Picture of a Picture (Songtext)

Noch einmal ein Songtext, den ich den späten achtziger Jahren verfasst habe und der viel gesungen worden ist. Ich habe ihn gefunden und ihn sofort als "typisch" eingestuft. Das Indirekte, Groteske, Paradoxe jener Zeit steckt darin. Sich "ein Bild von etwas machen" heißt nicht unbedingt, über etwas bescheid zu wissen. Es ist vielmehr ein Modell des Erkennens, nicht mehr. Hoffentlich habe ich ihn richtig abgeschrieben von der handschriftlichen Vorlage.

PICTURE OF A PICTURE


An idea, the picture of a picture
welcome in my palace of emotions
the guru at the door says goodbye
come into the church and lay down on the floor
Im gonna make love to my honey
Dance on a fountain, where's its source?
You said, you're a femme fatale
tell me, is it romantic?
We've got to pay one day


No regret, no love all over
no warmth, no trust, no money
faith, devotion, the picture of a picture
too much idiots, mist in their mind
tell me, who are you, what's your name?
I gotta laugh, drink your whiskey
I'm not the one to kill you
to talk it out, I don't have a way
tell me a reason and I'm gonna stay


Take away those little fools
they don't know what they are knowing
I don't want to be the lover no more
no more the one, you know all over
you know the fire is still burning


I've done my best to understand
been on my knees and I've cried
sometimes there's a thought in the air
love is a bad and strange movie
a ten-pence ticket for an illusion
we trust in a soapbubble
Make up your mind, there's so much to do
no more paranoia, neurotic rats

nibbling at you, when you're down