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| Blonde on Blonde - 03 Visions of Johanna |
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Visions of Johanna
Ain't it just like the night to play tricks
when you're tryin' to be so quiet?
We sit here stranded, though we're all doin'
our best to deny it
And Louise holds a handful of rain, temptin'
you to defy it
Lights flicker from the opposite loft
In this room the heat pipes just cough
The country music station plays soft
But there's nothing, really nothing to turn
off
Just Louise and her lover so entwined
And these visions of Johanna that conquer my
mind
In the empty lot where the ladies play
blindman's bluff with the key chain
And the all-night girls they whisper of
escapades out on the "D" train
We can hear the night watchman click his
flashlight
Ask himself if it's him or them that's really
insane
Louise, she's all right, she's just near
She's delicate and seems like the mirror
But she just makes it all too concise and too
clear
That Johanna's not here
The ghost of 'lectricity howls in the bones
of her face
Where these visions of Johanna have now taken
my place
Now, little boy lost, he takes himself so
seriously
He brags of his misery, he likes to live
dangerously
And when bringing her name up
He speaks of a farewell kiss to me
He's sure got a lotta gall to be so useless
and all
Muttering small talk at the wall while I'm in
the hall
How can I explain?
Oh, it's so hard to get on
And these visions of Johanna, they kept me up
past the dawn
Inside the museums, Infinity goes up on trial
Voices echo this is what salvation must be
like after a while
But Mona Lisa musta had the highway blues
You can tell by the way she smiles
See the primitive wallflower freeze
When the jelly-faced women all sneeze
Hear the one with the mustache say, "Jeeze
I can't find my knees"
Oh, jewels and binoculars hang from the head
of the mule
But these visions of Johanna, they make it
all seem so cruel
The peddler now speaks to the countess who's
pretending to care for him
Sayin', "Name me someone that's not a
parasite and I'll go out and say a prayer for
him"
But like Louise always says
"Ya can't look at much, can ya man?"
As she, herself, prepares for him
And Madonna, she still has not showed
We see this empty cage now corrode
Where her cape of the stage once had flowed
The fiddler, he now steps to the road
He writes ev'rything's been returned which
was owed
On the back of the fish truck that loads
While my conscience explodes
The harmonicas play the skeleton keys and the
rain
And these visions of Johanna are now all that
remain
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Affichage : 87610
Durée : 453 s |
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JOHANNA ZEUL - HEY FREMDER
BALCONYTV.DE 26/03/2008
PRÄSENTIERT VON JOHANNA LEUSCHEN
Hey Fremder! Dass Johanna auch anders als
raubtierisch wild kann, hat sie heute
bravourös bewiesen. Johanna macht sich
daran, Deutschland zu erobern - vor kurzem in
München, bald in Berlin, und heute erst mal
auf dem Balkon. Die Zeitungen loben sie
verständlicherweise in den höchsten Tönen
und so bleibt abzuwarten, wo wir Johanna in
einiger Zeit sehen werden. Allen Hamburgern
bleibt momentan nichts anderes übrig, als
öfter mal in ihren Blog bzw. Podcast
reinzugucken - da gibt's viel zu lesen,
hören und sehen. Viel Spaß!
http://www.johannazeul.de/
http://www.myspace.com/johannazeul
Bis morgen, Fremder!
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Affichage : 6067
Durée : 364 s |
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