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Deaf, dumb, exposed

Lyrics: Nienke Gaastra

5 AM in a jazz club
the blue light hides my veins
this basement’s packed with unknown brands
musicians don’t need much

no one’s here to eat yesterday’s ham ’n cheese
no one’s left to snatch more cold beers
just did my gig and I gave it all away
now I’m deaf, dumb, exposed, but at ease

right now there’s no tomorrow
there’s not even a you
just the next two sets of full swing’s ahead
musicians don’t need much

and although I know this sound mood will go
I’m trying to hold on to it
turn of the light as I give it all away                                                                                                           
now I’m deaf, dumb, exposed, but at ease


Rosie

Lyrics: Nienke Gaastra

Ooh there she lies

In the window-bed
With her head
Turned away from me,
So you cannot tell
Who she
She will be
Rosie
Who’s your enemy
Who’s your friend
Can I trust you for today
Who are you today

The room looks pale
It breathes Dettol here
Clear the fear
Wipe identity
No history
Aware
But her hair’s been done
Hair’s been done
Tell me who are you today

Rosie
Who’s your enemy
Who’s your friend
Can I trust you for today
Who are you today
Are you asleep or just pretend
In a dream without an end
You can be the one you like
Rosie
Who do You
Want to be

Ooh there she lies
In the window-bed
Instead
She now stares at me,
And I can tell
That she
Doesn’t want to be
Doesn’t want to be
Rosie

Rosie
Who’s your enemy
Who’s your friend
This moment of the day


No matter what

Lyrics: Nienke Gaastra


I can’t believe I’m here
And I don’t plan to stay

In the hood we roomed and rumbled
I find myself astray

And though I should know better
Cause nothing stays the same

I’m looking for a boy
A boy who has my name

Cause we were knights and kings
Soldiers of the streets

Two boys but one heart
We wore it on our sleeves

So you fought butcher Benny
When he came after me

Shared dirt and dust and blood
No matter what

I can’t believe I’m here
We swore we would not stay

In the hood we lived and lingered
I feel like I’m betrayed

And though I should know better
Cause nothing stays the same

I’m looking for my brother
No matter what

Weed has overgrown
The stories of
All the stones
We used to know
Now I’m here
And I won’t
Leave you no
Oh no
But it’s your stone
It’s your stone
Your stone
That brings me home
No matter what
No matter what
No matter what

Modest man

Lyrics: Nienke Gaastra

Starts the car when it’s still dark
He's off to work at seven sharp
And he’s humming a song
Some one hit wonder
Humming along

Kissed the girls in morning stress
Wasn’t there something he should've said
Knows for sure she can’t take more
Don’t push, hush hush
Don’t ask too much

Oh he’s just a modest man
He’s only true to fate
The name of God is Destiny
And She’s doing all She can

They meet during coffee break
Tells her she’s like a star
She’s night and day to him
Just got it from that song
And if it feels so good
How can it be wrong

Yeah he’s just a modest man
He’s only true to fate
The name of God is Destiny
And She’s doing all She can

Had he been born
Somewhere else
He may have made
Something of himself

But he’s just a modest man
He’s only true to fate
The name of God is Destiny

And She’s doing all She can


Happy yesterday


(break)
Hang a green chilli
And a lime on a thread
Hang some garlic
It might help, so it is said                                        
Remove the evil eye                                                            
Get rid of all the why’s                                           
All the don’ts, all the do’s                                       
All the ought to’s                                                    
Rid of it all                                                               
Of it all                                                                    

Of it all


Martinez Move 4:51 am (album)

All lyrics: Nienke Gaastra

Cleopatra, Dreams of clay, Playmate, 4:51 am, Slick road, It's not true, Playmate (jazz)