- Bye summertime
- Does it matter
- Down to the ground
- Endless catwalks in the rain
- Fallen leaders
- Flip the bird
- Half an hour
- I had that dream again
- In retrospect
- I 'm playing the strings tonight
- It's art
- Out of ideas
- Palindrome Hannah
- Robin Hood Hills
- The moon and me
- Theodor
- Train smile
- Twenty twenty vision
- You're the hero
Bye summertime
remember the summertime
when all the cars drew by
remember the summertime
you and I and a big purple sky
bye, bye, bye summertimeremember the stars and flies
the festival surprise
remember the greatest singer
she was the cutest in the band
bye, bye, bye summertimewe where the greatest in the world
we broke the law word by word
you drew faster then the train
we smelled the asphalt in the rain
we got drunk on beer and stars
ate the moon and played guitar
you screamed sing for what it's worth
then play The Tallest Man On Earth
for dessertremember summertime
the collercoaster ride
remember the summertime
you and I and a big apple pie
bye, bye, bye summertime
I'll wait a lifetime until next time
bye, bye, bye summertimeDoes it matter
guess I have to clean it all up now, put it all back
I will never be the same again, I tell you that
I will start with this one, to slowly go to the other
in alphabetical order, one after another
you say that some day its all gonna be better
does it matterthe doctor sew me up and said: man! you really need to talk
one step at the time, boy, you can hardly walk
we better put an end to these dark mean sons of bitches
they've given you a hard time now and a thousand stitches
I don't promise gold, but its all gonna be better
does it matterI will buy the last minute ticket to the morning train
I 'll hope you rolled the red ball of thread out to help me find the way
read books to polish brains, maybe climb the roof to feel the force
but I have to clean it all up first, of course
it's gonna make a difference, it's all gonna be better
does it matterDown to the ground
I went into a store the other day
said hey, witch is the nearest way
to père lachaise where everyone
carves in their names then fall to the ground
down, down, down, down to the groundI went along the boulevard
the cashier from the store followed me along
down to the ground
down, down, down, down to the groundand I where out of touch of every one
I where in the secrets of my mind
like that writers block when the pages yearning
a firefighter running out of water when the buildings burning
I am the pilgrim twirling down
to the groundby the side street end, a navy bar
a monsieur with his friends where playing the guitar
he sang his song and they all went along
la la la la la la lathrough the painters square,
over le petit pont, into le mazet
oh, we will find our needle in the hey
cause we will burn all hey awayI where out of touch of every one
I where in the secrets of my mind
like that tightrope walker on the barb wire
two people making love without a decent hint of desire
I am the bowing crashing down
to the groundin the middle of the twilight our torch where burning wild
we finally stood before what we where looking for
oh, mr jim please sing your song
alabama song we promise will all sing along
then all we heard was a whispering star
show me the way to the next whiskey bar
the pouring rain applauded while he said
take a nap in the tub then rest your headI where out of touch of every one
I where in the secrets of my mind
like that astronaut with the traveling fever
that lost blind man without his golden retriever
we are the towers crashing down
to the groundEndless catwalks in the rain
five years older, said and done
face down, stretched out in the sun
five days later still no shower
lonesome princess in the tower
every morning, feels the same
endless catwalks in the rainchubby fingers dip a chip in a jar
first date couple getting of in car
sneak the door man, hang 'em high
mama, be my alibI !
every evening ends the same
endless catwalks in the rainpull down the sun and choke the shower
kill the princess in the tower
smash the jar, set the car on fire
hang the door man even higher
every lifetime ends the same
endless catwalks in the rainFallen leaders
four old conceded leaders
fallen from molded evil
four reasons to start bleeding
tempt me to feed my feeling
I roll my eyes to their faith
and their gracethree days as modest convict
my Walkman plays my verdict
two years of heavenly rewind
through my mindand you don't know what to do
and you don't know if its trueseventeen million people
share their condition equal
I plug my bowel to their faith
and their graceand you don't know what to do
and you don't know if its trueFlip the bird
mister, they say you ran out of time
but hollowness, and beer is not a crime
listen, they still worship all your words
you just don't feel the breath of all bastardsdon't is a mean word
the worst I ever heard
it is so absurd
smile and flip the bird
mister, flip the birdlady, they say he have never done
nothing to help you and your unborn son
lady, even when your son was born
they said you could never be on your ownnever is a mean word
worst I ever heard
it is so absurd
smile and flip the bird
lady, flip the birdsister, you still grief your made up twin
They say you grief your loss of lovin'
sister, they say you need therapy
you won't ever survive in your fantasyever is a mean word
the worst I ever heard
it is so absurd
smile and flip the bird
sister, flip the birdhoney, how could you provide, they blame
I am strong and diligent, you claim
it is my destiny, can't you see?
the future you wish, couldn't ever bebe is a mean word
the worst I ever heard
it is so absurd
smile and flip the bird
honey, flip the birdold man, they say you must leave your home
you claim, you still find your living room
old man you're way past your twilight years
you may spend your life lonely in tearslonely is a mean word
the worst I ever heard
it is so absurd
smile and flip the bird
old man, flip the birdjust unscramble and you win
in right order they fall in
Don't. Never. Ever. Be. Lonely
Don't. Never. Ever. Be. Lonely
S.A.F.T.B.
S.A.F.T.B.Half an hour
half an hour - can bring the beat back to the sheets
half an hour - can bring the ground back to your feet
I am no John Doe - just because I don't know what to do
I am no John Doe - just because I don't do what you do
I have a favour in mind
why don't you lay me down and turn my heat up highhalf an hour - can fill the beaches up with sand
half an hour - can make the stubborn understand
I am no Jim Jones - just becaus I aint a friend of yours
I am no Jim Jones - just because I aint a fan of yours
I have a favour in mind
oh take me anywhere and make me walk on airI was sailing on your seventh sea as I went down the drain
I was climbing up your olive tree and I went down again
I dont want to talk about these feelings anymore
how can sleep if you keep knocking on my door
I have a favour in mind
why don't you make me sway and take my breath awayI had that dream again
I had a dream about grandma again
pinching, needles and fallin' again
I had a dream about grandma again
followed the seasons with grandma againI had a dream about singin' again
made a red record and grinnin' again
I had a dream about singin' again
ten tracks of anthrax, singin' againI had a dream about inherit a house
twenty four bedrooms and a cat and a house
I had a dream about inherit a house
consciousness crashin' all around in the houseI had a dream about killing my wife
pull her off and slice her up with a knife
I had a dream about kilin' my wife
knocking her out and takin' her lifeI had a dream about fallin' in love
two cups of Roibos and honey of love
I had a dream about fallin' in love
two different people and two kinds of loveIn retrospect
I wish I was five again
to play with my best friend
on the lawnI wish I was five again
until the end
'til I dieand wish I was called upon
I wish that I had it all
like beforeI miss my pedal car
through the corridor
of our houseI miss my blue navy shirt
I wish to sit in dirt
with a bucket and spadeand I wish I was five again
to play with my best friend
in the rainI 'm playing the strings tonight
the figure on my straight lined paper
the rough face with a grin glance through my mind
room 67 is twirling in my head
who lays stranded in my bedthe cunning clock raped my time and vanished
this bottle won't give me luck until it is finished
don't break up dawn to drive me far away
just let me playnothing can stop me from playing the strings tonight
none can pull me away from the strings tonight
it will be alright
I 'm playin' the strings tonightyou aimed you canon at my second fragile sense
to capture and hide for defense
the phone keeps ringin' for the worry in my head
who wants me deadthe reason to be filled with laughter
is fading to the thinnest weakest string
but who will recognize the gemstones in my crown
when this song is sungnothing can stop me from playing the strings tonight
none can pull me away from the strings tonight
it will be alright
I 'm playing the strings tonightIt's art
she asked me; what's your favorite female body part
I can't make up my mind, let's throw a dart
let's be frank now, an answer or a tweak
the shape of an eyebrow or a dimple in the cheekit's art
it's hard
but it is artanna had an accident, she was burned in the fire
lost both her hands, the ones she desire
what do you miss most the piano or guitar
to show me the finger or driving your dads carit's art
it's hard
but it is artalone in the window with a headache writing songs
he sings about art and claims that nothings wrong
why do you do it you can't even say
cause all that you wonder is when you're gonna fade awayit's art
in my heart
it's artOut of ideas
I am running out of ideas
I 'm running down the hill with my broken spear
aimin' for the million dollar queen
I miss her by an inch, but hit my neighbour in the spleen
I am runnin'down to the grosary store
to buy their last package of happy pills, sure
I 'm running back soon to get more
cause I still feel the same as I did before
all these years
after all these years
all these years
I 'm out of ideasis there a place on earth for someone like me
down in the basement in someones drawer I 'll see
the light as I reach for the deapth
if im lycky I will find someones breath
all these years
after all these years
all these years
I 'm out of ideasI 'm runnin' down my broken dream
running out of time you see, I 'm naked
every single day will scream don't get up tp pleasure me, I 'm naked
all these years
all these years
all these years
out of ideasPalindrome Hannah
your name is a palindrome and you are to
you're all the same ether way
you smile the whole way to your party
that will end your dayyour life is spelled wrong, you don't bother
not now anyway
you will end up broken hearted
but you won't feel the painyour name is a palindrome and you are to
your all the same ether way
you could crash, but live for ever
and always stay the sameyou're the sunrise and the sunset
the twilight and the dawn
you're the devil and the child of god
but you always spells the sameyour name is a palindrome and you are to
you're all the same ether way
you smile the whole way to your party
hannah was your nameRobin Hood Hills
Martha is waiting for evaluation
while David is cheating on he's weekend vacation
uncredited actor, non educated doctor
the brother is grieving he's mothers attention
the brother is fretting he's mothers attentionwhile artificial mind grow thinner
Blessed he's will through an upscale dinner
May the second of devastation
of what should be a hero of a whole generation
of what should stand a model for a whole generationthe father the son the ghost as well
infusing the whirl of Ambassador hotel
In terms of indulgence, far from heaven
returning the key of room two three seven
returning the gun of room two three sevenbreath me o sleep and do what you're told
jump to the news of the story you unfold
Stop brag about your lack of you untold skills
Compare with the murder at the Robin Hood hills
Compare with the children of the Robin Hood hills
Robin Hood hills...The moon and me
wonderin' where im going to
to reveal what I 'm looking for
blowin' while I 'm balancin'
blowing while you count me inone two
one two three four
one two three four
where did your dream goshrinking in to my shoes
sinking while I sing my blues
blowing while I 'm walking in
blowing while you count me inone two
one two three four
one two three four
where did your dream goguess I get used to the moon
guess I get used to the moon
guess I get used to the moon
guess I get used to the moonTheodor
with a rag stuffed in you mouth
they will pull you down
until time fades your shouting outwith a stingray in your mind
who will sting you now
until the barb finds your fragile spinetheodor salve your problems now
theodor keep our heads up high
theodor will not break apart
theodor he will stand up tallthey would sign up with a lie
for a laugh in the sun
they would sigh up anytime
with there barb wire neck
they will cash your check
to buy their loss of fame backtheodor salve your problems now
theodor keep our heads up high
theodor will not break apart
theodor he will stand up tallTrain smile
now that you killed me I thought I would write you a song
I never did one before, but it will soon come along
you drove me out out in the night in my Opel record
tied me up hard to the railroad track and played me three chordsthen took a polaroid picture and said I have to go now
I promise to frame it and hold it where ever I go now
then left me alone on the track on my back like a bug
I saw your shadow fade from the ground to the fogbogart with no smoke
smoke without fire
fire with no glow
glow without desire
desire without bob
bob without a mind
a mind without heart
heart without style
train smilethere I was dressed in a suit and tie the fourth of july
focused a glance at the stars on a party in the sky
I screamed for attention and brightest glanced over his shoulder
your time has come boy, you ain't gettin' no oldersoon I 'll be the biggest fire work you've seen in this town
but then I 'll get a big meal, a bath and a bottle of whine
and probably a warm bed, a woman and peace with the lord
all you get is a picture, a song and a opel recordbogart with no smoke
smoke without fire
fire with no glow
glow without desire
desire without bob
bob without a mind
a mind without heart
heart without style
train smileTwenty twenty vision
every time I turn around I fall asleep
the road I 'm traveling is a blur
theres no glasses in this whole wide world
to compensate the vision of that blurthe car I 'm riding he is old and blind
but kind enough to lead the way
every time an exit road has passed us by
the entrance fee I can't paygive me back my twenty twenty vision
I can't make no decent decision
give me back my twenty twenty vision
I see no outlines anymoretime pass me by day by day year by year
don't review my fear
and when I tell my crystal ball to show my dear
no one will appearbut I will remember
the last day of December
had my expending pants on
after the midnight rumble
I met the blue eyed thunder
she burned my eyes with her gleam
and since that day I met her
my life is stuck in a blur
acuity set me freegive me back my twenty twenty vision
I can't make no decent decision
give me back my twenty twenty vision
I see no outlines anymoreYou're the hero
on your journey home, resting on a stone
soon to fade away, banned from every daythe turn from peace to war, you're courage said it all
until evil was released within the iron beastand every single day now
the tomb stone cries your name
surrounded by the night
you where dazzled by the night
chance was your last fight
in to the head light
we will follow
cause your the heroone last single breath, into a certain death
the shadow by the wheel, a heart of steeluntil the morning sun, the iron beast ha won
but the shadow was confined and haunted by your mindand every single day now
the tomb stone cries your name
surrounded by the night
you where dazzled by the night
chance was your last fight
in to the head light
we will follow
cause your the heroAll songs by Hector Projector www.hectorprojector.com