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Songs from Yield (1996)

Shoot the crow

Wieder mal gehst du den selben Weg, den du schon so viele Jahre gehst, der selbe alte Dreck klebt an deinen Schuhn das selbe Gefühl läßt dich nicht ruhn. Wieder hat die Erde sich um die Sonne gedreht,du fühlst irgendwas läuft verkehrt, alles läuft über eiserne Geleise, jede Weiche ist gestellt auf deiner Reise.

‘Shoot the crow’

Und du fliegst auf Flügeln der Eintönigkeit durch dein Gefängnis der Sicherheit, dann siehst du die Sonne durch die Gitter scheinen, die Sehnsucht in dir beginnt zu keimen. Das Eis beginnt sich von deinem Geist zu trennen, deine Beine beginnen zu rennen, über Berge und Täler aus vergessenem Frust. Vielleicht springst du über die Schlucht!!! ‘...’

You can find new friends in this world and a place to live niver give au hope. The idea of your grandma flowers in her hair. Somebody is waiting somewhere. It´s time to free the whole human race. Nobody should live life in chains. The chains between you and me, black and white unite, let´s break free!!!

 

Tortoise farewell song

Now my friends it´s time to say ‘goodbye’ . Time with you was much to short. I know it makes no sense to cry, but I don´t give a damn about my tears.

‘ I know there comes a new day downing after the darkest night and I´m thinking of you  and I hope and I pray the dream will come true ‘

Out of your eyes, out of your head is almost the way it goes. I hope in this case it´s not like that wherever  you go in this world. ‘...’

I feel like knowing you my whole life throug but it was only for a few daaaaaays, now I´ve got a handful little papers with your addresses.  Is there a chance to meet you again?

 

Global suicide

Brotha death is dancing so free, so powaful like neva before. He´s everywhere at the same thime but our eyes are closed we can´t see him.

‘ Avoid this global suicide’

In da bread on your table he´s smiling , in the air ,that you breath. In da milk for your baby, in da wata that you drink. ‘...’

In this world there´s a lack of future, ...a lack of hope,... a lack of freedom,.. a lack of love. ‘...’

 

Your mind

There are many religions, oh religions all around the world, many gods, which one is the right? There are many politicians ..., many mutafukas, who tell only lies.

‘Free your mind, till the end of time, you still have some time’

There are many ideologies, philosophies, psychologies, big is the choice and which one is the best? And lots of  people have to run got to run , there is no time to rest. ‘...’

I was looking for the top of this neverending mountain and what I found was a deep black hole.

 

Pissed

The end of the 20th century, blood flows in streams, starvation there fat bellies here still slaves and slavery.

‘ I´m so pissed,´cause you´re still fighting’

Mountains of  bodies on my screen nearly blows my mind . Can´t believe that´s real what I see it´s a nightmare the whole mankind. ‘...’

Sandclass

Yeah I know you drive a fast car and you´re thinking about your pension. For the next 50 years you´ve got a perfect plan, everything the biggest dimension. There are no black spots in your CV, you´re ready for the big career. You never thought about the fact, that your end is maybe very near.

‘ Right behind you is a man, with a sandglass in his hand. He will take you home someday don´t know how much time is left baby for you’

Yeah I know you´ve got your Ph. D., your pockets are stuffed with big bucks. you are master in calculation, your life insurance earns you much. But nevertheless it won´t help you, when the hammer bangs. But man there´s no reason for desperation, it´s a guitar string on which your life hangs. ‘...’

 

Life goes

Once uoon a time the good king said ‘thou bring me a glass of wine’. His wicked brother brought some weird wine and that night the king died.

‘ Life goes strange ways, like a mofu show, right now, the same old game’.

He said ‘ my love, I will never ever leave you’. Now she´s glad to be alone without that arsehole in her home.

‘....’

Take a look into this mirror an old man is considering you. Where is your Youth, where are your dreams everything disapeared. ‘...’

And the old dead king is walking through the threshold, into the bright light and as he opened his old tired eyes, he lays in his cradle and cries.

 

Strange land

Don´t know how to live in this world made of troubles,...in this world of wars,... in this distruction,... in the age of fools!

‘Take me by your hand, let´s go to the promised land. Come along with me to this strange land across the seven seas and the mountains of sand. Deep into the purple sky. Green clouds are passing by’.

Thousands of moral laws killing my soul in this world full of lies. We eat the meat of our worlds poorest children. Sorrows and pain, I don´t know why. ‘...’

 

Yield

Two chicks are fighting ´bout a little worm. Worm doesn´t feel good, with two hens on it´s ends! Eagle starts flying, from it´s high mountain nest. Eagle chicks are hungry , mum´s looking for some food. Eagle is flying from high above. Two chicks are dying and there´s a very lucky worm.

Customsman

Just have left the plane with a heavy backpack and a guitar case. 12  hours in a flying jail, friends are waiting at the airport exit. First I have to go through this counter, a man with a police uniform. What da hell he considers me from head to toes.

‘ Yo, please mister customsman, let me in! I don´t sell drugs, I´m not a murderer and I don´t abuse little children!’

A friend of mine came for a visit to Krautland. I wanted to pick him up from the railway station. After two hours he arrived, with cold sweat on his hands. The coulour of his skin was too dark for the policeman. ‘...’

Hope there comes a day every human being has a place to stay in this world. Open the gates, break the barriers, borders have to disapear! Open up your mind, no excuses, we are the same the rich and the poorest! Go to places, you want to be, speak the language, you want to speak! Make new friends it´s so easy and forget all this crab of your lying leaders!!!!

 

DG

One year ago, I sent you a tape of mine, I´m still waiting for your response. I know the sound was fuckin´ bad  but I can´t understand your ignorance. Are you sitting in your living room and listning to my CD, always remember it´s not yours, you stole it from me!

‘ Mister DG stole my CD and he never ever gives it back to me. I´m sorry for you and I´m crying!’

Teenage dreams are calling me ‘become a rock´n´roll starr’ sell your music sell your soul you can get very far.

To be honest the whole shit is a big bad disguise. Who´s responsable, why the revolution died? ‘...’

... I´m so sad, so unhappy...Where is the gun where are the bullets?????????

 

Dancing on the rainbow

Come on child, we´re dancing on the rainbow. The sun promised us a good time. Your eyes are so beautyful, I    I want to dive deep into them. Down to the ground of your truth.

 

Stolen brain

Hey man, I want to get out of this dirty room there´s no space for me and you at all. Want to see the blue sky, want to breath frest air, flowers are growing everywhere.

‘There´s a man with a stolen brain and the key is in his hand’

Hey man please go out of my way, I know what´s right or wrong for me. I don´t want to follow your special plan, your shouting is done in vain. ‘...’

I don´t wanna discuss my problems with you it´s hell, I feel  like in a prison cell, this room has no window,  there´s no hole in the wall, there is only this fuckin´ door.

 

Toleranz

Guten Tag, buenos dias, wie geht es Dir? There´s  no time to lose, my dear! C’est la vie, c’est la vie ich weiß es genau, ich will euch was erklärn, but I don’t know how. Stop the cliché and the prejudices, wir brauchen kein Klischee und keine Vorurteile! Parlez la langue comme tu veux. Ich kann’s nicht gut but I don’t care.

‘ Toleranz, nicht halb sondern ganz’.

Und die Andern, die zu uns kommen von nah und fern. I’d like to kennenlearn. Yellow, noire, braun oder rot. Ein bißchen Farbe tut uns gut! Nur die braunen Ratten in unserem Schatten müssen wir vertreiben oder meiden. Say ‘No’ to da mufu Nazi-Pack,

Ihr gehört zu Euerm Führer ins Grab.   â€˜...’

Wir habens in der Hand, ob nach dem Rand dieser Schlucht noch ein Weg für uns nach außen geht, into Futureworld, peaceful and green. Es wird nur noch die Liebe regiern. Begin today there’s not much time, to change our mind.Es wär geil würden ein paar von Euch das verstehn(...)