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                                                             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.....