Schlagwort-Archive: Katzenjammer

Katzenjammer und Ben Caplan – Fairytale of New York

 

Mein Lieblingslied zu Weihnachten. 🙂

It was Christmas eve, babe
In the drunk tank
An old man said to me
Won’t see another one

Then he sang a song
The rare ‚Old Mountain Dew‘
I turned my face away
And dreamed about you

Got on a lucky one
Came in eighteen to one
I had a feeling that years
For me and you

Said, „Happy Christmas
I love you, baby
I can see a better time
When all our dreams come true“

They got cars, big as bars
They got rivers of gold
But the wind blows right through you
It’s no place for the old

When I first took your hand
All your fingers were blue
Well, I promised you Broadway
Was waiting for you

I was handsome, you were pretty
Queen of New York city
When the band finished playing
They howled out for more

Sinatra was swinging
All the drunks, they were singing
And we kissed on a corner
Danced through the night

And the boys of the NYPD choir
Were singing, ‚Galway Bay‘
And the bells were ringing out
For Christmas day

Be a bum, it was a clutter
And smell like the gutter
While sad broken promises
Lay with the trash

Every cold chilly night
We’d end up in a fight
And I’d pray as you’d yell
That as train rattled past

And the boys of the NYPD choir
Still singing, ‚Galway Bay‘
And the bells were ringing out
Christmas day

I could have been someone
Say, so could anyone
That I took your dreams from you
When you first found me

But I kept them with me, babe
I put them with my own
Can’t make it all alone
Built my dreams around you

It’s Christmas eve again
In the drunk tank
I’m an old man now
I won’t see another one

So I’ll sing a song
And sleep when I’m through
Dream of another life
Where all our dreams came true

 


Katzenjammer meet Genesis – Land of Confusion

I must have dreamed a thousand dreams
Been haunted by a million screams
But I can hear the marching feet
They’re moving into the street

Now, did you read the news today?
They say the danger has gone away
But I can see the fire’s still alight
They’re burning into the night

There’s too many men, too many people
Making too many problems
And there’s not much love to go around
Can’t you see this is a land of confusion?

This is the world we live in
And these are the hands we’re given
Use them and let’s start trying
To make it a place worth living in

Oh, superman, where are you now?
When everything’s gone wrong somehow?
The men of steel, these men of power
Are losing control by the hour

This is the time, this is the place
So we look for the future
But there’s not much love to go around
Tell me why this is a land of confusion

This is the world we live in
And these are the hands we’re given
Use them and let’s start trying
To make it a place worth living in

I remember long ago
When the sun was shining
And all the stars were bright all through the night
In the wake of this madness, as I held you tight
So long ago

I won’t be coming home tonight
My generation will put it right
We’re not just making promises
That we know we’ll never keep

There’s too many men, too many people
Making too many problems
And there’s not much love to go round
Can’t you see this is a land of confusion?

Now, this is the world we live in
And these are the hands we’re given
Use them and let’s start trying
To make it a place worth fighting for

This is the world we live in
And these are the names we’re given
Stand up and let’s start showing
Just where our lives are going to


Katzenjammer, Ben Caplan And The Trondheim Soloists – Fairytale Of New York

It was christmas eve babe
In the drunk tank
An old man said to me: won’t see another one
And then they sang a song
The rare old mountain dew
I turned my face away and dreamed about you

Got on a lucky one
Came in eighteen to one
I´ve got a feeling
This year´s for me and you
So happy christmas
I love you baby
I can see a better time
Where all our dreams come true.

They got cars big as bars
They got rivers of gold
But the wind goes right through you
It´s no place for the old
When you first took my hand on a cold christmas eve
You promised me broadway was waiting for me
You were handsome you were pretty
Queen of new york city when the band finished playing they yelled out for more
Sinatra was swinging all the drunks they were singing
We kissed on a corner
Then danced through the night.

And the boys from the NYPD choir were singing Galway Bay
And the bells were ringing out for christmas day.

You´re a bum you´re a punk
You´re an old slut on junk
Lying there almost dead on a drip in that bed
You scumbag you maggot
You cheap lousy faggot
Happy christmas your arse I pray god it´s our last.

And the boys of the NYPD choir’s still singing Galway Bay
And the bells were ringing out
For christmas day.

I could have been someone
Well so could anyone
You took my dreams from me
When I first found you
I kept them with me babe
I put them with my own
Can´t make it out alone
I´ve built my dreams around you

And the boys of the NYPD choir’s still singing Galway Bay
And the bells are ringing out
For christmas day.

Das Orginal 🙂 auch schön!


Katzenjammer – I Will Dance (When I Walk Away)


ganz unten das offizielle Musikvideo. Super!

In our cold and empty house
I lingered now for far too long
I vainly held the rosary
To pray you’d stay with me a while

But nothing seems to keep me here
The way it used to do before
This time it’s me that’s leaving you
I’ll never turn around

(Bridge)
Cause when the laughter’s gone
I know I must be moving on

(Refrain)
And I will dance when I walk away
Oh, I’m gonna sing
I won’t beg or pray
I will dance when I walk away
Oh, I’m gonna sing
I won’t beg or pray
No more

(Verse 2)
I’m standing at the crossroads now
The fields of opportunity
I’m ready to go anywhere
I’m full of hope and full of fear

And bridges back have all been burned

And freedom has been duly earned
I’ll remember why I’ve gone
Remember where I’m coming from

(Bridge)
Oh, when the laughter’s gone, uuhuu
I know I must be moving on

(Refrain)
And I will dance when I walk away
Oh, I’m gonna sing
I won’t beg or pray
I will dance when I walk away
Oh, I’m gonna sing
I won’t beg or pray

(Interlude)
And now I leave my mask with you
The part I played I never knew
Tonight you’re alone

(Refrain) [3x]
And I will dance when I walk away
Oh, I’m gonna sing
I won’t beg or pray
I will dance when I walk away
Oh, I’m gonna sing
I won’t beg or pray

Oh, this is not a home for me


25-07-2010 – Katzenjammer in Düsseldorf


29-06-2010 – Katzenjammer – Demon kitty rag


31-05-2010 Katzenjammer – Bar in Amsterdamm

Nine hours passed and how long will it last
said the man with the plan and a gun in his hand.
He´s scared but prepared it might be as he feared
are they still in control and safe behind the wall.
This evening´s too quiet, oh, we need a real riot
to shake and to break and to bite like a snake.
We´re stuck in this attic so bored and so static
tomorrow they´ll ask us to throw off our masks.

But the storm is a´coming ´cross the hills tonight
like a vain full of rain to the
hearts that should fight.
The storm is a´coming ´cross the hills tonight
like a vain full of rain to the
hearts that should fight.

Mary´s like me she´s a loser to be
got a lock on her door and a bed on the floor.
You will know they will win and then they´ll come in.
There´s nothing you could say to lead them astray.

We still live in silence like sworn threats of violence.
I long for an end and it´s coming round the bend.
If we live through this night and we´d still be alright.
We´d flee to Siam or a bar in Amsterdam.

But the storm is a´coming ´cross the hills tonight
like a vain full of rain to the
hearts that should fight.
The storm is a´coming ´cross the hills tonight
like a vain full of rain to the
hearts that should fight.


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