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"And all words lose their meaning, in the end."
A Slapdash Affair Alter Me Blank Canvas Cheap And Nasty Devoid Disbehave Don't Murder Me I'm Drowning Each Day You Die A Little Bit More Give It To Me GBH GBH in Deutsche Horripilations I Don't Know Where You've Been Is Normal Abnormal? It Will All Come Back To You Let's Have Some Fun! Meat Closet Mein Fuhrer Nothing In Life That's Worth Having Will Not Be Taken Away Nothing Special See Her Smile Sterilized Violated We Have An Agenda
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Pretty Fucked Up
Pretty Fucked Up This pill makes you look younger Size zero minds It’s pretty fucked up This knife turns the clock back Size zero minds Size zero minds It’s pretty fucked up They’ll transform you into something else
My Sex Life I’ll admit I’ve made mistakes In my Sex Life Tell me what you like In my Sex Life Let it come, let it come Degradation or elevation In my Sex Life
Tabloid Species It could be the things I say It might be the way I look It might be that I don’t care Perhaps there are certain things I’ve done
Careful, Careless Careful, careless Careful, careless Just pick yourself up off the floor Careful, careless Just pick yourself up off the floor
GBH I can see right through all the bleeding holes in you You lose your self control How low can you sink? You lose your self control Although you’d never been so scared Little boys I’m in your veins It’s in my veins
Only Ever Now Just one more cigarette I could think about the past Only ever now Give me drink I could think about the past Only ever now Well I don’t know how long I’ve got
Subtract In order to gain I know there’s still colour I can’t take it today Well I’m hanging hope on the end of a rope I’m never looking back
Lost & Found There’s a place I know Umbrellas, childhood toys I found out when I lost my heart Where is the Lost & Found? I found out when I lost my heart
Ne Plus Ultra Something’s shining in the night Oceans rise at your command Don’t think you’ve lost your marbles I’ve no idea what’s on your mind
In Loving Memory One day will be the last dawn I’m awake The last height from which I fall In Loving Memory The last bus that I’ll miss In Loving Memory The last time I hear the news
GBH single: in German? The single 'GBH' includes a version which features me singing in German. Now, I can't speak German very well at all, let alone sing it! So in order to be able to do this, I had a considerable amount of help from a good friend of mine, Connie Werner, who took my original lyrics and magically re-interpereted them into German - but what Connie did was much more than merely 'translating' them literally, though. Connie essentially re-wrote all of the lyrics so they not only meant the same things as my English words do, but also made sure she kept the flow and rhythm of the words as close to what I wrote as it was possible. She did an absolutely fantastic job as you will hear when you listen to the finished result. As it's such an unusual thing to have done, I asked Connie if she'd write a few paragraphs about the work we'd done together to put on the website, which she kindly agreed to. So, without any further ado, I hope you enjoy listening to 'GBH in Deutsche' and here's a few words from the lady herself... x Roi
Connie Werner: Working on the lyrics for 'GBH in Deutsch-e' "Roi had the idea to release GBH also in German. Not enough, he was even convinced that it could be me helping him with the lyrics. Luckily there was not much time to think about it. Though, sometimes I got a bit scared. Then I asked myself: How many times in your life will one of your favourite musicians ask you to write the words for one of his songs? Most probably, never. But if so, it will happen only once: And this is now. Obviously, we did a bit of thinking before we started. Remembered David Bowie's “Helden” and realised that GBH in German must sound clearer and sharper. Now I was convinced that Roi could definitely do this well. I put the words together. A very exciting experience. Just a few too soft words and it turned girly. To rhyme it, quickly reminded on a “Deutsche Schlagerparade” show from the early 80ies. Then I began to draw the same pictures I had seen when listening to the song, and used little, but very direct words. I tried my best to keep the same energies and the message, that Roi transports in his original so well. The frame was tight, however, suddenly everything fit in the intonation the English version required. Next it was on Roi to learn it. His progress was amazing. The moment, he sang the first verse to me, left me lost for any German words. Very soon he could sing it all. Now it was only about making the very good just better. At the same time, a book called “David Bowie und Berlin” came out in Germany. We got aware of the fact, that for 30 years no British musician had released his own song in both, English and German. There were too many parallels. We felt, we had been working on something very special: Maybe, we were heroes – just for one day (and a couple of weeks). A beautiful picture. A great song. A reason to be extremely proud: The man who hardly speaks German, and the woman who never wrote song lyrics before, recorded “GBH in Deutsche ”. Why I call it “GBH in Deutsch e ”? This was the subject line of the e-mail Roi sent me the first demo-tape with. And this is just it: “GBH in Deutsch e ”. Gefährliches Deutsch e (dangerous German) as some call it. Now listen to it, and enjoy!" Und... in Deutsch-e! "Roi hatte die Idee GBH auch in Deutsch zu veröffentlichen. Damit nicht genug, er war überzeugt, dass gerade ich ihm den passenden Text schreiben könnte. Zum Glück blieb keine Zeit lange darüber nachzudenken. Ab und zu hat mich der Gedanke doch erschreckt. Dann habe ich mich gefragt: Wie oft im Leben wird Dich einer Deiner Lieblingsmusiker bitten, ihm einen Text für seinen Song zu schreiben? Wahrscheinlich nie. Doch wenn, dann passiert das nur einmal: Und das ist jetzt. Wir haben schon etwas nachgedacht. Erinnerten uns an David Bowies „Helden“ und erkannten, dass GBH in Deutsch genauer und klarer gesungen werden musste. Nun war ich davon überzeugt, dass Roi das auf jeden Fall könnte. Und so schrieb ich ihm den Text. Eine spannende Erfahrung. Nur wenige zu sanfte Worte und es klang mädchenhaft. Es zu reimen, erinnerte schnell an die ZDF Schlagerparade. So begann ich die gleichen Bilder zu malen, die ich beim Anhören gesehen hatte und diese mit kleinen, direkten Worten auszudrücken. Ich wollte die Energien erhalten und die Aussage, die Roi im Englischen so gut gelungen war. Der Rahmen war eng, doch irgendwie passte plötzlich alles auf die Intonation, die das Original vorgab. Nun sollte Roi es lernen. Das ging schnell. Der Moment, als er mir die erste Strophe vorsingen konnte, hat mir die deutsche Sprache verschlagen. Bald konnte er alles singen. Dann ging es nur noch darum, das Gute besser zu machen. Gleichzeitig erschien das Buch: "David Bowie und Berlin". Uns wurde bewusst, dass 30 Jahre lang kein britischer Musiker seinen eigenen Song in Englisch und in Deutsch veröffentlicht hatte. Es gab zu viele Parallelen. Wir fühlten, dass auch wir etwas Besonderes schaffen. Vielleicht waren auch wir Helden – für einen Tag (und ein paar Wochen). Ein schönes Bild. Ein toller Song. Ein Grund wirklich stolz zu sein: Der Mann, der kaum Deutsch spricht und die Frau, die noch nie einen Songtext geschrieben hatte, haben „GBH in Deutsche“ aufgenommen. Warum ich es „GBH in Deutsche“ nenne? So lautete die Betreffzeile der E-Mail, mit der mir Roi das erste Demo-Tape schickte. Und genau das ist es: GBH in Deutsche. Gefährliches Deutsche, wie manche es nennen. Hört selbst. Viel Spaß damit!" Connie Werner, January 2009 (About the most beautiful work I ever did)
Tatbestand schwere Körperverletzung (Original lyrics by Roi Robertson: German lyrics by Cornelia Werner)
Ich kann in Dich reinschauen, offene Wunden zeigen viel Doch ich kann nicht viel Neues finden Ich weiß nur zu gut, was Du denn meinst Wenn Du mir sagst wie viel es Dich kostet Aufzustehen Und genau dort hinzugehen Wo Du mit viel mehr, als mit Geld allein bezahlst
Verlierst die Selbstkontrolle Wenn es Dich wieder überkommt Du Fühlst keinen Schmerz. Was bekommst Du denn Wenn Du Dein Leben so verkaufst?
Wie weit sinkst Du noch? Es scheint nicht wirklich so, als hättest Du noch mal darüber nachgedacht Irgendwann hast Du das bestimmt Jetzt wirfst Du Dich so weg Jeden Tag und immer wieder Machst es ganz schnell und trotzdem wird Dir einfach davon schlecht
Verlierst die Selbstkontrolle Wenn es Dich wieder überkommt Du Fühlst keinen Schmerz. Was bekommst Du denn Wenn Du Dein Leben so verkaufst? Du siehst so alt aus
Du hattest niemals so viel Angst Bist so allein und stellst Dich endlich alldem, es tut so weh Mehr als man Dir je sagen konnte Nun liegst Du hier am Boden Hinter dieser Toilettentür Kaum noch Du selbst siehst Du dem Tod direkt ins Auge Verlierst die Selbstkontrolle Wenn es Dich wieder überkommt Du Fühlst keinen Schmerz. Was bekommst Du denn Wenn Du Dein Leben so verkaufst? Du siehst so alt aus
Little boys Like dangerous toys Außer mir gibt's gar nichts mehr
Ich bin bei Dir I hold your reigns Nothing exists today but me
Kleine Jungs Gefährliches Spielzeug Nothing exists today but me
I'm in your veins Ich bestimme Dich Nothing exists today but me
I'm in your veins I hold your reigns Außer mir gibt's gar nichts mehr
Es ist in mir Und es bestimmt mich Außer mir gibt's gar nichts mehr
Still Life in Human everywhere Haunted faces and vacant stares Heads bowed in defeat Resigned to the Grave They will never awake or ever Disbehave
Bit part actors in the Cabaret Blink and you'll miss them They never stay People come and they go And some have their effects If they drain you of life Quickly, press eject
The World is stuck on automatic We could do with a little Magic You should be proud of all that you are There's no time to waste here Be a Star: Disbehave
No, I won't do as I'm told Try and make me do as I'm told I'll do what I Will Until I'm dead and cold No, I won't do as I'm told
Hiding your light you're alone in the dark Too shit-scared to ever make a mark Denying all others the heat from your flame - Well, where would we be if we all did the same?
I have no soul All I had were lies Insane, pathetic and cold Which should come as no surprise For unfounded fears Stealing my time Constricted and smothered me But I'm not going to spend years Constructing some ‘other' me
Wasting away, life went asunder For day after day The regime I lived under Was suffocating and choking me And stealing my time But no more waiting for the day When I will be mine
So, don't murder me - I'm drowning In a sea of my own making It's the only way to go And I'm not on my own Leave me to my vices For no matter what the price is I'm going to please myself My darkest stars And nobody else
I've made a hole here So stick it in, dear Fill me with joy and dissolve all my fear No one can touch us when we're intravenous Isolate my pleasure zones I'm In Extremis
Alter Me
Take out my brains Connect me to the mains Electrify and fry me ‘til I'm flying again A shock to their system Then I can face them Save me from the usual The Pain and The Boredom
Help me, help me Change my mind Liberate me from the Daily Grind You know I can't stand how I seem to be Give me something that will alter me
Cut it off and shave me And Make me a She Progesterone and Oestrogen will save me You'll see Put implants in there Now I've something to bare Finally I'm strong enough to do what I dare
Well, she's the Queen of Sores The ultimate bore Adopts little girls names to play her games Has a boyfriend Just for the weekend Fucks his mates And she's always late
No thoughts of her own ‘Cuz she just clones Whatever he likes That's what she likes Bitter sixteen Teenage dream Petulant bitch Thinks she's a witch
But she's a Blank Canvas
Takes her piercings out when Daddy's about And pleases her Mum with her English and Sums Lipstick Lezzer snogs In the girls bogs But won't go the whole way Not today
Blank Canvas
I Don't Know Where You've Been
It's hard to resist my natural responses They're beginning to show I've got to stop this before it gets out of hand I'm forgetting what I know Keep your hands off what you can't afford I can't risk my health In exchange for what you're offering I've got to think of myself sometimes
I didn't think the time would come But here it comes right now I'm not looking for a reason Or someone to tell me how I find myself here wondering if I should go on And that if I gave in to you there's a chance I could be wrong
I don't know where you've been
There are countless others who have fallen for your spell You should be locked up inside a prison cell But I don't care about that and I don't care what I've seen Judging by your fingernails and teeth You're far from clean
I don't know where you've been But I don't care where you've been
You restricted my every thought and move You cheated when you knew that you would lose You opened a crack behind my back You left me here and never came back
They preach and force their views They've no respect Ignorance and Selfishness Have a negative effect Now they're brutalised With no appreciation for life A fucking lethal combination
I hope it will all come back to you Ten times worse than anything you could do I know it will all come back to you
So many deaths in the name of one One wrote a book in the blood of his son One raped, tortured and killed a young single Mum And one planted a bomb in a Gay pub in London
I hope it will all come back to you Ten times worse than anything you could do I know it will all come back to you
I like to get something For almost next to nothing if I can There's not much that I would work for Although if I'm in luck I might get paid to suck You should know that there's no one I would bleed for
I've got no integrity If there's something that I need I'll do anything I can No time to waste on my hands
Give it to me
I'll take you in my hands And hold as hard as I can Until I get what I want And I won't let go Or I can make your day But you'll have to pay my way And there are some things that I don't swallow
Just give it to me Look, just give it to me You give it to me I'll give it to you
Each Day You Die A Little Bit More
You want the spell to be broken But you suffer under the curse You want things to be better So why do you make them worse? You want your life to be easier But you treat everyone like dirt You want all your pain to go away Well stop making yourself hurt
Your obsession with purely material gain Is so retarded - don't you know? It's about time that you realised, boy You can't take it with you when you go Do you ever think of anyone but yourself Unless there's something in it for you? A more selfish, conceited and hateful fool there's never been Until you
It seems hard to take And you'll think I'm wrong You rarely hear the truth in popular songs Go on like that until everything's sore And each day you'll die just a little bit more
You've a choice in the end you see You can live Or you can just fuck up and die Carry on behaving this way Or admit that you're living a lie But that admission requires some presence of mind Something you evidently lack Why don't you stick your gun up your arse? How bulletproof is that?
It seems hard to take And you'll think I'm wrong You rarely hear the truth in popular songs Go on like that until everything's sore And each day you'll die just a little bit more Just a little Just a little bit Just a little bit more
Don't know, But I want, Cheap and Nasty, Hello, how are you? Cheap and Nasty, Cheap and Nasty, Gimme a kiss and hold onto this-
You bring her endless flowers but don’t listen to her, You don’t realise the things you do, You take her by surprise once in a while, See her smile, You give her all that you think she wants,
Nothing In Life That’s Worth Having Will Not Be Taken Away There is some thing deep inside you and there is some thing inside me Turn on the light - now, that’s better… Everything now in full view To know what we’re going to do. Nothing in life that’s worth having will not be taken away Friends, Lovers, Possessions – all will be removed I'm one disaster after another Chorus: My Hairstyle's a mess I killed all my friends off but I never meant to, really I did something good but it turned out bad
When I was alone, and I'd never met you My life has gone wrong cos I've known you too long
It makes me feel glad that you were a Fad
There is no Glamour in violence.
Some may find it hard to live
Just to clarify this further - as far as I and the rest of the band are concerned, Nazis, so-called Neo-Nazis, and any other ignorant cunts who follow such anti-libertarian 'principles' which are the polar opposite to my way of thinking, are certainly not welcome at our gigs, on this planet, or anywhere else in the known Universe. Got it? Good!
Say something: anything at all Intelligence hasn't left you behind You get away with murder Fuck yourself with your ridiculous views
I've been cut open wide Don't you dare try to touch me. Violate Now I'm turned inside out
Cross unsuitable subjects off a list Girls and Boys don't want to play Do they fulfil all the criteria? Some see this behaviour as selfish and paranoid
When We Go, We Go Together The things I do for you,
When you choose to give You're an incandescent star
Sub-standard piss-poor people, bland and pointless soap opera scenes Saying and screaming the same old things Is Normal Abnormal: Is Abnormal Normal? Its the things that you do They use certain weapons to keep us in line
Nothing Special You're Nothing Special You're not much to look at, You're Nothing Special You're Nothing Special! I've seen it before, done better than You
Let's Have Some Fun Concern for others has ceased to exist I'm septic, infected, there's shit on my fist It's a 'New Age' but the same as the last Everyone loves dragging things up from the past
Meat Closet If you said that she was just a whore She lives on Pills, Cat food and Cigarette ash,
Sterilized Are You A User? Are You being Used? Are You A User? Are You being Used? I was contrived from a tube of cum Sterilized, Immunized, Willingly Hypnotized
Copyright © Roi Robertson/Mechanical Cabaret 1999-2008
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