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Here you can find Tim Scott McConnell's translations of the Norwegian lyrics of the "Maestro" album. Shirin
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Oh Meyer, give me a kiss
Give me a new spring
It’s boiling right underground
We dance hard like a steamroller
Whistle through the holes in manhole covers
We knock you out, when we think you’ve had enough
Oh Meyer, give me a kiss
Give me a new spring
And I have read the manual, I know your Abc's
It’s all-relative, it just depends on who’s watching
You can make a phone call and I’ll never work here again
But I know I still have work
I know I have a job in the KGB.
It’s not over 'till the fat lady sings
You know something’s going on
When my fathers' chair is rocking
Read the writing on the poster
See who’s walking down your street this very moment
It’s not over 'till the fat lady sings
I see what I have created
And count the lives that have been wasted
What before was balanced
Has become unbalanced
But, time has been kind to my handiwork
I’ve laid it brick by brick
I’ve stood on the bow
And steered the ship straight
I’ve risen in the ranks
And broken some bones
But, my conscience is clear
Swing your hammer, till father calls you in
Take a room number, but don’t mix it with mine
Maestro
Oh Clementine, if only you were mine
And had not committed yourself
You would have been a part
In what will become the Flamingo Dynasty
Hello there.
Can you see who’s standing here?
Can you see who’s smiling now?
Try and guess once
See if my smile rings a bell
It’s all over when you hear the devils' countdown
It’ll break you, you can hear it rattle
You can hear it break
You missed your train
No one here’s cured
Everything comes to a conclusion
Finally you crack
They break you in the end
Your attempt is unsuccessful
Your intentions shelved
Who is it now that’s broken?
Bom di di bom di di
We’ll break you in the end
Come for a last stroll in the garden
Today’s the day
Pull a rabbit from your hat
Lay down your flowers
Row to shore, your names on this stone
They’ll break you
You can hear it rattle
You can hear it breaking
Instrumental
I have problems with sending the shipment through the post
My contact, found a weakness in the distribution
Pinched by the man, because of a leak
Smoke him out of your house and up from the basement
I have problems with the system, but I have a man in the Vatican
You can change your name and your clothes, Maestro
Play tag, and the Maestro is it
Smile, smile in your Blitz Rain, baby
Tomorrow, everyone will know who you are
You’re on the cover of a magazine
I have problems within the system
But I have a man in the bureau
You can change your name and your clothes, Maestro
Play tag, and the Maestro is it
Put me in your ward
Commit me to the clinic
I’m sure I’m crazy
They took from me everything I was
Commit me. Commit me to the clinic
'Cause, I’ll never regain what’s been lost
It happened, as you predicted
It all happened just as you predicted it would
Now, you’ll never see me again
You were never mine
But, I’m forever yours
Commit me
Tell the world that I am sick, doctor
You are my benefactor
Give me verification
At Dieter Meyers institution
Commit me
I have no control over my sleeping habits
Rule after rule to follow and memorize
There, you see how it goes
See what has become of me
No one knows me anymore
Give me back some of the old me
Always tread softly
I am half a man, and it shows
Now I want some of you
You are my salvation
Thanks for your donation
I must be committed
To Dieter Meyers Institution
Two thousand degrees, beads of sweat on my forehead
The air circulates many meters above the ground
A dried out carcass hangs firmly on the fence
Goose bumps, it means something’s going to happen
“Millimeter precision”, it said in the sub-heading
It’s a hundred years, since I trusted the press
It was a picture taken by the KGB, which was manipulated
I tell you, that it wasn’t me. It was not me
You believe you can see things so clearly
I’m not saying a word, until I get a lawyer
A second feels like a minute in here
A minute like an hour, an hour like a day
And you think you see things so clearly
I’m not saying a word, until I get a lawyer
At the Delicatessen, the cream of the crop, are sitting
They have lived exclusively for each of our presidents
And the nation, this nation
Stands forever and always, in their debt
Take Vincent, he smuggled a suitcase full of documents
Safely under his arms when he escaped
Out of the country. Out of the country
Escaped the country on a train hand cart
You should have taken us to a priest
Rather than back to the Delicatessen
What good are medals on our suits
When we lie here at the Delicatessen
Is this a life? Is this a life?
Do you call this a life, here at the Delicatessen?
They will never release us
Illusion is a part of the process
Here at the Delicatessen
Oh Johanna. Thank god for Johanna
She was like a flower growing out of the concrete
At the Delicatessen
At Johanna’s it was always warm
When the institution became too cold
Deep in the recesses of Dieter Meyer sat Clementine
No cure seemed to work, medicine, least of all
For, there is no cure for a broken heart
Certainly, not after what he did
So, Clementine put on her party dress
And the perfume‘Mango’
And played her banjo
And she sang;
“My Darling, where are you tonight?
My Darling, come meet me in my dreams
On my neck is the scent of Mango
If you were my man now
We could have danced and danced
A devil of a tango”
But, for Senor Flamingo, it was a win-win situation
Either Clementine became his wife, his everything
Or he would commit her five years to the institution
And she said; “People don’t even take payment,
To snuff out a match like you.” Like she said;
“It will all come to pass, sooner or later you break,
they always break you in the end”
They say we smuggle diamonds
But, they’re imagining things
You know papa has permission
He’s your electrician when the power goes
Some are happy with what they get
But, why settle for that?
If you want me to clear your name, I need money
So we lost some patients
You act like the third world war just broke out
You know that things just happen
Being alive is dangerous business
You need the right man in the right place
You’ve always got those who don’t listen
And of course that has its consequences
Papa has permission
More than anyone else
He sits when the rest stand
Papa has permission
He’s there for the starting shot
He’s your repairman
When your watch stops
Papa, I swear to you now
I hope I’m always yours
You can always trust me
Your words are my song of praise
For you, I’d walk through fire
When all is false
When all is false, you are my truth
You’re my wine and my water
Come on down, so you can see what happens
When one gram, and than another, becomes two
Don’t speculate, it’s not as easy as that
And don’t even try to figure out,
Why no one sees what you see
Watch a revue depicting your life
It’s a tragic waste of time
And everybody is paid in full
Auction in Dieter Meyers Hall tonight
You should never have pushed your luck
And pissed him off
Auction in Dieter Meyers Hall tonight
You should have never pushed your luck
See where it’s gotten you
Don’t argue, don’t take it so lightly
And just forget about figuring out
Why no one sees what you see
Dance, this is your chance
Tell us what you meant, when you lied
You talk their talk.
Who is your Daddy?
Look what the cat dragged in
Thinks he hit bulls eye
Shot himself in the foot, cant walk straight
Look what the cat dragged in
It was a filthy campaign
You turned people against each other
You smell of burnt chestnut
Look what the cat dragged in
It was on your shift, Director, on your shift
You never used the stairs
You rode the elevator
You used small print in the contract
That was the drop (that made the cup overflow)
You never should’ve taken the elevator
The cat dragged you in
Than disappeared like the wind
Now I’m putting you on display
So that everyone who looks
Through the window of my studio,
sees you… They see you
And some sunny day,
A man will walk by
And look in at you with a devilish smile
Me… that’ll be me