Woke Up

Woke up by candle-light

Hear some strange street fight in the night

Smash the candle against the wall

Why is nobody here to tell

And hold me tight

Turn my body on the

Clean white linen

Smells of French Cologne

Try to listen to that

Fucked up solo

Of a saxophone

Woke up at four

Pick up dry cookies from the floor

Hear a knock-knock at my door

Watch and see, it’s fantasy who gets me

Take the bitter with the sweet

Bus is passing by

Shall I run through the street

And scream and cry

I turn the light off/on again

Read some lyrics, still the same

Bite my fingernails, what a shame

That other name

Will never get out of my brain

Woke up at five

Dreamt of a big blue frog with a murder knife

Drink a sip of whisky pure

Even milk or water now taste so obscure

Listen to the heartbeat which goes

Bumtakbum

Outside the building crane

Swings his wings in early morning rain

I turn the light off/on again

Do yoga breathing

Still the same

I clean the mirror, trial and error

That other name

Will never get out of my brain

Woke up at six

Finally try to fix the dripping tap

Boil a handful of rice with curry

Mixing salt and sugar in a hurry

Sweet thoughts flash through my heart

And make it weep

Hunger in a nightwood jungle

I only wanna sleep

I turn the light off/on again

Hit my pillow, still the same

Count all the money in the pocket

And clean my nose

That other name

Will never get out of my brain

Woke up at seven, this must be heaven

I feel alright

Take an icecold shower, sing a song of power

Gone is the fright

Optimistic poetry – I write it in my diary

Whatever comes to me, I take it

Cause l’m free

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I turn to the telephone, ringing shrill

Hear your sick voice, you say

"l’m ill. Can you come over"

It’s still the same, oh pain, oh pain

You won’t, you won’t get out of my brain