when deers come close to man,
it’s out of fear and not for fun
I knew by the age of ten
There wasn’t a god under the sun
your drives and intentions are set
they’re just as good as intentions can get
after the fall of human sciences,
there was a need for answers
the girls of the nineteen-nineties
formed an army of belly dancers
they defeated the men
they will never be the same again
keep me close to you
I’m straying as you can see
there’s nothing strange about what I do
but it’s funny how you do it with me
they gave me two left hands,
an awkward spirit and a clumsy mind
but a circus freak knows where it stands
and I like to show the things I find
daylight on the windows of a building
and can you see my little wounds are bleeding?
I read the script of Unbreakable on a rainy morning
it described the state of mind that I was born in
I’ve seen a lot of monkeys on walls
and ignore the million important calls
the record store lady wore a veil and was nice
I looked at her and she smiled twice
they were shooting a movie with Cameron D
and you didn’t only have eyes for me
I could have been alone
that room would have been free
had I not known
had you not been with me
my ring’s up here on the street and I always win
inside they’re watching the mirror ball spin
but I’m doing a better kind of dance
despite the fact that I have to wear my two pairs of pants
fishtown is ok, they have a big bottle
with a light that tells you when to light a candle
but the weed was strong, and the wind, too
and I felt gigantic next to you
you will be adorable,
and I’ll be staying on the west coast of florida
in a decent shelter from hurricanes and storms
but it won’t take the pain away when it comes
I’ll lose my hair but not my fire
and you will be twenty forever
I’ll eat your body, babe, and leave no crumbs,
but it won’t take the pain away when it comes
I’ll sleep deep with sheets and all
I’ll have four wheels and four walls
I’ll give dollars instead of quarters to my fellow bums
but it won’t take the pain away when it comes
I’ll feed the dolphins tofu and stars
I’ll take taxis and whiskeys in bars
I’ll join a band and be the older guy on drums
but it won’t take the pain away when it comes
the day is a german green
with a dash of stupid blue
you knew where I’d been
and I had to look at you
a day just as young
as a brighton mother
your telephone rang
but you didn’t bother
after short years,
I’ve stopped coming about
I’ve scooped your fears
and NYCed you out
you didn’t not know
but still you burst
don’t let your love go
to bensonhurst
Anyway i’m cool
as spanish whiskey ice
I’m going to Liverpool
to live another life
everytime between leeds
and Sheffield
I count my deeds,
and the dead killed
gotta maintain the high blood pressure
you hear me ask and you hear me answer
nicotine helps and a little walk too
ginger sugar and a piece of you
gotta maintain the high blood pressure
keep on strumming till the blister
hurts so much it’s no longer possible
unless yes, let’s try a different angle
I woke up in seven different cities
with the same stain of ketchup on my khakis
I gotta maintain the high blood pressure
fixing myself a whiskey sour
in the midlands of England they don’t have a price
bourbon, lime cordial, tonic and ice
gotta maintain the high blood pressure
I’ll sit around with you guys only later
I wake up when I hear the clock click
and I don’t mind being the lunatic
you taught me to dance, have a body and use it
I’m not really there but I hear the music
like I never thought I would before
I saw you never close your heart
to the most annoying minor part
small timers who all stood at your door
when you go out,
wear your orange hat
and do it for me
I have no fear
and you know that
cause you can see
You drove me around and showed me where
you learned to speak and had grown your hair
So long and different from mine
You made me feel like I could teach you
and every word of my only speech was wrong
and evident at the same time
I guess I shouldn’t be telling you
You have the eyes of a hawk and you see me through
but the words of my songs are not all about you
and this body
doesn’t even belong to me
your hands are like wings : they cover me
and they cover the little things that don’t have to be accounted for
or put in the record anymore
you’re like a movie you make the unreal
seem real
and you make the real seem
to come out of a dream
your words never leave the tip of my tongue
you move in space like there’s nothing wrong
you talk on phones
and i weigh eleven stones
you know I’ve been around,
you know I’ve covered a lot of ground
you know you are a mystery and
I’ve always been a pedestrian
All Songs By Andre Herman Dune