WHOS'S AFRAID

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INTRODUCTION door Simon S. Mussenoog

SUMMER 84 (Bertus De Blaauw/ Lammert Voos)


Love used to be just a butterfly in my belly
On a summer’s day, untill I saw you
Can’t remember your name
But your hair was red

The first time we looked at eachother
We knew right along
It’s gonna be a hard job, writing a song
About us, about summer 84
About us, about
Summer 84

We looked for the right vain
Then we stuck a needle in
Made love on public toilets
But it didn’t matter anyway cause it was 84
Stole for getting food and a shot at the right time
One day we were arrested just like the end
Of a one penny novel

So much for Summer 84



GARY GILMORE'S EYES (TheAdverts)

(T.V. Smith)


WATCHING YOU


On the second day I couldn’t rise up anymore
Just like an old man, there were changes coming over me
With a last effort I sought for pleasure in this mess
Then I got tired, tired of seeking, tired of life
When you came I could almost taste how much I wanted you
This time no failing, you were entering the next room
Now I’m hiding in a filthy closet, watching you 
Through a hole, I am watching closely, watching you (true)

In here I’m ruling and you know it
In here I’m king and you better confess
I’m ín command and commanding you
Hey you…take off that dress
It’ll free me, it’ll free me
Take it off, take it off
Take it off, take it off
Take it off

And now I can see you, I can see you
Beautiful thing in an ugly world
I know all about you and you know it
What you get in return is cold

I can see you, I can see you
I can see you but you can’t see me
I can feel you, I can feel you
I can feel you but you can’t feel me



NO RELAXATION

Words from the dead, words from the shy
Breakdown in a storehouse
Try to avoid the eyes
Ugly faces, fear at brought daylight
Freedom strikes somewhere
Somewhere is nowhere
And nowhere is home


Lost in a subway, nothing on your mind
No love, no care
But you’re scared
You’re scared

Somebody somewhere is pumping fear in your mind
(Might catch you in time)
Somebody, somewhere, who is after your mind
(You’re running out of time)
There’s no relaxation

Far beyond eyesight, surrounded by traps
In a permanent shade
His dark domain
Where plans are made and secrets are shown
Hymns to love far away
Played on a sad guitar 

Girl comes by to visit him
They make out on the carpet
Lay still for a while
A haze fills the air 
In one small fraction of a second
Some sort of peace
Then the air gets clearer
She says: I dare you to come nearer
Nearer
Nearer

Somebody somewhere is pumping fear in your mind
(Might catch you in time)
Somebody, somewhere, who is after your mind
(You’re running out of time)
There’s no relaxation



NO PLACE TO GO (Howlin’Wolf) (C. Burnett, additional lyrics by Mark J. Ritsema)

How many more years
You’re gonna raid my life (2x)
Well the way that you hawk
You’re gonna raid my life

How many times
You’re gonna treat me like you do (2x)
You took all of my money
And all of my loving to

Well I’ve been roaming babe
I’ve got no place to go (2x) 
You’ve got yourself a youngster
And you can’t stand me no more

But I’m going to the stable
And I’m gonna stab you down on the floor
Yeah I’m going to the stable
And I’m gonna smack you down to the floor
(kill, kill, kill…)
Well where I’m going
Nobody knows



LES FEMMES AUX CIGARETTES 

(Dedicated to all those beautiful nurses I have had the pleasure to work
with, in hospitals, boarding houses and institutes, in another life - MJR) 


Stuck in a room of six by two
With not that much to say
One lights up to tell an incident
It happened her today
Has no end it brings her to
The book that she just read
I stand in the doorway
I adore les femmes aux cigarettes 

Then they discuss some social themes
And jobs that they all hate
Coffee, apple, orange juice 
And wine when it gets late
Belief in true love
Lipstick marks at the end of the filter
Les femmes aux sigarettes

One has heartache, one is in love
One doesn’t care, one does
One lives in bibles, one lives in books
One is a singer and one is a whore
One wears a skirt, one wears denim
One only wears white or black
I sit in my room, I think of you
Think of you
Les femmes aux sigarettes



BRING ON THE HEAT 

(lyric is a primal version of You’ll Be Mine-MJR)


Pouring out of the cracks, drip, drip, drip from the ceiling
Crawling up your legs like a killer snake
Awaits you at night under the bed
Under the bed!

Take the sleep out of these tired bones
Melt down this frozen heart
Flesh for the hungry, blood for the thirsty
Bring on the heat in the dull life

Pouring out of the cracks, drip, drip, drip from the ceiling
Crawling up your legs like a killer snake
Awaits you at night under the bed
Under the bed!

Today you’re a stranger, tomorrow you’re mine
We’ll trade from heart and take out the cold
And we speak in words no longer wasted

Seeking for inmates, smiling for love
Stealing your heart, bowing like a servant
Before he hands you the glass
For a toast to the dull life

Choir- Yes, it was but a dream
Me in this dark night
Me and the world 
Me and this sharp knife
What else but a dream
What else but a dream 



THE SEDUCTION 

(instrumentaal) 


RETREAT (IN ANGER) 


I’m sorry to conclude
that you’re not doing very well
it must have been two years now
since my mind got blank on you
like a servant, like a slave
you keep running back to me
don’t you realise at all
that the trip you’re on ain’t mine
I despise the people who live on your planet

I found a photo
stuck between a pile of magazines
it’s you on the beach
in a dark-red bathing suit
you look good, you look young
against the grey, cloudless sky
I remember when it’s was made
it was summer ’85
and it must have been one week
before you lost your mind



THE LONGEST DAY


Tomorrow might be the day
I’m gonna change my name
take off this losers coat
steps on solid ground

Tomorrow might be the day
I’m gonna bomb your hometown
fill up the empty space
I’m gonna make it my home

Forever your red hair
while waving in winds of endlessness
forever your bareness
and friends while they celebrate
but I got to get away.....

I put on this coat of silence
I dissolve in this room
until all that rests
is the gnawing behind the walls
then I start packing my case
prepare for leaving

On my way out I pass your room once more

doubtfully standing by the door
it comes to me that I never loved or will love you
as long as you stay in reach
as long as you’ll be there to fulfill.....my needs
as long as you’ll be there to swallow.....the whole bit
each attempt to make me speak, to put out my anger
will be one step closer to your own fall

(you’re still asleep, you’re a goddess in your sleep)

I hate you for being in love
I hate you for calling me names
I hate you for your stability
I hate you for your instability
I hate you for your body
I hate you making me want to
I hate you for hating me 
I hate you for wanting me
I hate you like I hate myself


Then I put both my hands around your neck
softly start pressing my thumbs against your throat

Push a little harder...and harder...HARDER!!!
(until every sign of life’s been presses out of you)

On my way to the station it comes to me
that today is going to be a long day

The longest day
The longest day

Would you have liked it this way?



BEFORE THE COLD 

Before the cold comes creeping in
And winter settles down
And all that is sacred and tangible
Starts slipping through my hands

Before the feeling’s killed and leaves me
Silent and in trance
Before the cold comes creeping in
I want you here with me

Statements from lies stand for the mess
That I ‘ve been moving in
What once seemed so shure
Turns out to be wrong
And drags me deeper down

Anger burns, it leaves me restless
The anger still burns like hell
Before the anger’s been put to sleep
I want you by my side

Turn you’re back
Walk out on this man
He’ll find a right place somewhere someday
But he’ll never be the same

Before the clock starts ticking much to fast
And greyness finds its way
And it all doesn’t seem to matter no more
Just bits and memories

Coming out, coming out once more
Before it’s coming out for me
Before the cold comes creeping in
I want you here with me



(SEND MY REGARDS) TO EVELYN 

The morning comes and finds you sleeping
Rays of light on their way to your bed
Seem to hesitate for a moment
Before they slit the blinds
Find you lying there

Your naked body now awakes
Your brittle mind receives the light
But it brings no hope or promises

The blinds now open and you’re beautiful
The way that I’ve been thinking today
For I was a number on your lover’s list
One of your sweet mistakes

Dreams of endless love, they fade
Princes called but never came
And the clock keeps ticking far to loud
Years to count and years to come
Until that someone comes along
The one who’ll make the spirits disappear

The sun sets slowly
It turns shadows on the passions of a tired man
Evelyn is in tears but through the tears 
She’ll understand 

Years to count and years to come
Until that someone comes along
The one who’ll make the spirits disappear

Send my regards to Evelyn, send my regards to Evelyn
She’ll understand



APPLEKNOCKERS FLOPHOUSE (Cuby & The Blizzards-Muskee/Gelling)


CELLAR OF ROSES 


In the sick rain of december's hell
the entrance of a pale, white ghost
you sighed and gave him your dumbest grin
trying to analyse his eyes

And the rhythm of your heartbeat
faded and than stopped

Gaping wounds from head to toe
are showing allover your body now
I guess that will teach you from now on
not to intrude upon dreams

The rhythm of your heartbeat
faded and than stopped

An invitation to the cellar of roses
where love and hate melt into one
let's hate and love like lovers do

I'll be your humble son

Let's capture the witch, make her confess
and burn her to the grave i!
let's hate and love like lovers do

I'll be your humble slave

Sheila, you're a whore



THE MADMAN-EXCERPT FROM NORTHERNBRIDGE

(Basically an instrumental, with two narrators improvising in the background)


DID IT STRIKE YOU ?


Words fell heavy and then leaded their own way
We could‘ve argued through the night
Salty rivers never showed up by surprise
But it was all right
It was all right by me

Glimmering teeth, they were tattooing my face
As we slumbered through the night
The TV screamed, if you could please just turn it off
Would be alright,
Would be alright by me

Open-end up the sheets
I heard the buzzing
She was calling out
You’re free
Going nowhere
But you’re free
Free as a…

Eyes that stared into a rare and unknown world
Just couldn’t understand
Glib tongues licked the phone
And chattered rock‘n’roll
They were so right
They were so right in the end

But just where were you, were you safe?
When the howler started to growl
Where you dancing, were you drunk?
When Marcus hit the ground 

Openened up the sheets
I heard the buzzing
She was calling out
You’re free
Going nowhere
But you’re free
Free as a child


Openened up the sheets
I heard the buzzing
Sheila’s calling out
You’re free
Going nowhere
But you’re free
Free as the night
Free

Did it strike you how she sighed and did it strike you by the head?
Did it strike you while you drifted through the hollow of her eyes?
I know you’re dull towns and I know your games
So just don’t try to catch up with me
For every glass of that piss you raise
Is my silent victory

Sheila hangs her head in peace
Sheila hangs her head in peace…
She is free