we're not afraid as i and i and i know a lovely way to die by living by living with no misgivings

er staat een ouwe duitser op een sokkel wat staat die ouwe duitser daar te doen er staat een ouwe duitser op een sokkel die was waarschijnlijk ooit een keertje wereldkampioen En kijk de koning van de Congo op een sokkel Wat staat die ouwe koning daar te doen? Hij deed aan wat koloniaal gesprokkel en at om het te vieren dan een dikke bliep!zoen Rijdt daar een trein met afgedankte sokkels? Waar gaat die trein dan helemaal naartoe? Die trein die rijdt van Duitsland naar het oosten.. In Rusland zijn ze immers helemaal niet sokkelmoe zo heb je ook en ook een haffel sokkels in een vliegtuig dat tuig dat vliegt wel maar het is niet pluis die dikke haffel sokkels in het vliegtuig die vliegen naar de nieuwe balzaal van het witte huis oh ja er staan voldongen feiten op 'n sokkel wat staan die feiten feitelijk te staan? er staan voldongen feiten op 'n sokkel je kunt erover lullen maar je doet er niet veel aan maar dit neigt naar defaitisme jegens sokkels en met een punk-gedachte in d'n kop accepteren wij niet blindelings de sokkels maar stoten dees of geen eraf en klimmen zelf erop

a bumblebee flew into me it's all a little strange you see my dear, you are the flower here if i would be a bumblebee i would be flying into you and you alone and sting me to be really really really sure i'd be your bumblebee forevermore just to be sure i do know why the butterfly is giving me the evil eye you see, it's cause you're here with me if i would be that butterfly i think i would be jealous too as everyone just looks at you you give me wings - make me high make me beat the butterfly (i am) so fuckin' high papillon or schmettering it doesn't matter what i sing chouchou, vlinder - anything if i would be a schmetterling i would be fuckin' jealous too as everyone just looks at you you give me wings - make me high make me beat the butterfly (i am) so fuckin' high

nothing on the hand here niks te zien! wij komen slechts spelen en maybe/ misschien mag ik jou mededelen dat somehow op de één of andere manier taal totaal niks meer kan schelen slechts scheldplezier of spelplezier maar ook lekker swearen je hoort ons van verre maar chill - dus niet blèren waarom niet? why well? why? well..

despite of the rain and the end of the world my weekend was nice hope yours was the same if not a sight to behold then a smooth ride with a casual surprise something that made everything worthwhile something like an unexpected smile despite of the rain and the end of the world the future looks bright oh sure i'm insane as i might be so bold to say that somehow things will be alright and if we go down then we will go in style with something of un unrelenting smile and in case we fail we know how far we came hip hip hurray despite of the rain and the end of the world we sip sip some sweet champagne away cause if we go down then we will go in style with something of un unrelenting smile and in case we fail we surely won't complain hip hip hurray hip hip hurray hip hip hurray despite of the rain and the end of the world we sip sip some sweet champagne away

i've been pondering for ages can't see as clearly as the sages but if i'd be so very very very very sure i would certainly be anti terrorist no more i would be eager to believe in your sublime but up until this point in time i just did not get a sign (no not a sign) that his sense of humour, much unlike yours is both funny and refined and not too murderous of course so come on now sing and swing, brotherfuckers, swing come on just swing swing, brotherfuckers, swing i think i fear your fascination with certainty just breeds frustration oh for sure, and a dictatorship in heaven as on earth the certainty for which you crave just seems a bit absurd so come on now sing and swing, brotherfuckers, swing ah yeah just swing swing, brotherfuckers, swing i'm not implying(,) you're a fascist just take my back beat off your blacklist and could you please stop your marching, there ain't no king and surely there's no chosen ones - just those who choose to sing and those who swing swing, brotherfuckers, swing ah come on now swing swing, brotherfuckers, swing

the little things in life are modestly fair. i might have satellites, but i am barely aware of what is happening to them over there - got my remote control and won't pretend that i care

cotton candy sheep like sweet stuff you keep deep down in your pockets, sooo if you wanna share something of your stash why don't you have a go if you wanna give something to your friends please do if you got enough sweetness to expend why wouldn't you? peekaboo cheek with tender technique so sleek and so silly oohw so you're gonna get something of a smile i hope you know cotton candy sheep like sweet stuff you keep deep down in your pockets, sooo if you wanna share something of your stash have a go you peekaboo cheek with tender technique so sleek and so silly oohw yeah you're gonna get something of a smile i'm sure you know now the tooth fairy sings of the glitter she brings she's committed to nothing, no maybe is the stuff of hopes and dreams and dusk will show neon light wings out of sugary strings on a raven named Moses, oohw and even it isn't what it seems we're still aglow

i wouldn't say you're perfect don't think i ever would but every look at you is worth it though i hope it's understood that's not because you're pretty even though you're pretty pretty i wouldn't say you're perfect no no no no no but pretty fucking good i wouldn't say you're flawless but you absolutely rule and though that makes you lawless you're never ever cruel as rules are fuel for ridicule your own the most - you pretty fool you never say you're flawless no no no no no which makes you pretty fucking cool you're the the coolest, incidentally it's just not up for debate i looked at you intently found nothing there to hate you'd say i just have to look better but i'll do you one better there's no way to say it gently must verbally fornicate i mean you're pretty fucking great but i wouldn't say you're everything now that would be too much it's not only of you i sing or not of you as such i sing of you as well, you see but guess who's singing? that'd be me so i wouldn't say you're everything no no no no no but you can be pretty fucking much (i swear a lot because i'm dutch) i swear i'm not being sarcastic though it is something i do if i said you were fantastic i'd give away the clue you're something of a fantasy perfect for a melody not exactly perfect no no no no no you're too good to be true you pretty fucking you it's everything you do you shoob doob doobie do you pretty fucking you

we are sheep space sheep travelling by train across the universe looking for a planet where the grass is green greener than the world where we just came from it is cumbersome but we keep moving on and on heading for another shade of green just to find you and we dream seem to dream of grass that's blue and skies so green and we're green too all is black black sheep staring at a sky that's filled with million little stars that keep on grazing from afar we are reflections of a sun that is reflected on a moon and dawn is coming soon this rock is gone our train is moving on and on heading for another kind of blue just to find you as we dream steam escapes from our machine and our choochoo turns black to blue we are sheep space sheep travelling by train across the universe and looking for a planet where the sky is bright and everything's illuminated quite alright as we escape the night and then the grass turns red nothing's dead it's just another colour scheme as we are green and all is new you are there reflected in the blues that moved on too and all is bright all is bright all is bright and brand new

i got a little middle finger saying: what da fuck if you tell me what to do, i'll say: you're out of luck and although it's not correct i'll add some extra for effect i'll try to fuck you funnily but it surely won't be perfect and you might sense some direspect and if indeed you feel offended... you got every right to feel so and it might be rough, imagine my plight when just the other day i'm thought i heard you say there's no right to never be offended, and surely that's okay it wouldn't work anyway remember you said: for fuck's sake i might be overheated but you're such a snowflake your snow, my heat will bring water at our feet and wash us clean - and though obscene and often so bittersweet we do end up pretty neat pretty neat so we will be offended - we do have the right to feel so and it might not be the prettiest sight it will be quite intense avoiding the offence of missing out on things that sting but that will shine a different light on everything missing out on things that sting but that will shine a different light on everything we do need offbeat to swing

we try to be decent and try to be smart i say we were trying but it isn't so hard patience is golden you know how it is the longer the wait the sweeter the kiss but can't wait forever well, surely we could it wouldn't be stupid and stupid we should you might well be nervous can’t say that i’m not stupid ain't easy but let’s give it a shot let’s give it a shot and so we try to be stupid and try to be nice we try to be stupid and we try to be wise who wants to be perfect who wants to be sane not gonna be perfect not gonna complain don't wanna be something i clearly am not am not that fucking stupid though i gave it a thought if i wanna be one thing i wanna be yours so let me try something which is stupid, of course stupid of course i am falling surely i am falling totally, stupidly, overly, fully in love i am falling maybe i am falling stupidly flat on my face with my stupid grin we tried being decent and tried being smart and then we tried stupid which wasn’t so hard patience is golden but patience be fucked stupid is better sanity sucked don't wanna be something i clearly am not am not that fucking stupid though i gave it a thought if i wanna be one thing i wanna be yours so let me try something which is stupid, of course stupid of course i am falling surely i am falling totally, stupidly, overly, fully in love i am falling maybe i am falling stupidly flat on my face with my stupid grin

this one's for tomorrow a forecast of ouch prediction of sorrow you will be whining on the couch now you might have another as so many songs go you can't care to bother (now) but tomorrow you will so you will feel sorry for yourself and that is absolutely right as no one else will feel too sorry for you so you just as well might feel so sorry for yourself there isn't much more you can do you hang your head against the toilet bowl for which you're sorry too yeah now it sounds funny oh now you sound tough a happy little bunny but tomorrow you'll feel rough you'll wish you'd been smarter but of course you are not you just had a starter and you'll mainly have a lot before you're sorry for yourself and that is absolutely right as no one else will feel too sorry for you so you just as well might feel so sorry for yourself there isn't much more you can do you hang your head against the toilet bowl for which you're sorry too

ik heb een dikke middelvinger die jij krijgen kan als je zegt wat ik te doen heb zeg ik jammer dan en misschien wat overtrokken nog wat dingen om te fokken dat vind je vast niet netjes maar laat me lekker bokken en jou de tent uitlokken en je hebt alle recht beledigd te zijn dat voelt wel niet zo lekker en misschien doet t pijn maar weet je het gestoorde is dat ik laatst hoorde dat je niet het recht hebt om nooit beledigd te worden dat waren jouw woorden die keer dat jij zei tegen mij je bent een sneeuwvlokje maar sneeuw hoort erbij jouw sneeuw, mijn vuur water op den duur we doen een doop en we hopen op meer van een bruut avontuur zo goed als nieuw bitterzoet-zuur kortom: een mooi avontuur en met alle recht beledigd te zijn dat voelt niet altijd lekker en soms doet t pijn maar weet je wat zo vet is we missen het gemis van dingen die steken omdat we het zo nooit hadden bekeken dingen die steken omdat we het zo nooit hadden bekeken dat lijkt me prima bekeken

not a mess it's not a mess everything is at its place everything that has a place and all the rest just follows kinda logic that existed in your head when it was used whisky bottle close at hand you don't think you should fill the glass again but will to sing the blues a slight bit less articulate it's all supposed to be about the feelings anyway whisky bottle close at hand you don't think you should fill the glass again but will to sing the blues a slight bit less articulate it's all supposed to be about the feelings anyway keep yourself awake and now you think of it you'd better make yourself a coffee which - oh joy - goes rather well with cigarettes much like whisky now there's your holy trinity

Questionable choices have been made many a Sunday afternoon. On other days as well.

Questionable choices have been made many a Sunday afternoon. On other days as well.

Questionable choices have been made many a Sunday afternoon. On other days as well.

Questionable choices have been made many a Sunday afternoon. On other days as well.

Questionable choices have been made many a Sunday afternoon. On other days as well.

Questionable choices have been made many a Sunday afternoon. On other days as well.

Questionable choices have been made many a Sunday afternoon. On other days as well.

Questionable choices have been made many a Sunday afternoon. On other days as well.

Questionable choices have been made many a Sunday afternoon. On other days as well.

Questionable choices have been made many a Sunday afternoon. On other days as well.

Questionable choices have been made many a Sunday afternoon. On other days as well.

picture biggy bratwurst on a night out somewhere in west berlin talking to a guy called ziggy sauerkraut dialogue kicking in: "i have fallen way down from the sky to here it wasn't a pretty fall and i'm not staring back up to the stars my dear i'm just staring at this wall and i'm trying to break it down with a song i've been trying all night long "i'm out here looking for an answer how about you?" "see that girl? i'm trying to romance her" "fine if you do" "don't you think it's easy as it isn't for me" i won't underestimate her don't you think she's easy cause she isn't you see i better anticipate her frown" "then why don't you break it down with a song?" "i've been trying all night long you won't see me breaking down in tears just trying to get my kicks i might wait another thirteen years it's only seventy six" "i've been out here looking for a hero if just for a night" "look," said bratwurst, "i am but a zero and i'm not too bright so i am fine to shine your light on but i am thinking of getting on a plane i am tryin' to shoot a hole in the sky i might be a lad insane so if you could lift me off with a song" "i've been trying all night long you won't see me breaking down in tears just trying to get my kicks i won't wait another thirteen years it's only seventy six"

little boy all the creatures of the day fell asleep and you must be on your way to a world that is not quite what it seems to await you to guide you through your dreams sweet dreams things look bright with a rainbow in the sky and the birds flap their wings to keep you dry how they sing not a worry in sight say hello and i will say good night good night

I’m not so clumsy It’s just that I can’t be Bothered to care And I dare you to dance with me I’m not too clumsy I just have this thing, see A careless affair With my dear lady gravity Now when I’m looking for my gravity There is a chance I’ll find her chasing me and see I face her and I’m doing fine There is a real good chance I’ll make her mine And she goes down, real slow And I know now – oh yes I know I know I will never let her go No no no I’m not so clumsy I just am attracted To all that can fall It is dearly expected I’m not too clumsy No, just as much as I want to be As every collision With gravity – funky So when I’m looking for my gravity There is a chance I’ll find her chasing me and see I face her and I’m doing fine There is a real good chance I’ll make her mine And I go down, real slow And I know now – oh yes I know I know I will never let her go No no no

save me from this masquerade i do not anticipate anything, because to date everything turned blue i don't want to jeopardise all you fun. but no surprise as slowly you will realise that's just what i do and so i roam alone i will be you wanna join? oh sure but only if you dance for me only if you dance for me save me from this carnaval i am not that cynical i don't want to have it all if all is about me let me be the boring one i'm not gonna sing this song alone, but maybe you can sing along in or out of key and so we roam alone we won't be you say you join. oh dear how lovely you would dance with me lovely you would dance with me

if you would like to take me home i swear i'll never run away as long as you want me to i shall play

Eggshells & Lead Juice

join in on the march of the ugly our numbers will not be defied oh sure some might only be ducklings but fuck me i couldn't care less if they might sorry my dear let me cut to the chase i'm very sincere see this smile on my face it is ugly as hell that is all very well as it wouldn't be me if it weren't the case but enough about me let us turn to you what is it i see? are you seeing it too? it ain't something you do do you still need a clue you'd look good in a zoo so join in on the march of the ugly our numbers will not be defied oh sure some might only be ducklings but fuck me i couldn't care less if they might now look at the glow of the prettiest beasts some wouldn't know how to savour a feast they are too busy being concerned how we're seeing them: pretty or shitty - we care not the least but enough about them let us turn to us oh man are we ugly - it was ever thus there's no need to discuss because we know it and show it we favour the fuzz and proudly we march with the ugly our numbers will not be defied oh sure some might only be ducklings but fuck me i couldn't care less if they might our beauty was always implied

if my train would - if my train could she'd come back for me

bit of bitch by [van den b]

original by Harrie Jekkers: https://youtu.be/k4W7sAAcCXM?si=azr76UaTFnJLtHwf

a turkish marxist drinking mccafe at the dappermarkt in amsterdam longing for a decent cafe but coffee must take precedence as life is complicated enough to be sedated by a shot to wake up from the fact she woke up living someplace new again in amsterdam or anywhere someplace new again looking at the icons on the coffee her phone delivers someone's kiss the cup says contents might be hot the obvious shall never be amiss everything's explained to idiots but she remains decided that at least a lot of them deserve a slightly better world than this in amsterdam or anywhere a slightly better world than this the weather wants to be poetic something of a trickster's treat aiming for the old aesthetic of rainbows in the puddles at her feet it's time for lunch and thus she's trying things called poffertjes and now the rain tastes pretty sweet - indeed: domweg gelukkig in the dapper street in amsterdam or anywhere domweg gelukkig in the dapper street

“the beauty of the bridge you’re on”, says the Gambler, “well you should try it twice - as it’s best seen from the one” and then he's pointing his cards at the unthrown dice round and round and round we'd be like Buddhists failing at nirvana if there are angels they forgot us in this game some guy is screaming things in Czech, it's the cutest kind of drama and Tyche isn’t there to take the blame so we show our cards hardly broken, broken hard because a brezel’s shape, you see is signalling eternity stumbling though the shadows of the trees a sip of water, will o’-the-wisp, we're on our knees we've had another day of fat cats, and quite delightful water rats stole the fire, were forgotten, in the name of god and all that which was said and wasn’t said - no no not all too bad indeed our livers bleed, our hearts are broken hardly broken, broken hard so we show our cards hardly broken, broken hard/heart

she said boy, you're too cold, boy and slightly too old, boy to do as you're told, boy

i'm not in love - i'm insane i've been thinking about how to tune a brain

lyrics by Randy Newman

and if we go down then we will go in style

we are sheep space sheep travelling by train across the universe looking for a planet where the grass is green greener than the world where we just came from it is cumbersome but we keep moving on and on heading for another shade of green just to find you and we dream seem to dream of grass that's blue and skies so green and we're green too all is black black sheep staring at a sky that's filled with million little stars that keep on grazing from afar we are reflections of a sun that is reflected on a moon and dawn is coming soon this rock is gone our train is moving on and on heading for another kind of blue just to find you as we dream steam escapes from our machine and our choochoo turns black to blue we are sheep space sheep travelling by train across the universe and looking for a planet where the sky is bright and everything's illuminated quite alright as we escape the night and then the grass turns red nothing's dead it's just another colour scheme as we are green and all is new you are there reflected in the blues that moved on too and all is bright all is bright all is bright and brand new

als je maar weet dat dit niet lang duren zal omdat ik voortdurend levens vergal er wordt niemand gespaard want ieder is zwak elke keer vind ik het hart met gemak als het dan breekt voed ik het monster in mij de hel komt al snel weer een stuk dichterbij dus satan let op, heb je me verstaan het is tijd om te knielen je heer komt er aan als ik zou kunnen zou ik vluchten met jou naar een plaats waar het monster ons nooit vinden zou maar vluchten is zinloos, het monster vlucht mee waar ik ook ga we zijn steeds met z’n twee wanneer je mij ziet is hij in de buurt als het zwart in m’n ogen dat de wereld in gluurt en het monster is sterker je wint er niet van het scheurt je in stukken dus vlucht nu je kan cause i’m leeving onder de motto from yo madderfakkers let de lol liv long let de lol liv long (uut uut) de drums klinken dof uit een donkere hoek op zoek naar de zanger maar de zanger is zoek niet te geloven hoe ik daar net nog stond nu lig ik stoned op de grond - joint in m’n mond en ik droom van een boom met een auto er in en de stilte die valt na de laatste zin het leven is kort doe ermee wat je wil want straks ben je dood en dan is alles stil leeving onder de motto from yo madderfakkers let de lol live long

hey i heard it from a friend you're doing pretty well you didn't tell me so i guess that, well i really wouldn't know whatever that would say but come what may i hope you have a lovely day i wanna see you shine i wanna say you go i wanna see you mine oh i don't know i wanna see you fall fall in everything and all the things you love all the things you love hey i heard it from a friend i'm doing pretty well i guess i don't pretend that i don't care i wanna see you shine i wanna see you go wherever you feel fine oh i don't know whatever that would mean i don't know when i'm being too obscene i hope i can flow like a machine but i don't know as long as you are fine i hope so (whit) all the things you love whatever this will be i don't know why i wouldn't want to see perhaps i'll try or maybe, i can't tell not even sing i wish you very well and everything (and) all the things you love

little girl all the creatures of the day fell asleep and you must be on your way to a world that is not quite what it seems to await you to guide you through your dreams sweet dreams things look bright with a rainbow in the sky and the birds flap their wings to keep you dry how they sing not a worry in sight say hello and i will say good night good night

i have done stuff i struggled with ambition done stuff to the loosest definition of stuff and now i will a call it a day and will do stuff of a different persuasion just enough for a funky ocasion the kind of stuff that teasingly leads me astray i'll do that stuff and then i will call it a day and what a day to waste some time away i've done stuff i have forgiven you and me it's a lovely way of livin' done stuff and now i will chill the fuck out i have loved a little less than i should because sometimes i forget that i could but still i've loved and if you wonder what that is about it means i've done stuff and now i will chill the fuck out without a doubt i will chill the fuck out

Big Bag Of Love by [van den b]

i don't know what to say about this song some might say it's happy but they're wrong it's just as you reluctantly confessed a quite annoying tune when you're depressed it won't exactly kill you but you might strangle me with my guitar strings in the night when it's never gonna be alright it's never gonna be alright (no) but it might just be a little better tomorrow tomorrow is another fucking day with plenty opportunities for sorrow and i will be annoyingly happy anyway oh i will i almost certainly will i don't know what to say about this life it's made up out of struggle and of strife oh surely there might be a sunny day but night will come and take it all away well hey it never was a pretty sight in case i ever said it was i lied and it's never gonna be alright it's never gonna be alright (no) i got plenty pessimistic views you can borrow so let me feed your inner misanthrope the world could turn to sheer perfection tomorrow such perfectly annoying glee that one can only hope it's never gonna be alright (fuck yeah)

like a river flows surely to the sea