Wish You Were Here / Add It Up
Irgendwie war es ein komischer Tag. Es passierte nichts.
Ich unternahm ja auch nichts. Ich war noch gelähmt von
den Ereignissen der letzten Tage.
Mein Motor lief im Leerlauf und ich wollte einfach nur auf
dem Sofa rumschimmeln.
In mir keimte eine einzige Ambition auf, ich wollte 'coole'
Musik hören.
Ich durchforstete intensiv meine Plattensammlung. Zwischen
A wie AC/DC bis Z wie ZZ-Top
entdeckte ich viele alte Bekannte.
Nach mehrstündigem Studium und experimentellen Anspielen,
entschied ich mich für genau zwei Songs, mit denen ich
den Tag verbringen wollte:
'Wish You Were Here' by Ryan Adams (2003)
Cotton candy and a rotten mouth
You know you're so fucked up
You know I couldn't help but have it for you
And everybody knows the way I walk
And knows the way I talk
And knows the way I feel about you
It's all a bunch of shit
And there's nothing to do around here
It's totally fucked up
I'm totally fucked up
Wish you were here
And streets that only turn to boulevards
And houses with back yards
and it's raining like hell on the cars
And everybody knows the way I walk
And knows the way I talk
Knows the way I feel about you
It's all a bunch of shit
And there's nothing to do around here
It's totally fucked
I'm totally fucked
Wish you were here
And if I could have my way
We'd take some drugs
And we'd smile
We'd smile
We'd smile
But not tonight, my dear
Wish you were here
Wish you were here
Wish you were here
Wish you were here
'Add It Up' by Violent Femmes (1982)
Day after day
I will walk and I will play
but the day after today
I will stop
and I will start
why can't I get just one kiss
why can't I get just one kiss
there may be something’s that I wouldn't miss
but I look at your pants and I need a kiss
why can't I get just one screw
why can't I get just one screw
believe me I know what to do
but something won't let me make love to you
why can't I get just one fuck
why can't I get just one fuck
I guess it's got something to do with luck
but I waited my whole life for just one
day after day
I get angry
and I will say
that the day
is in my sight
when I’ll take a bow
and say goodnight
oh my my, my my mum
have you kept your eye, your eye on your son
I know you’ve had problems, you’re not the only
one
When your sugar left, he left you on the run
oh my my, my my mum
take a look now at what your boy has done
he’s walking around like he’s number one
went downtown and you got him a gun
so don’t shoot, shoot, shoot that thing at me
don’t shoot, shoot, shoot that thing at me
you know you’ve got my sympathy
but don’t shoot, shoot, shoot that thing at me
don’t shoot, shoot, shoot that thing at me
don’t shoot, shoot, shoot that thing at me
you know you’ve got my sympathy
but don’t shoot, shoot, shoot that thing at me
going down the kitchen at the top of the stairs
can I mix in with your affairs
share a smoke, make a joke
grasp and reach for a leg of hope
words to memorize, words hypnotize
words make my mouth exercise
words all failed the magic prize
nothing I can say when I’m in your thighs
oh my my, my my mother
I would love to love you lover
city is restless, it’s ready to pounce
here in your bedroom, ounce for ounce
oh my my, my my mother
I would love to love you lover
the city is restless, it’s ready to pounce
here in your bedroom, ounce for ounce
I’ve given you, decision to make
things to lose, things to take
just as she’s about ready to cut it up
she says wait a minute honey, I’m gonna add it up
add it up...add it up...add it up...
day after day
I get angry
and I will say
that the day
is in my sight
when I’ll take a bow
and say goodnight
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