For the Hollywood heart in your girlfriend (2014)

1. My future looks bright
I bend the time so it’ll come my way

And spent it with you
I work the night to brighten the day
And make it with you

I see buildings burn
Hearts that melt away
I see tables turn
I see it all on its way

I claim that I’m right as I drag you along
My future looks bright though my present seems wrong

The air is hot the word is free
I try to grab what can only be chased
I measure my time straighten my thing
And feel gravity kicking in

I build in stone cut my way
To make things last
I’ve gotten these hands to work a long day
To make it with you

I claim that I’m right as I drag you along
My future looks bright though my present seems wrong

2. If you keep searching
If you keep searching all the time
You drink a lot of wine
to make yourself feel fine
You do just what you damn well please
You do the pitfalls and the reefs
You climb the top of trees

If you keep waiting all the time
For the great opening
You drink a lot of wine
You stumble and you fall
And your pen don’t move it all
And there’s just desert where there once was a man

You get yours and I got mine
But I’d rather walk an endless mile with you

If you keep running all the time
For some trace you left behind
’cause it’s floating in your mind
Now strained by your ambition
For that crystal clear vision
To grab the future and the past
And spin the world oh so fast
And make yourself feel home at last

You get yours and I got mine
But I’d rather walk an endless mile with you

3. My girl (shakin’ jazz hands)
The white man in the black room
And the blue girl in the red dress
The black man in the white room
With the green girl in the blue shoes

The green girls and the white girls
And the pink girls out rollin’
The blue boys and the grey boys
And the purple boys a-rollin’

They boogie in the black room
With the mojo in the blue room
Good times in the red room
Hurly burly in the pink room

Here’s my girl with a true heart
Shaking jazz hands to my blue part

I’m with Lou Reed in the blue room
And there’s Hitchcock in the white room
Blue Monk in the black room
The red girl and the boom boom

Here’s my girl with a true heart
Shaking jazz hands to my blue part

4. I dreamt my way across the USA
I dreamt my way across the USA
I came traveling
From a place you can barely see on a map
Going back to stations
To relive good situations

Rolling rivers and rolling seas
I made my way down to Memphis, Tennessee
Furry Lewis and that mean old guitar
It takes you in and It takes you far

Mississippi moon, Mississippi blood
I Hear the choir singing from above
I dreamt my way across the USA

Talking blues what can I say
I’m bound to leave the drift and the sway

5. Hymn #9
It is the deep – you’re falling into when you sleep
It is the train – leaving the war in your brain
It’s the Hollywood heart in your girlfriend
It’s jaywalking and it’s freewheelin’

It is the way – the waves hide the tide
It is John Cage – smiling and rolling his dice
It’s waiting for you on the road
It’s shining here where you are
It’s wasting your time and you know it

It is the girl – and the letter you keep forever
It is the man – starring at you from the mirror
It’s kisses are sweeter than wine
It’s the monkey he’s down in the goldmine
It’s regret it the moment you get it

It is the men – in the mines deep in the jungle
It is the bee – finally kissing the flower
It’s adding your fuel to the fire

It is the time – filtering out of your heart beat
It is your feet – on the sunny side of the street
It’s the cirkus it’s coming to town

It’s not only love – it’s not only love though it seems so
It is the truth – you flee from it all to fade into
It’s the best minds of your generation
Destroyed by madness and mad men
It’s a one-chord boogie ’round midnight
It’s Hymn to freedom it’s daylight
It’s a walking blues meditation
It’s a who do you love-situation

6. A Spanish fandango
Mary Jane, queen of Spain
Had a crush on Paul Verlaine
Before the wind wake up the duke
Let’s dance, let’s dance

Champagne, summer rain
We’re drowning the pain
Shuffle your feet and clap your hands
Let’s dance, let’s dance

Even though our minds are simple
I can’t help but thinking:
Do we deserve to go down with the boat of decadence?
Let’s dance

7. Crow little rooster
Crow little rooster
For that morning sun
There’s a little boy here waiting
For the day to come

Crow Little rooster
All the way up to the sun
It has filled the moon
And the night will soon be gone

Outside the night is burning
As you sleep here in your bed
Maybe catching dreams
From the books that we have read

8. She’s my baby now
You stole away her smile and you emptied her heart
Introduced her to the joker when she played her best card
She’s my baby now

She turned to the moon when you covered the sun
She was half asleep and always on the run
She’s my baby now

It was songs for me and songs for you
It was hard for me to ramble when she stood in my way
She’s my baby now

She’s my baby now and she
Learned how to make a man say please

She tells me she was faithful
But I know she lies
By that short sudden presence of fear in her eyes
She’s my baby now

9. Suburban blues
If the stars were looking at the copper beech and me
They’d might wonder what we’re doing in a place like this
Deep bass, cheap beats, fake blonds on backseats
The small town kids are killing their time what goes on in their minds?

The stars twinkle life seems so simple
The copper beech jingles again
Twinkle, jingle, twinkle, jingle
What can you do?

The wings of a moth burned by the fire
Your neighbour throwing dices no words no desire
The hum from the highway going straight to the city
It is a play the curtain is off they expect your entrance

The stars twinkle life seems so simple
The copper beech jingles again
Twinkle, jingle, twinkle, jingle
What can you do?

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