Ilse Morriss Ants in my bed
Hopeful and gloomy, wild and subdued, alone in the dark I succumb to my mood
A dandelion exposed to the wind an innocent demon, a saint who has sinned
Lethargic and lazy, active and keenit’s 3 am and I’m letting off steam
Strangely awake while tired and small, detached from the world, but in touch with it all
Alive and alert - I’m just hanging out - there’s so many words and they’re strong and loud Tonight they are dancing - inside in my head like the ghosts in my dream
and the ants in my bed
Deceiving and honest, laconic and dazed by dreams full of magic I found and embraced Effusively happy, dismissing taboos, submerging in passion and unrestrained blues
Idle and busy, rough and refined, peculiar visions diffusing my mind
Sleep is a treat, and I am deprived, but as long as you love me, I know I’ll survive
Alive and alert - I’m just hanging out , there’s so many words and they’re strong and loud Tonight they are dancing - inside in my head like the ghosts in my dreams
and the ants in my bed
There‘s something deep inside my heart, just fragments, tiny separate parts - Like secret shining fairy lights, they get me through the nights
Alive and alert……There’re so many words………They’re inside my head …………..Like the ghosts in my dreams, in my dreams, dreams, dreams
Alive and alert - I’m just hanging out , there’s so many words and they’re strong and loud Tonight they are dancing - inside in my head like the ghosts in my dreams
and the ants in my bed
Ilse Morriss One less star
The world’s a little colder, and the sky is full of grey
And I am so much older than I was, yesterday
And you may call me silly when I say I’ve got the blues
But today I have a problem with the impact of the news.
I only turned my head and twenty years had come and gone
With the hero of my youth - who used to save me with a song
So much more than voices on the radio
A trigger for your memory and the soundtrack for your show
The moon goes ‘round the earth goes round the sun as time goes by
(And) you always thought that heroes never die
But there’s one less star - shining in the sky
Looking through the records with the old familiar sound
Something to rely on - through all your ups and downs
Flashes from the past when the future seemed so bright
Living for the moment – but today’s a different light
You know that life goes on, but it is like you’ve lost a friend
The day they go is when you know you’re closer to the end
So much more than voices on the radio
A trigger for your memory and the soundtrack for your show
The moon goes ‘round the earth goes round the sun as time goes by
(And) you always thought that heroes never die
But there’s one less star - shining in the sky
I only turned my head and twenty years had come and gone
With the hero of my youth - who used to save me with a song
So much more than voices on the radio
A trigger for your memory and the soundtrack for your show
The moon goes ‘round the earth goes round the sun as time goes by
(And) you always thought that heroes never die
But there’s one less star - shining in the sky
Peaceful easy feeling in the sky
Think I saw the Starman flying by
Wolfgang Kamm Passion vs. reason
This is the telephone, this is my skin and bone, feel me
This is the radio, figures in silent glow kill me
Two pairs of eyes, two pairs of everything
One way to cry, one way to sing
These are the words we spoke, these are the tears we choke back
This is the reason why this is the reason I lack
I pray for justice and for innocence
Why can’t you give up your defense
Trapped in your liberty, tempting with freedom she bound you
Fed on experience, building the perfect fence round you
You dance with passion but you deal with brains
How can you sleep where reason reigns
You don’t know me, you don’t owe me
Never want to seem below me
So you passed your sentence from above
I don’t know what you’ve been missing
I wonder if you’d even listen
I didn’t offer anything but love
This is the chance we get, has it expired yet
A real man Stefan Maierhofer
Every morning when my baby wakes me up she falls in love with me again
Because I taste of salt and I smell of sweat, in short, I am a real man
I snore like a saw and I crackle with my jaw, but it's all without intent
My honey's found a way and so she sleeps by day and spends the night in out tent - indeed I am:
I'm a real man - I don’t have a six-pack, I’m a real man, (he's a real man) I sport a hairy belly
I just wanna sit back - I'm a real man - (he's a real man) and be sporty by my telly - 'cause I'm a real man.
Every evening when my baby strips me down she falls in love with me again
Because I’m not too strong, my hair is not too long, in fact, I am a real man
I’m sticky like a Pritt® and I’m muscled like a kid - it’s plain to see I’m not Brad Pitt
My honey’s found a way and so she dreams by day, at night I bring the key that fits - And she admits…
I'm a real man - I don’t have a six-pack, I’m a real man, (he's a real man) I sport a hairy belly
I just wanna sit back - I'm a real man - (he's a real man) and be sporty by my telly - 'cause I am real
Yes, I am a real man - I don’t have a six-pack, I’m a real man, (he's a real man) I sport a hairy belly
I just wanna sit back - I'm a real man - (he's a real man) and be sporty by my telly - 'cause I'm a real man.
He's a real man, he's a real man, he's a real man......
Ilse Morriss Click Click
I blog my life on Wordpress - but the whole thing’s just a sham
I shout abuse on Twitter - where they don’t know who I am
I spend my nights on E-Bay - when I got time to browse
Buy food on Safeway.com - so I don’t have to leave the house
Click click….
I pretend I’m young and pretty and know what’s going on
And dance alone to tunes I get on Musicload dot com
And when I wanna hang out - and hear the latest buzz
I stay home in my nighties and log in to Google Plus
Click, click – it’s all just a click away - I buy it
Click, click – that’s how I spend my days – clicking my life away
The whole world’s on my laptop - it keeps me off the street
My friends are all on Facebook - so we never have to meet
I post photos of my dinner and write about my day
I never speak to anyone - it’s easier that way
Click, click….
And if I want a holiday or need to just relax
I travel ´cross the web and find a place on Google Maps
And when, from time to time, I have an online-love-affair
I don’t even have to put on make-up – or wash my hair
Click, click – it’s all just a click away - I buy it
Click, click – that’s how I spend my days – I'm clicking
Click click...
No means no Stefan Maierhofer
There’s an old and modest word – Despite its age it’s still in use
Two simple letters pieced together – Not in any way abstruse
Yes, this clear and catchy word – Is a good one to reduce
Misunderstanding – so it’s a word you gotta choose
Quite an unpretentious word – Despite its age it’s à la mode
Two simple letters pieced together – Not at all a tricky code
Yes, this clear and catchy word – Kind of verbal heavyload
But so many times misheard – Or just ignored
It’s time to work out a guidance – because it’s of great importance
Necessarily loud – Till even the last guy has figured it out
No doesn’t mean yes - And no doesn’t mean maybe
It’s just that easy: No means no - nothing else
“In the beginning was the word” – and this one is really plain
Two simple letters pieced together – going straight to the brain
Yes, this clear and catchy word – can stop indignity and pain
But if it’s muted or unheard – it’s used in vain
Winning the fight for equality - must have the first priority
necessarily shout, till even the last prat has figured it out.
No doesn't mean yes - And no doesn't mean maybe
It's just that easy, no means no - nothing else
No doesn't mean yes - And no doesn't mean maybe
It's plain and easy, no means no - nothing else
Ilse Morriss Part-time thinker
If you wake up in the night to the sound of a guitar
And there’s candlewax on your settee
If the cookies are gone and there’s crumbs in your car
It was probably me
You’re so calm about it – still I get your little hints
But my second nature always wins
I’m just a part-time thinker without a degree
Addicted to coffee and good CD’s
A notorious dreamer and loser of keys
Some things never change
If there’s nobody at home but you find the door unlocked
And there’s a poem left on your PC
If your answerphone is full and the toilet is blocked
It was probably me
You’re so calm about it….
I’m just a part-time thinker without a degree….
You’re so cool about it – you deserve the very best
And I don’t wanna be anything less – (but you know me…)
I’m just a part-time thinker...
Sports car Ilse Morriss
Got a good solid car with a lot of room inside
It’s reliable and strong for a family to ride
But there are moments in life when you just need a little more
And I would love some muscle when I put the pedal to the floor
I saw a set of wheels, a hot, sweet machine
When it flashed its sexy headlights, I gave it gasoline
Oh the sensation of the leather on my thighs and my butt
And the deep, dirty feel of the vibration in my gut
And now I need a sports car
With an extra seat for my guitar
If I could have it, I’d keep it cleaned and greased
And rev it up till it roars like a beast
Little red sports car
It’s had me so excited since it caught my eye
I don’t care that the mileage might be a little high
Oh the engine purrs so smoothly and it’s got a lot of class
With its sleek, slinky lines and the shiny lights of glass
I need a little sports car
With an extra seat for my guitar
If I could have it, I’d keep it cleaned and greased
And rev it up till it roars like a beast
Little red sports car
My love is cool and sensuous with stylish, racy wheels
Oh how good it feels…
Sports car, sports car...
with an extra seat for my guitar
If I could have it, I’d keep it cleaned and greased
And rev it up till it roars like a beast
I’ll buckle up and head out for the beach
In my sports car - sports car
River Ilse Morriss
Winter has gone - it was so long
And I am still caught in its wake
I’m not feeling up – I’m not feeling down
I’m just sick of the smile that I fake
There’s a jumble of thoughts, twisting my brain
Recurring dreams I cannot explain
I feel like a stone, lying unthrown
On the bank of a glistening stream
So spin me around –till I hear the sound
Of the waves and the wind in my hair
If you are my earth – I’ll be your sky
Between us there’s so much to share
My soul is bright in the light that you shed
You’re clear and vivid, inside my head
When life weighs me down, you come around
And carry me away….
You’re a river – I’m soaking up your verve
Feel your quiver – swimming in your surf
You’re a raging river – I’m going with your flow
Feel your torrent quiver
– and dive deep down, drift real slow
Time shared with you, is precious and true
And so soothing in moments of hurt
Wise or askew – funny or blue
I’m sleeping wrapped in your words
Fleeting dreams - when night turns to day
Visions of bliss – drifting away
But when I hold you close to my heart
You can make them stay
You’re a river.........
Way deep down Ilse Morriss
Jezebel is dancing with her long black hair
daring me to come out for a date with Lucifer
silently we walk along - together side by side
there’s a whisper in the darkness and a promise in the night
Jezebel keeps walking – another endless mile
through the clouds the moon reveals her devious little smile
there’s a black wind blowing – a somber, torrid heat
running through me like the fire of an unaccomplished need
Way deep down – beneath the lowest layer
dreams creep in to catch you in their maze
Way deep down – neither curse nor prayer
helps you see – through the haze
Jezebel is moving in a steady forward flow
all along I’m wondering how far she’ll make me go
walking down this strange path, where passion faces gloom
I see outlines of a figure in the pale light of the moon
Way deep down – beneath the lowest layer - dreams creep in – to catch you in their maze Way deep down – neither curse nor prayer helps you see – through the haze
Like an unasked question why - and the longing in an eye - An illusion so divine vivid pictures of the mind
Jezebel is fading into the breaking dawn
hovering above myself I feel a little torn
black turns grey and I’m alone with nothing left around
but the crackling of a fire and the hoof-prints on the ground
Way deep down .....
Just Here Ilse Morriss
Life’s a gas – you either laugh or choke on whether
it’s the cash – or just the evening news.
Just a flash – before they turn the lights off on your
final chance – to make your last excuse
We keep asking what’s the deal, I don’t think there’s a plan
And that’s the thrill – we just do the best we can
We’re - just here but noone asked us
So we make it up as we go along
We’re – just here with silly masks on
Playing hard to get – faking it
Life’s a ball – we kick and sometimes hit it home
we rise and fall - and question everything
Try to call - for help from God but He seems low
on love and all - delivery next spring.
Take the church for what it’s worth – politicians too
Pray for better times or let it be – it’s up to you
We’re – just here….
Life’s a bitch – but sometimes she’s so pretty she can
flip your switch – turn on your biggest smile,
make you rich – and take it all away till you jump
off a bridge – now, is it worth your while ?
When you strike the match to let your life go up in smoke
Don’t give up – just see it as a joke
We’re – just here….
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Jellyfish Wolfgang Kamm
The dragonship was sinking in the lake
The lighthouse-keeper made his first mistake
And so it was and so it goes - and no one knows
The maiden took the waiter by surprise
She took him by the hand and fed him pies
And soon he took her by the engine room
She rode his broom
Across the silent lake and through the wood
With rising speed just feeling good
Watch this great spirit move away - acceleration stay -
With me - there's something awfully wrong
With you - there's really nothing wrong
Within - love madness always makes its claim
For me - it has been really long
For you, you must be awfully strong
For certain I've been taught to take the blame.
As jellyfish are drowning in the air
The undertakers don't know what to wear
Sunflowers hiding from the day
Rewind and play
A life, a song, a game, a vote
In search of one discordant note
A doubt concealed with solemn coat
Sail in this leaky boat
With me - there's something awfully wrong.......
Don't fear a millstone cannot stop
A tear can be just any drop
I hear you giggle when I think of
Dragonships you bravely sailed with me
With me there's something awfully wrong.......
Stefan Maierhofer Michelle
Michelle - oh mama - let your husband go on
While he speaks in Alabama - let's try Kamasutra page 21
Michelle - oh mama - what does he mean to you?
So he arrives in Indiana - we arrive Kamasutra page 32
Michelle - oh mama - set your husband free
as he wins over Arizona - we reach Kamasutra page 43
Come over the ocean, my Bonnie, come over the sea pretty honey,
Deep inside I know you're clearly sure that you belong to me.
Michelle - oh mama - when does your aircraft arrive?
Let this fool seize Louisiana. let's scan Kamasutra page 65
Michelle - oh mama - gonna show you sensual pics
Take off your First Lady's pajamas - for Kamasutra, guess page 76
Come over the ocean, my Bonnie, come over the sea pretty honey,
Deep inside I know you're clearly sure that you belong to me
Oh yes you can....
Come over the ocean, my Bonnie, come over the sea pretty honey,
I know Deep inside you're clearly sure that you belong to me
Oh turn around and I'll be where ever you are
I'd bare my heart if you'd only promise to leave as much as a scar
We call ourselves the human race, but now and then the beast emerges
vanilla cream on your chocolate face keeps your skin young
chuck out your beauty case
Come over the ocean, my Bonnie.....