Katzenjammer Kabarett все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы

A man in a red coat straddled the shoulder
Off the street to vanish into a cloud
Looking up between his arms he saw the sidewalk
Floundering lustily around
He followed his eyelids up the stairs and
Turned and stared at a lustered pound
That gave him as a reply a jellied smile from its
Green and wide mouth

Nine hours passed and how long will it last
said the man with the plan and a gun in his hand.
He´s scared but prepared it might be as he feared
are they still in control and safe behind the wall.
This evening´s too quiet oh we need a real riot
to shake and to break and to bite like a snake.
We´re stuck in this attic so bored and so static
tomorrow they´ll ask us to throw off our masks.

Welcomed in front of the ballroom door
He wanted to see what was there before
“Please have a sit” was said “and watch this comedy,
These are my mannequins and dance for you they will”
He heard an orchestra coming from nowhere
The sound was loud petting his whole body
Moving his feet – automatically – beating his head – frenetically.

broken doll scissors bed walls
broken things can not restore
the dead brought back to life
these are the rules of your world
buried smiles passing by
buried dreams under the swings
decaying deformity contented eyes
birth recording thoughts

Here kitty, kitty
There's too much demon blood
in these self appointed angels
Acting like you're comatose
speaking like a country rose
or a preacher's pet in drag

Banging on a kettledrum

Today they brought mummy to the grave;
I buried my sweet dolls near that hedge.
A year ago I had to put them all away,
down inside my closet I asked them to stay.
I'd just got 13 and mummy would say that when 13 we should give all the dolls away.
I see before me open red eyes, two little globes or rubicund flies.
They turn and glare behind the stove and see my hands still under my gloves…under my gloves.

My darling baby now let's go to bed
But darling sounds like beloved instead
Mommy ignores the lurking dread
Sweet child of hers has twins in her head
Has twins in her head…
"I got twins in my head!!"

The bed was tucked, there wass no one around

In the living-room a man on a sofa is laying
Two strangers at the door and one is knocking
The man stands and opens the great wooden door
The one who knows the host tells the other visitor

An old man with top hat and a dark walking stick
Gets through the wooden door and says without a trick
“I want to buy the portrait of this old heroine”

Jack seized a parade all along with him
The stage robbers were joining in
His damaged ego didn't fall in laugh
But waited all night till he heard a cough

Young people in cold narrow streets
Raced under lanterns with soup to eat
They wanted to befriend the king

They loom on high that black block
And judge heartily but pierce,
Blood red heart, blood red frock,
Their fun is always fierce.
Any enemy of the time
Will executed be.
Whoever is a friend of death,
Adorn mit song and sound vill sie

In a familiar bar enters a strange old man,
top hat over the head and a stick in his hand.
Two men at the counter seem to recognize him,
soon after what he tells a story worth hearing.

23 years ago he fled a house in flames,
where he had just painted the portrait named Genuine
"Oh, that old sketch" says he,

A messenger arrived through

A sunlit' open door

Passed the dangers of the world

To his troubled queen so bored

As he’s entering Cherry Bloom’s bedroom
He can see she’s so afraid that she can't move.
Says he’ll kiss her young blossom lips
She replied instead “I'll go call the police!"
He hates love more than he hates the law,
And laughs at her face, mocks her eyebrows
“I am no demon" he says, "and I won’t marry you"
"But let me rest in your arms and surely pet you”