Hommage an den alten Hut


Once upon a time you dressed so fine you threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn’t you? People’d call beware doll –


You’ve gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely But you know you only used to get juiced in it (…) You said you never compromise With the mystery tramp But now you realize –


You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns When they all come down and did tricks for you You never understood that it aint’t no good You sholdn’t let other people get your kicks for you.

Cinderella, she seems so easy

„It takes one to know one,“ she smiles

And puts her hands in her back pockets

Bette Davis style

And in comes Romeo, he’s moaning

„You Belong to Me I Believe“

And someone says, „You are in the wrong place my friend

You better leave“

And the only sound that’s left

Is Cinderella stepping on

Desolation Row