Legends If there's a plan in your mind Never keep it behind And you might find yourself as a legend Sell it out for free You will love what you see: You're all broke, but your death is legend Running out of dreams And coming out of scenes Unconscious but blissful in the nighttime There's nowhere to go And also nothing to know So, everything turns to be a legend Flying to the top Getting ready for the drop You ain't never gonna stop daydreaming This is what you get But it's only in your head So, relax and go to bed You know It's just a waste of time Running all over the fields Kicking one another on the shins Wallowing in the mud just like sweet little wild-boars And though you don't look as playful and carefree as them Still that's nothing much to do When the question is: how to become a legend Down below where the dead men go Is where you'll live to see your legend And as you're praying for pity Your fans not of age but so pretty They learn to say: he was a legend The Greek Radio There's a kind of sunset in the summertime When the beehive is empty but the bees don't fly 1000 fish are laid along the waterfront I feel right but I feel there's something wrong In the air Just a passing phase or am I going insane As the witness of an interstellar powergame Right by my side I see me there standing tongue-tied You'd better turn on the radio And sing along with this stupid song Maybe it won't take too long And you can speak to yourself again ...you got no reason... You got the station Riding on a moped on the shiny hillside Let's take a look at the deep blue sea This is the place and here is the aura While we're listening to the magic Radio Greece You'd better turn on.. Wallflower It's not much fun when the spirit's gone And the minutes run and the day is done And you're the only one you can blame it on Sad, but want to keep it going on like that That's nothing to remember That's nothing to forget Not a question of being alive or dead This place is much too safe to stay But you'll be back right here in one day And you'd love to cry and painlessly die Like a teenage guy Watering Days Is the rain so cold It's the way I'm bold They hide themselves in sand Cranes, I see them fly Watering days, see them appraised Level Tacoma Someday you will fall, beautiful And it's coming straight from the heart Forgive me darling, but 60 years made me ill-mannered, frank and hard What did you do last night ? Do you think it leads to right ? What do you want to be ? Rest you'll never find That's what you've got to know Before I'm slipping away Yes, I said, Thank you, and when you've got something to say never hold it back Your secret life of in-betweens Will level Tacoma someday You know, it's hard to tell Whether you'll get to hell Or just kneel forever Forced to pray Man Shape Half past 4 in the morning You wake up and you tie your shoelace Take one look at the mirror Who could change this into human face ? What's a man got to do with you ? What's a woman got to do with you ? I can see by your face You're fed up with this man shape It's not your size, but after all You're empty as a man can be Cut the conversation, I want a story Cut the masturbation, I want a story There's no blind, no crippled, no paralysed There's only the tired That never tries Come On Phoebe You know that she's all that I've got You know that she's all that I've got now I miss her and that means a lot I shouldn't be losing her somehow It's that dark certainty I always needed But I had quite enough, now I don't need it You know that you're all that I've got So come on Phoebe, come on now Let's try to make a baby, let's try and do it Babe Let's try to make a baby, why don't we ? She comes to my door every day I say thanks to my god as she's leaving Is it a gift or a curse ? And who shall gather together my feelings ? It's that dark certainty I always needed And the more I see her, the more I need it I shudder to think she will come back again saying: Baby, come on baby There's no such case in the world, That something happens to happen Goal One sunny afternoon I lost my way home Found myself in an invisible part of this town I thought I knew And running out of suds and soda I fell into a coma, run dry Was that my goal ? 10 little indians chased me all the way They stole my legs and my hands and head by the very next day And it's no good panic when fear shows off You'd better smile hard when the going gets tough Oh Yeh, but it's not my way Tried to lead a normal life But living straight was such a strife Plastic magic substitute was my only guide Next time I'll be careful before going on a ride And in the morning I went to bed to push it all back into my head But it just followed like some faithful black dog Demon High I know a girl and she's the best in the world But she is up in the sky So demon high, I don't even try And I know many others, but each of them bothers me In a million ways, it's the same old case Can't hide from these days, this place was built for chase Now I got to give it a stray 'cause I don't want to lose my sense to play I need a very nutty house In a very rutty world Very nutty boys getting Very pretty girls I need a very nutty scene In a very rusty game Where everytime I went to bed I'd forget the name Sometimes I'm crazy, when there's nothing to save me Or just that's what I think Or someone on the sly must have put something into my drink She says: Don't cry for the waiter, 'cause he just can't tell you why, You haven't ordered this But we decided you to try It did not take much time 'til you said: I forgive I said, I'd never do it again But in the mind I busily hatched my plan Saturday night, sunday morning, is there anybody there with you? Put on your clothes tonight Then go and take a ride Nostalgia is calling See yourself in golden rags As an unknown sort of sex Fairy lover is calling Creatures keep on crawling Fever must be falling If there's something in their eyes Taken you by surprise But you always forget it Stay home just for 2 days To learn: things that never take place Can still be regretted Oh saturday night, sunday morning, is there anybody there with you? Go Wrong I never thought this morning avenue could be so empty They always said there was a garden without a heart there I thought its pale grass was the reason why the street's so plenty Of daydreamers that seemed to be so touchy, sweet and bare And I must have been wrong But it's the only way to be alright, to bear the sight And it continues like that, and it continues like I said I never thought I could go wrong anytime at all I only thought I would be strong when I'm about to fall I never thought I could go wrong anytime at all I only thought I would be strong when they're about To call me dead You live in my head You sleep 'til I'm dead Then you wake up and ask: Where's the boy at last ? When you find there's no one left to suffocate and regulate (you) You feel like you're living in vain When you find there's no one trying Just to do your charming smile in You feel you're working in vain The Alcove Song I am just a poor boy Waiting in the wings Waiting behind the curtain For the mirror-one that sings to me I think I know who you are I think I've seen you before