SchwAEbisch
bin i scho
Requiem
Whilst I was working on the God scene it occured to me that paintings almost never show how people get up to heaven. Either they are still on Earth when a face appears beckoning to them saying something along the lines of:
“Come with me deary” or they are shown already in place smugly sitting there.
The important ones get a personal escort (presumably not the classified adds sort) from a named angel but the others? How do they know which way to go? Who does one ask? What language should one speak? Is there a phrasebook? As Shakespeare remarked, we never meet anyone who comes back, apart from Silvio Berlusconi, and he only speaks Italian so he's no bloody use.
“What category should I put Requiem for me in?” I asked SchlagAlice.
“ Put it under humour.” – Why did she say that?
Maybe because humour plays a central part in my life. After all, no life, no humour, no fun, no love, no nothing.
Maybe she said it because I can't take life too seriously athough there is nothing else.
Five billion years nothing, a millisecond of light and then nothing. Not blackness because that implies something, no, nothing. Not nothing again because that implies repetition and there is none.
Treasure your life as long as you can.
SCHWAEBISCH BIN I SCHO_ (a dog goes backwards)
Despite the title it's basically English with a bad German accent. Loosely based on the Brothers Grimm tale of seven friends who set off to go around the world and are all killed along the way. I love those old German style happy endings.
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Surfing those big waves down-under
Showing the world vas ich can
Waiter could you get me
A kangaroo in Spetzle
'cause you know
Schwäbisch bin i scho, verstoasch?
Schwäbish bin i scho
Skiing down zee pist in Colorado
Showing zer world vas ich can
Ski cop bloody blitzed me
For doing hundred fifty
But you know
Schwäbisch bin i scho, verstoasch?
Schwäbish bin i scho
God came down to see me
Said I should build him a boat
Ja denn er war sauer
'cause i wollte Häusle baue
But you know
Schwäbisch bin i scho
Schwäbish bin i scho
Been around the world now
Yeh and it's really great to know
Schwäbisch aber bin i scho
REQUIEM FOR ME_
I wrote it for my own funeral to reflect my life. Humour is one half, my lovely SchlagAlice another half and worrying about things the last half, but not necessarily in that order.
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My Angel
No one knows about my little angel
No one knows except me
No one sees she's an angel
No one cares except me
'bout my angel, except me
Black Dog Days
Down, oh I'm so down now
Just being a clown
Just hanging around now
Will someone to talk to me
And say wow! So down below now
So lower me down, I'll be alone now
With no one to question me
Well how's it going down below
Down in the ground hound
With no-one around now
With none of my cares now
So don't you talk to me
Of all the wonders to be seen
'cause I know, leave me alone
Alone in the ground now
So down below
Saying Goodbye
The day has come, yo
Darkness is shading my door
Au revoir mon p'tit chaton
Mon grand lion, mon grand amour
Au revoir mon ami, mon amour
One Last Thing
I know what you know, do you know?
You know nothing at all, nothing to know
There's really nothing to know
So let go, let's go know
Go down below, the time is near now
Get ready to let go
Time to let go
REQUIEM FOR HIM
I thought it should be written before I die as afterwards could prove a bit tricky. The idea being for SchlagAlice to sing it at my funeral. I hope she'll turn up even if it is a super cabriolet day
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Edge of Treason
The day has come
That I won't see him again
Just lay me down, just lay me down
There he was, like he'd never been away
Walking hand in hand, free we ran
Well I know, the edge of treason
The band they played, all the songs they ever knew
Loving life re-born, danced 'till dawn
Well I know, the edge of treason
The sun it shined, lighting up that gloomy day
Morning came along, saw no wrong
Well I know, the edge of treason
The day has come
That I won't see him again
Just lay me down, just lay me down
[ HUMOUR ]