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The World According to Nina

Posted by Baron on March 28, 2010
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Chatter Magazine – August 1995
Interview by Michael Roche

Photos by Lucas Muehlenweg

Recently myself and a small portion of my staff were abducted by U.F.O.’s and transported to the Hollywood Hills, Where I was quickly greeted by Miss-Spaced-Out-Cosma-Shiva herself.  The first words out of her mouth were something about meeting-possibly in other lifetimes.  I was going to need a very large cup of coffee.  I tried to keep pace with the interview, but somewhere the conversation just took on a life of its own:

Michael Roche: I’m at Nina Hagen’s home up in the Hollywood Hills.
Nina Hagen: Estate.

MR: Estate!?!?!? You live here with Franck and your son Otis

NH: Yes, Franck, who is the father, and Cosma Shiva.  She is coming when her holidays start, like in two weeks.  She is fourteen, my Cosma Shiva.

MR:  Is Franck your husband?

NH: No. We are not married.  He didn’t come with me to India where the real wedding would take place in front of “The Holy Fire.”

MR:  Why India?

NH:  I met my teacher in India.  Well, actually I met him in Europe before I went to India in 1993, to the Himalayas.  And I do have a teacher there and I spend three months there.

MR:  Do you call him a guru?

NH:  Well, his name is Muni Raji, and he hangs out at the same area where Babaji came from. Muni Raji means “Holy One.”  He came into my dreams, of course.  He has an ashram on the border of Tibet in India, up in the Himalayas.  The little village where this take place is called “Chilanola.”   It is a very Italian name.  And indeed, you do find very many Italian young revolutionary people there.  And to hang out with these people was like finding the real Ibiza, because I did spend a couple years in Spain.

MR:  I first met you in Ibiza.

NH:  Yeah, I have friends there and I had a couple of different places there since 1979.  I went there first, so that’s like a home island also.   Anyway, where were we?

MR:  I was asking you…about God knows what.

NH:  Oh yeah,  we were in the Himalayas, and then…before…I don’t know how all this started. But you asked me what brings me to Hollywood?

MR:  I asked you if you got married?

NH:  Oh, married.  No, we didn’t.  I never got really married.  A couple of attempts and stuff, and halfway through even once.  But never really.

MR:  O.k. So what brought you to Hollywood to live in the Hollywood Hills?

NH:  O.k. When I came here it was in the end of November and kind of December-ish.  And I was pregnant.  I felt so sick and I went to my doctor who also helped me to give birth to my first-born daughter.  He helped me to escape from going through a whole pregnancy again. I was able to do an abortion in Los Angeles, right when I came over from Europe, Which is the reason I came here.  The doctor-he is such a a wonderful doctor-like I said, he was there when I gave birth to my first-born.   He’s a fabler mane, and he has children too.  He’s just what a doctor should be.

MR: So you came back to Los Angeles not necessarily for music…

NH:  Oh, yes.  I was singing during the procedure.  Also,   I was singing,  ‘I go to the dentist soon–It’s going to be even more painful.’

MR:  All day long you’ve been talking about the dentist.  Would you please go get your fucked-up teeth taken care of.

NH:  Yeah. Yeah.

MR:  I know you’ve been sucking your thumb for many, many years.   What’s that about?

 NH:  When I was little I sucked my thumb and then later when my teeth came.  When I became an adult I was still sucking my thumb, occasionally.   Here and then, there and that.  So my teeth, they go a little up and down.

MR:  When did you stop sucking your thumb?

NH:  I never did.

MR:  You’re still sucking your thumb?

NH:  Occasionally, here and then, I guess.  But not as much as I used to.  Especially after India.  I found another thumb, which is called Kriya-Yoga.

MR:  And what’s that about?

NH:  Well, that’s a very old technique of these old yogis there in the Himalaya.  They rejuvenate through breathing.  Breathing a certain way every morning, and then they go straight to Nirvana.  they stay there for awhile, it’s also called “rebirthing.”  But in India they call it Kriya-Yoga since the old times.  So it’s like the natural way of being who we are supposed to be.

MR:  Who originally inspired you to go towards India?

NH:  Well, I met God actually when I was nineteen.  And apparently, by so-called accident, I swallowed my first LSD trip. I did that because a friend from Poland went to West Berlinand was supposed to get hashish, but came back with LSD.  After I took it, I felt like I have to die, but I couldn’t.  And this was going on forever and like being in hell.  And then I was calling God because I remembered all these stories about LSD.  I remembered that I took LSD and that brought me into those circumstances.  So now I know what people, like “nature people,” they don’t take LSD, but they take awaska in the rain forest.  So it’s like a way of being initiated to all the other worlds and dimensions out there.  And eventually, finally, to the dimension where God resides.

MR:  Do you consider yourself a spiritual person?

NH:  Well, yes and no.  And like everybody else.

MR:  So you’re searching? Or are you confused?

NH:  No. I’m not confused at all.  What I’m telling you is that I already found God through and out-of-body-experience after the influence of LSD when I was nineteen in East Berlin, where I came from.  And then much later, many, many years later in 1987, I found like those books and stories and things about Babaji and Kriya-Yoga.   I know that you do not have to even take a drug or an herb or peyote or kreyote or whatever, to go out of whatever-you-might-call-it.  You can do it through so-called breathing techniques.  You can really go out of your body and experience Nirvana. Everyday.

MR:  You’re very much the mother of the whole punk movement. Were drugs always part of the early days of the punks?

NH:  No, but drugs for the humankind–let’s say mescaline or holy mushrooms and things, always played the biggest part in our understanding of everything.

MR: How do you relate to your music in the nineties?

 NH:  I don’t relate to it at all.  I am just writing all the songs and all the lyrics.  And I’m doing this new album now. Saturn just recently moved out of my Pisces accommodation-constellation-vibration situation. So there we go.   And now my new album is coming out together with a CD-ROM.  I will lead you all the way to the Himalayan to my new ashram and then one day we gonna meet up there.   Look down on the clouds and think you are in Heaven.  But…you are.

MR:  What are you talking about?

NH:  The Himalayas.

MR:  No, no, no, no.

NH:  It’s so high that you look down onto the clouds and you think, ‘God, the clouds are below me and I’m in Heaven.’  It’s a beautiful place I am talking about.

MR:  How do you get up there?

NH:  You fly to Delphi, you take a taxi from Delphi-like a newspaper taxi-it’s very cheap.  And you drive six yours through the most beautiful, huge countryside with people and cows and animals and monkeys outside.  And little cities and everything.  You see the whole thing,  the walls with the cinema posters and everything.  You go six hours and deeper into the direction of the Himalaya, which is on the border to Tibet, and there is a city called Haldwani, and it splits up going directions…

MR:  No, no.  I was thinking more like–‘did you ride a donkey or a camel up the mountain?’ Not specific directions.

NH:  Oh, right.  You have to meet me in order to get there, right? Yeah, that’s it.

MR:  So you give directions to this location?

NH:  Well, I went there two times.  The next time Im gonna go there is gonna be in October with my friend Peter Sempel and a couple of friends.

MR:  Who’s Peter?

NH:  Peter Sempel is a German filmmaker.  And he’s making a film about me and my life.  This is like a two year project.

MR:  Let’s talk about your life in the fashion lane.  I saw you perform at an Aids benefit in Paris.

NH:  I was at an Aids benefit and I came out with lots of other people and I was singing a song about “Move on, time to move”.

MR:  Did Jean-Paul Gaultier do it?


NH:  Gaultier was in it.

MR:  You wear a lot of Gaultier.

NH:  Yeah, naturally. Because I met Jean-Paul in 1989, at a party.

MR:  What kind of party did you meet Gaultier at?

NH:  He threw a party, and it was a party where he invited all kinds of friends and relatives and everybody to choose the mot beautiful mode.  And he had old models and young models and male and female.  Everybody was voting for the most outrageous person-model-type thing.  That was when I met him in 1989 in Paris, the same evening I met Franck, who used to be his assistant and who worked for his press agency and stuff.  And Franck and me, we made Otis.  Little Otis with the bad teeth.  The dentist said his new teeth are fine.

MR:  So you’re all going to have new teeth here in Los Angeles?

NH:  Oh, also. Yeah, I have a wisdom teeth definitely being pulled out.

MR:  When are you having those pulled out?

NH:  Um…I got my X-ray picture, which is like a picture of a gigantic skeleton.

MR:  Let’s talk about your new band.  What’s the name of it?

NH:  Um… no idea.  N.H.B. or something.  I don’t know–we are Nina Hagen. I have a couple of musicians in the band who are from the all-girl punk band called Snap-Her.  And then I have my old Spock on the keyboards and I have a lead guitar player.  And I’m doing this album now on CD-ROM.

MR:  When will the album be released?

NH:  O.k. In Europe, it’s gonna be out in the end of the summer, and here whenever somebody ,picks up my English-spoken material.  I am working with somebody, who, even if the record company RCA doesn’t want to bring the English version out in America, I am free to go with another record company here.

MR:  Are you producing this album here in the United States?

NH:  No. We are recording and producing it near Cologne.  It’s a studio from Connie Plank.  Connie used to make records with the Eurythmics, Ultravox, and Devo, back in the eighties.  And he died a couple of years ago, but the studio still has access and that’s where we’ll do the record.   It’s a very beautiful country hangout.

MR:  So how long do you think you’re going to stay here in the Hollywood Hills?

NH:  I’m going back to the studio.  I’m gonna have a touch-down in Frankfurt and leave here by middle of July.  Yeah, I’m gonna miss it here.

MR:  Where do you see yourself in the future?

NH:  Well, I see myself touring again all over the world. Again in Brazil, where I did thirteen cities once upon a time in 1985.  I know that now–as I said, Saturn moved out of Pisces–there will be no more difficulties for me to release my album worldwide again.  Like I used to be able to in the eighties, when I was still with so-called CBS Records. Then I was three years with Phonogram.   I did three albums with them in the beginning of the nineties until now.   Nothing was being put out here because the “big boss” in New York, Allen Levy, who is a Frenchman, has hated me since the seventies.

MR:  Why does he hate you?

NH:  I have no idea.  Maybe because he is smaller than me.   And he’s Jewish, too.

MR:  What does that have to do with…

NH:  I have no idea, as I said.  But he used to be “the boss” of CBS France in 1979.  That is when I was first just coming out of East Germany doing my first record and my first tour in the Western of Europe.

MR:  When was the last time you toured?

NH:  It was in America.  It was last August, and Canada too and also Europe.

MR:  You’ve been playing at some clubs around Hollywood.

NH:  Oh, yeah.  We sure did.  We never stopped.  I’m also preparing a little gallery where I’m hanging my collages up and singing my new songs by myself on the guitar.  I do that too. Now we are putting the big band together for summer open-air festivals.  But just occasional, a couple of them.

MR:  You’re going to be out on the Lollapalooza tour also.

NH:  Just a couple of them.

MR:  Do you know which ones yet?

NH:  No.

MR:  Tell me what your philosophy of life is.

NH:  O.k. (sings) ‘Come with me to India, to be with Muni Raji.   Meet the great master, avoid the disaster.’ The address is…

MR:  That’s your philosophy of life?

NH:  Yeah.  You definitely have to see that place.  Then you know where your roots come from.  Who we are.  What we are supposed to be.

MR:  What’s your favorite thing to do in Hollywood?

NH:  Um, working. Creating, having fun, and hanging out.

MR:  Where do (you) like to hang out at?

NH:  Everywhere. Where somebody who drives takes me.

MR:  You don’t have a car?

NH:  I sure don’t.  I don’t even drive a car.  But I sure play guitar.

MR:  It’s almost impossible to live in Los Angeles and not have a car.NH:  Well, but not for me, you see?

MR:  People escort you everywhere.

NH:  Yeah. (sings to the melody of…) ‘People. People who need people to go, are the luckiest people in the world.  Who know people, who love people.’

MR:  Let’s talk about your great fiends ‘Pierret Gilles’.  How did you meet them?

NH:  I also met them through Franck and Jean-Paul and all the friends we have in Paris.  I was pregnant with Otis in Paris.  I gave birth to him in suburbs of Paris.  and you are incredible, beautiful boy! (to Otis)  He always freaks me out when he comes to me. Where were we?

MR:  ‘Pierre et Gilles.’

NH:  Oh, definitely met them in Paris, and we became friends.   We don’t talk much, because they don’t talk too  much English. They do all this incredible beautiful art, as I would call it.  It’s so much fun to just look at one picture and think, ‘My God, what happened here?’ And so we ended up working together too, you know.

MR:  What are the differences between the German club scene and the American club scene?

NH:  I always said, ‘I don’t know,’ when people ask me ‘Where is the audience different? There? Or there? Or there?’ People love the same types of music, and there are different clubs for different kinds of music all over the beautiful fucked-up place.  I’m very concerned about what’s going down in china now.   Because this old guy Ding, he has a really strange name, Ding something.  He’s like ready to die, and it’s like each time a leader in China dies, everybody goes crazy.   And they are expecting big upheavals.  Like in Yugoslavia, they have the atomic power there and everybody is really concerned.  I just wanted to mention that too in the interview.

MR:  What does that have to do with the club scene?

NH:  No, to be honored.  To like, if you have a dream of a bad earthquake, then just get out of the city because before the last earthquake, I was here.   Franck had a dream two nights before…

MR:  Kent and I met you at the Greenwich Pizza shop the day of that earthquake.  Do you remember?

NH:  Yeah. Was that you?

MR:  Kent had you sign autographs on the pizza plate.

NH:  I was running around with my friend, and I was so tired of taking pictures.

MR:  You were catching a plane back to Paris.NH:  Yeah, But, I stayed until after the aftershakes were taken. Yeah, that was great.  You know, what I was saying is ‘just be alert.’  Because Franck had a dream and in the dream it said like, ‘Don’t worry, it’s not such a big earthquake.’ And so, I believe that somebody in your surrounding, or maybe yourself, is gonna have a dream about what’s happening and then you escape a dangerous area.   Eventually.  That’s when God comes into the dream.

MR:  To shake up everyone in Hollywood?

NH:  No, I mean to get out when the whole place breaks down. Before the whole place breaks down.

MR:  And you can predict this?

NH:  Or one of us.  Around us.  Like we are a huge group of people, and I think one of us will have a dream and tell us, ‘Oh! You guys better get out of here!  I had a dream there was a big earthquake!’  Whoever the prophet might be, we don’t know.  But we sure know in Hollywood and L.A.–we are a group of very incredible lovely people.  One of us is going to have “the alert” dream.  And then we have to get up in the air.

MR:  If it’s you, will you call me?

NH:  Yeah.  Leave me your number.

MR:  Thanks, I feel much safer knowing you’ll call.

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KITS Radio Interview #2

Posted by Baron on March 28, 2010
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"Alex in the Morning on Live 105" in San Francisco – Date unknown (probably 1996, as she was still performing at Bimbos)
Interview:  Alex Bennett
Submitted to the Shrine by Hagenpaws

 

(Nina walks into the studio and whispers something into Alex's ear, then starts making squeaking, popping and tongue-clicking noises)

Alex Bennett: Oh gee…I'm getting a woody! Wow, that's almost a Betty Page number – in bondage!

Nina Hagen: That's my, um, my Mrs. Romanesque outfit. That one there.

AB: Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome Nina Hagen.

(applause)

NH: Howdy. (Nina starts making dog noises) Woof!

AB: You know, the way I really got to know your music is two friends of mine – they play your music before every show that they do.

NH: They do they do they do? You mean I'm a legend…a legend…a legend?

AB: Penn and Teller play your music to the audience before the show starts

NH: Dufte! Goodness gracious I feel like Mozart now!

AB: Do you know who Penn and Teller are?

NH: No – not yet.

(laughter from Alex and the studio audience)

AB: They love your music! Penn and Teller…the magicians… tall one the short one that doesn't talk

NH: Are they from town here? From San Francisco?

AB: No, they are from New York. They are big. National. They are taking London by storm now.

NH: Ahh haa.

AB: They haven't made it to Germany yet…

NH: (deep voice – in a 'well, then who cares' kind of tone..) Ahhhh haaaaa.

(This cracks everyone up)

AB: You know, I asked this of Brad, but, where did you get such a deep voice?

NH: (In a very high, squeaky voice) Weeeelllll, I don't know. I rrrrrrreally don't. It beats me, but I have like 99 different possibilities. Umm, I had them before I saw my first space ship – these different voices, so it's not an implant or something like that.

AB: You saw a space ship?

NH: Definitely did…and I gave birth to two children too. and I (inaudible) of two, two, two.

AB: Now, wait a minute. The space ships didn't have anything to do with the kids, did they?

NH: Well, the one…the first big experience with the first one on Malibu beach in Nineteen Hundred Eighty I was pregnant with my first child and she is a very smart child and she's 13 now and, ah, when she, you know, this experience was very nice. Nothing horrible or nothing like that. Good light…

AB: And the horns were coming in nice too. .

NH: Good, strong colors. Good energy and happiness

AB: Yeah, and…

NH: Well, and then Cosma was born and I called her Cos. .

AB: (keeps trying to interrupt Nina who refuses to be interrupted) Did you think that was because of the flying sau…

NH: Because of Cosmos…cosmic…what was happening in the cosmic . .

AB: So you named your son Cosma?

NH: That's the daughter, Cosma. And my son is called Otis – like Otis Redding and the elevators.

(lots of laughter)

AB: That sounds like the name of a group – 'Otis and the Elevators'.
NH: (whispers) Yeah. (sounds like everyone in the studio starts whispering, 'yeah' too)
AB: Penn and Teller lover her music. They play her music before every show they did on Broadway and she doesn't know who they are.
NH: (squeaky voice) Oh boy! At least I know who the Ramones are!

(laughter)

AB: For years Joey didn't though. Ahhh…

NH: Dee Dee does!

AB: Well, Dee Dee is not with them anymore

NH: Yeah, Dee Dee is with me now.

AB: Is he with you now?

NH: Yeah. Definitely! Ah, he's just doing his solo album in Holland. They're mixing now and he did an duet with me and we're going to join…ahh venture. 'Joint' venture pretty soon. He's going on his tour. I go on my tour, but at one point we're going to join bands. We are already writing songs together. It's great!

AB: He is a very, funny person.

NH: Definitely is, and one of the, ah, seldom to be seen around people who ah, kicked a life-long habit of drug misuse. So, glory and hail to Dee Dee!

AB: Yeah, that's right! I was talking to Joey about him a couple of weeks ago, and he says he is doing great! He said he's cleaned up and he's making this album and Joey is, I think helping out on it a little bit. Seems everybody is kind of adding into it. He did want to – for a while – I guess while he was still stoned – want to be a rap singer.

NH: Yeah – me too! Me too!!

AB: You want to be a rap singer?

NH: Well, I did. In 83 the Red Hot Chili Peppers wrote me my first rap and I translated it into german and I was the first german rapper, now thank god, we have a big rap scene in germany now

AB: Could you just recite some of it for us – in german?

NH: In german? Yeah. . (Nina starts singing, 'Was Es Ist' acapella in her 'exorcist' voice. Afterwards the audience breaks into applause and there are shouts of 'Yeah!' and 'Nina's in the house!')

AB: You give me the willies!

NH: Yeah, and so talking about Dee Dee, and Dee Dee again, Dee Dee Ramone wrote three songs with me for this musical we are doing here with ahh, Peter Stack…

AB: Now, explain this. This is about Anita Berber, huh? Who I'm not familiar…The Seven Addictions and Five Professions of Anita Berber – the International Celebration of Legendary 20's Naked Dancer. Does that mean you're naked on stage?

NH: No, not me, cause I'm a Christian, Jewish, Muslim, Hindu, Buddhist Wo-man and I don't go naked on stage.Peter Stack: (Shows emcee and SF personality) But the naked dancer will be

NH: Yeah, she will. Definitely and um…

PS: It's a celebration of addictions…

NH: It's a lady from the 20's. She was born and grew up and died in Berlin when she was 29 and her name was Anita not Evita

AB: The other voice you are hearing is not one of Nina's voices, it's the voice of Peter Stack

NH: Yeah, that's Peter Stack

(applause)

AB: Well, what is this exactly. I mean, explain it.

PS: It's a celebration of addictions, and we have taken to the stage the story of a woman's life, Anita Berber, who was a naked dancer; an expressionist poet; a fashion model; a film actress. She was an artist whose life style she lived to dance and perform it, so she was totally an artist. She would inject herself with drugs and then dance to morphine for a crowd.

NH: And she was addicted also to cognac and she wanted to become world famous, but there was no MTV at that time – it was in the 20's

PS: and so she, um, put her addictions, her fixations and her obsessions on the stage.

AB: Which, if she did it today she would be on the cover of People Magazine

NH: Oh yeah!

AB: Or on the Geraldo Rivera show

PS: With Latoya!

NH: She wrote beautiful poetry, and we were putting it to music and it's like a musical – kind of

AB: So now, your participation in the show is what?

NH: Well, we have, um, many Anita Berber's who are presenting her different personalities, like the one when she is a poet, and the one who dances, and um…

PS: And the one who sings some of her poetry which is Nina Hagen

NH: Yeah!

PS: And we have our dancer, Jennifer Perrin; and our poetess Sheila Gordon and so, ahh, I play the emcee of the show, and I basically walk you through this woman's addictions. We listen to her poetry which has been translated by our Producer, and ahh,…

AB: Sounds fascinating

PS: It's amazing and San Francisco hasn't seen anything like this in a long time.

NH: Good music coming at you!

AB: So, Nina came in for this little show of yours

NH: Oh definitely!

PS: Well, we found her and told her about it and she said, 'So be it. Make it happen' and so we're here – doing it.

AB: Yeah.

NH: Yeah.

PS: Yeah. It's really fun. It's quite a thing. We've all known each other. We've crossed each others paths for years and now it's like a full circle going on with the production. It's like old friends meeting. It's a spiritual, circle, event. Kind of like Anitas life.

NH: Flava Va Khee – chay! (sp?)

AB: Please don't think of this as a rude question…

NH: Not at all.

AB: …but, how many of those wigs do you have?

(Peter gasps loudly)

NH: Well, we have one here and one under, and…

AB: Is the one under in case the first one falls off?

NH: I just shaved all my hair off in India. I'm a positive skinhead now!

PS: And there is two in case I can't get in someplace 'cause I have no hair I just put one of hers on

AB: Because that is such a great…

Guest: You mean you can't get in somewhere because you have no hair?

PS: Well, you know some places won't let me in cause I have no hair, so she just brings extra and …

AB: What is it, like, screwed in or something?

NH: No. Into the 2nd wig.

AB: Into the second wig, and ah, why is that, so that the 2nd will hold the first one…

NH: Well, you know to make it, ah, a little higher elevation here…

PS: Without teasing it you know.

NH: Like the Himalayan experience you know…as high as you can get!

AB: Underneath all that you wear your hair real short?

NH: Yep, but you will see, when I am on stage I have my real hair and everything, and. .

AB: So basically, you could walk down the street and nobody would recognize you?

PS: Oh yes they would!!

NH: I think people recognize me from my, um, extreme love vibration which is coming out because I'm a big mother. I mean I'm a huge Mother

(laughter)

NH: I feel, also, my love…I'm happy about it – that I have it and I'm grateful to God that he gave me such a thing called love which I can give away which is what love is all about!

PS: And then the replenishing part comes after. We are giving awards away for the most deprived – the most depraved couples there. We are giving some prizes away in the middle of the show and um, you have to get the prize home quick or it will die, but, um…

AB: So when is this show?

NH: (squeaks) Middle of the week.

(laughter)

PS: We play Wednesday, Thursday, Friday and possibly Saturday.

AB: At Bimbos?

PS: Yes.

NH: Im not an empty-headed bimbo!

(laughter)

AB: I wasn't saying that you were!

NH: (little girl voice) Sorry.

AB: (Imitating Nina's growl) That's okay. Ah, you are a treat Nina. You really are.

(applause)

NH: Thank you everybody. Thank you everybody!!

AB: You know who I think somebody should do a movie about? I was a Quoit Tower this morning and there was a description on a placard about the life of Lilly Hitchcock Quoit – are you familiar with her?

PS: Oh yeah

AB: This is a woman who would dress up like a man so she could go on men's hunting trips

PS: It's a great role for Candice Bergen isn't it?

(laughter)

AB: I mean she was like the first, 'invade the sanctity of the male dominion' type. Really an incredible woman.

PS: She probably didn't even really care – like she was just doing it, ya know? She was a free spirit. Same with Anita.

AB: I think she was the first woman to walk around San Francisco without a bra…

PS: The nerve!

AB: It wasn't like she was a wanton woman as much as she was just a free-spirit and yet, you just think of her creating this fire hose that's sticking up in the air on the top of our city. Do you know how much Quoit Tower cost? – $125,000.

PS: I'll take it!

AB: What do yo do after this Nina? Where are you headed?

NH: Um, I go and see a couple of dates of Dee Dee Ramones' tour in Europe of course, and then I go on my own tour starting middle of May, and after one month, after the 21st of June I'm going to be in San Francisco at a big open air festival (Note: Nina never made it to this show because of problems with her passport) and then I tour the states and then around the world with my, ah, stuff.

AB: You know, when I'm in Europe I love watching german television

NH: Yeah, me too.

AB: And I love your game shows. Your family feud is wonderful

NH: But, it's all from American owners I think. I mean it's all from Merv Griffin – right?

AB: Well, Family Feud is, um, Mark Goodsen, but I love watching Family Feud in german…(in german accent – again), 'Hanzel und Gretel!'

Guest: That's all the german Alex knows.

AB – No, it's like when you watch foreign television, there is always some word you understand. Pepsi! He said, 'Pepsi'

NH: Yuck!!

AB: And there are such good-looking people on german television.

NH: But on italian television also… oh boy! And spanish television – boom…chaka laka!

AB: Well, what are we all doing here?

NH: Well, we are everywhere

AB: A bunch of big, fat Americans on TV

NH: Ha ha ha. Well, I was fat twice too. Or maybe thrice!

AB: What's the most popular show in germany right now?

NH: Um, my favorite show is Frau Helen from (?) and she is the national, um, most loved and wanted and hated lesbian TV presenter and she's very funny. Ah, she's round – kind of – but she's very beautiful and sexy looking and blonde and stuff and she has a TV show on RTL2 and it's called, 'When the Post Frau Rings Twice' or 'Wenn Die Postfrau Zwie Macht Klingle'

AB: Now what's the 'Post Frau' – postman?

NH: Post Frau is post woman. Yeah, its very funny. She, ah, goes to her guest's house and she is looking around in your private home and finds stuff. The one's she invites to her show she is doing things behind their back.

AB: And snoops around?

NH: Yeah, and snoops around, but of course, they allow it before hand

AB: That's a great idea for a show.

NH: And then she invites your childhood friends and all of a sudden you see your childhood girlfriend who you hated to pieces and you have to make up on her show and its very funny ideas…

Guest: Is it ever dirty?

NH: Well, she is never dirty, but she is, well, ah…very flammey, hot, sizzling, but never dirty at all. I don't know what you mean, what…

Guest: Sexy.

NH: Yeah. There we go; there we go; there we go again.

AB: We are talking filthy dirty here?

NH: Yeah, but in a jokeful way of course.

AB: Well, it is a pleasure having you here. If for nothing more than for the costumes.

NH: Thanks. Vivian Westwood – with the baby face.

AB: Huh?

NH: It's Vivian Westwood with the baby face. You mentioned my clothing? Yeah, Vivian VESTwood!

AB: Who is Vivian West…

NH: One of the worlds big designers from England. Vivian! She was already you know in the punk days…Guest: Alex only knows 'Members Only'

AB: Yeah. I don't wear dresses.
Guest: What does your shirt say Alex? Replay?

AB: That's german isn't it? Oh no, that's italian.

NH: I don't live in Germany. I was only born in Germany, but I don't live there. I live in Spain on the beautiful island of Ibiza. I live also outside of London…

AB: Hey, Ibiza! I go to Ibiza all the time!

NH: I mean Europe is Europe, I mean Deutschland is just a little thing in there.

AB: I go to Ibiza all the time.

NH: You do?

AB: I've been going there since 1975

NH: Me since 1979

AB: So I was there before you were.

NH: Yeah…

AB: but it's not like it used to be…

NH: You could be my mother.

(laughter)

AB: I remember back in those days Ursula Andrews used to take her wash to the Laundromat all by herself.

NH: Really?! It's a nice community there.

AB: It's changed a lot.

NH: Wonderful community. International. Lots of Americans and …

AB: I liked it when there was no electricity and no telephones and …

NH: But there still are places where there is no electricity and no telephones but my house has a telephone.

AB: So you live in Ibiza?

NH: Well, I live where I work and I work where I live, but when I have time I'm there and we write songs and we have a studio and…

AB: What part of the island?

NH: All of them, you know because my friends, they are spread all over.

AB: Oh I see. But you own a home there?

NH: I never did own anything and I don't and I refuse. I pay rent to Abbey Sincoes(?)

AB: Oh, very good. Very nice.

NH: I don't want to own. I, ah, was in the earthquake, and ah, for what, you know? You can't take it to heaven anyway.

AB: To me, the best moments of my life are spent out at Vedra – out at the beach out at Caldo Art, with a nice glass of (?), soaking in the sun…

Guest: Ah yea, we can all relate to this Alex

(laughter)

PS: Everybody is starting to cry!

NH: So come to Spain this summer everybody! We make big beach parties and open air concerts in Ibiza all summer long.

AB: Well, maybe we will bump into each other sometime.

NH: Yeah! Okay everybody. Thanks very much

AB: Nina Hagen everybody. The 7 Addictions and 5 Professions of Anita Berber at Bimbos. Tickets are available at Bass and we will be right back.

(applause)

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KITS Radio Interview #1

Posted by Baron on March 28, 2010
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"Alex in the Morning on Live 105" in San Francisco – March 1996
Interview:  Alex Bennett
Submitted to the Shrine by Hagenpaws

 

They discuss a cabaret show Nina was doing called "Hanussen":

Alex Bennett – Now…always looking like a million bucks at 9:25 in the morning – I don't know how you do it.

Nina Hagen – Well, it took me ages. I went to bed at 3 o'clock at night cause I'm doing two shows in this city lately…

AB – and then you got up…

NH – I got up very oily…and put on my makeup. There you go. Otherwise I would look like David Bowie.

AB – Do you have, like, a thing where you just stamp it right on or something?

NH – Doesn't work like that Alex.

AB – Ladies and Gentleman, Nina Hagen is with us!

(Applause)

AB – Wouldn't it be great if they had, like, this thing where you just put your face in it and you come out and you would be all made up?

NH – It would be fabulous. It would be worth an invention.

Lori Thompson (co-host) – Like the Shroud of Turin in reverse – kind of.

AB – Because you can't just come to something like this right out of bed. You have to come looking like Nina Hagen.

NH – Exactly, because, ahh, like I am a very important person…like a VIP, kind of, and I have to show this in my face otherwise no one will even look at me.

AB – Now, ahh, you're not from around here – are you?

(laughter)

NH – No, I am from East Berlin.

Unknown Voice – Hey, Alex, what gave it away?

AB – I don't know…it's the accent thing…ah, I thought it was Spanish, but I guess I was wrong.

NH – No, I'm from East Berlin…yeah.

AB – You were born in East Berlin?

NH – Yeah…in '55

AB – so, ahh, that was the Soviet part?

NH – yup.

AB – So how did you get out of there?

NH – Well, ahh, (at this point Nina gets a MAJOR frog in her throat and clears it, then her voice sounds completely different, like a deep, gravely growl)…'scuse me!

(the audience breaks into laughter at the change of voice)

AB – Boy, that cigarette voice just came out!

NH – oh no, no, no…I'm a singer. I have to sing all night…

AB – but where did that voice come from? It was like (Alex imitates her), 'Hello Alex'…

NH – (her voice goes VERY deep) Well, Alex I can go even deeper than that Alex.

(Alex and the audience roars with laughter at the sound of her voice). Anyway, I went out when I was 21. My stepfather, he ahh, he was the enemy of the system. He was like the Bob Dylan of the 60's. He was very political…

AB – Your father was a pain in the ass?

NH – Yup!

AB – and they just asked him to leave?

NH- yeah.

AB – You mean, you could actually get out of…forget about climbing the wall, you should have just been an annoyance!

NH – Yeah, he was like, um, the head of the opposition in the East and…

AB – Did they think like, that they were throwing him out of Paradise or something, was that their idea?

NH – yeah.

Another Guest – Did he complain a little, just to make it seem like…like he didn't want to go?

NH – All his songs were about the system and he was sarcastic about it, and ah, critical about it.

AB – I would imagine, that if you were somebody who wrote songs against the system and you were rallying against the system, the last thing you want to do is be thrown out, because then you have no, like, forum anymore.

NH – Exactly!

AB – I mean what are you going to do? Go sing songs in West Germany where everybody is like, 'ok, terrific…whatever'. No, I mean its true.

NH – Yeah, I mean all the community of artists, they all made a petition they signed saying that we want him back in and every signer, they got big problems, you know?

AB – Yeah, they just didn't want to get to see him leave.

NH – Afterwards the opposition went down, but then it came back up again, because they all met in the churches, and ah, discussed the break in the wall.

AB – And then what happens is all the kids come along and they all want to be exactly the opposite of their parents and that's why she (Nina) is so normal.

(long, awkward pause)

AB – aaahh hmmmm.

NH – (growls) But, I play geee-tarr.

(laughter)

AB – ahh, how's things been going? I love this album, cause I love 3-D. This cover is great!

NH – Yeah, that's my album cover.

AB – Freud Euch?

NH – Yeah, Freud Euch. It's the German version of the English version. The English version is called 'BEEEEEE Happy' and Freud Euch means just that.

AB – But you should have, in this country, just called it Freud Euch…it's very nice. I like that. See, I love the fact that Germans have certain terms for things which encapsulates a thought that's very hard to capture, for instance…

Lori – (speaking to Alex) 'Schaden Freud' is one you like.

AB – yeah, Schaden Freud!

NH – Ahhh, schaden freud (laughs)

AB – Which means relishing in the misfortune of others?

NH – Yeah.

AB – But it's a short word which encapsulates a whole idea. 'Zeitgeist' is another word that I always loved…that's German – right?

NH – mmmhmmmm.

AB – Meaning: the essence of the times?

NH – Yeah.

Lori – Is there one, 'Mein Sein Allsein' which means: more being than seeming?

NH – 'Mir Sein Alsien' (sp)…yeah.

Lori – I like that…substance over style…something we don't have here in America. We've got the flip-side right.

AB – But then again, the other thing about German is… it is in some ways the funniest language in the world because I will go to Europe and watch German television – not that I'm in Germany at the time, because you can be in Spain at the time and watch German television…

NH – Yeah, satellite!

AB – … and ah, we have a game show over here called, ah, 'Family Feud'…

NH – YEAH! We have that!

(laughter)

AB – and over there they have their version of it…

NH – Of course! – Merv Griffin all over the place!

(more laughter)

Guest: Nina Hagen saying Merv Griffin…that's something you don't hear everyday!

NH – I know him!

Guest: Do you really?

NH – Oh yeah! I was a guest on his show twice.

Guest: Oh…great.

AB – …and…I'm dying, cause I'm watching this show one day, and it's..it's like, ah, you know, you can tell what they're saying – you know: 'Gibt mir, ah, toothbrush!' and it's, you know, and the host is doing the same things, and It's famous, I guess it was famous fairy tales and they are coming up with answers like (in German accent) ah, Haanzel und Gretel; VRUMPLE-schtliz-schkin (Nina laughs) I mean it's funny to watch German television…it's almost as if…if you speak English you can almost understand it, cause if you just kind of, like, take English and …

NH – Yeah, it's what you guys say…yeah. And for me, when I learned English it was kind of interesting to see, like many words are quite alike…Kann/can; Ich Kann/I can…

AB – 'Und' is 'And'.

NH – yeah! – 'I' is 'Ich'.

Guest – Volkswagen. (Nina laughs..she thinks this is very funny)

AB – So I can watch german television and I can kind of follow along.

Lori – Is it true that when JFK made his famous speech he s
aid, 'I am a jelly doughnut?' instead of, 'I Am a Berliner?' (more laughter)

NH – Well, ah, a Berliner is a jelly doughnut.

AB – Is it really?

NH – Ein Berliner – you go to the bakery and you say, Ein Berliner, bitte…and then they ah …' (inaudible – Alex interrupts again)

AB – So he really said, I am a jelly doughnut?

NH – No…you know its just one of those things… double meaning of the word…yeah.

AB – Well maybe he meant jelly doughnut – could that have been?

NH – Well, we shall not talk bad about the deceased.

AB – Actually, Clinton looks more like a jelly doughnut. So, do you still reside in…where do you live?

NH – I live, ah, near Los Angeles.

AB – Yeah, that's a big German town.

NH – And, I'm putting a band together and I'm gonna go on a big world tour again this year, after the American version also comes out in this country also we're gonna do lot's of open-air festivals in June – in Europe, and then I come to America, Canada, Mexico for the first time and Australia for the first time, then back to Brazil – 13 cities. Wonderful production.

AB – Wow!

NH – Also I'm going to be back in San Francisco…

AB – You see, that's what I like about you…I mean, you're really more theater…

NH – Everything. I'm everything!

AB – You don't just…you don't…

NH – I'm funk and punk and soul and hip and hop.

AB – You think in terms of yourself as a total performer?

NH – Yeah.

AB – For instance, now your doing this thing in San Francisco at the (he mispronounces 'Goethe'…pronounces it, 'goth' ) institute (then he mispronounces 'Hanussen' – 'han-ow-sin'…Nina doesn't correct him), the true story of Hitler's clairvoyant.

NH – Yeah.

AB – Don't you think he would have known what was going to happen to him if she was a good enough clairvoyant? or maybe she was jewish and just didn't tell him (Alex is under the impression that the clairvoyant was female which HE wasn't and this seems to confuse Nina who answers as though Alex is talking about Hitler)

NH – Yeah, he didn't tell anybody that he was jewish and there was definitely…

AB – (Alex seems to understand the miscommunication) He was part Jewish, wasn't he?

NH – Hitler? I don't know.

(by the way, Alex is Jewish)

Are there any Hitlers left in Germany?

NH – Yeah.

AB – There really are?

NH – Yeah.

AB – 'Cause you would have thought they would have changed their name.

NH – (laughs) Yeah…they haven't. They are still called nazis and neo-nazis.

AB – No, I mean, are there still people who use the name 'Hitler' as a surname?

NH – Oh no! I mean I haven't heard that. I don't think I would like to be called that!

AB – We found a guy in Philli called Hitler. He's a lawyer. We called him up and said, 'you know, people named Hitler changed there name after the war, but you haven't, have you?' and he said, Well, because it's 'Hite-ler' not 'Hitler'. That's like saying, 'Fronk-n-stien' instead of 'Frankenstien'.

NH – Then I'm 'Nine-ah'.

(everyone laughs)

AB – But, he (Hitler) did have a jewish clairvoyant?

NH – Yeah, he did.

AB – He was into all that, wasn't he? He was into horoscopes. Obviously, he proved more than anybody that it doesn't work.

NH – Exactly.

AB – Did she lie to him? Did she screw around with him?

NH – The clairvoyant? The female clairvoyant…I mean the male clairvoyant? Hanussen was a man…Well, Hitler knew from the astrological charts what was happening anyway, and so he, um, just asked the clairvoyant if it was true, because he saw that his success, his ah, rise wouldn't last long. He could see that, ah, on the planets and stuff.

AB – Yeah, um…and this is all based on truth?

NH – Yes, it is.

AB – And what is it? A musical?

NH – It's a cabaret play with music. Club Foot Orchestra is there and I can only tell you it's worth it. It's worth to see it. It's really great.

AB – It looks fascinating. Looks absolutely fascinating. Can you hold on a minute? We just want to play some commercials and get them out of the way.

NH – Coooool.

(commercial)

AB – Were back with Nina Hagen talking about Hanussen. It seems this guy was a cabaret star; a very good clairvoyant or at least he did a great act and Hitler got taken aback by him and started using him as his clairvoyant and, in fact, built him a palace and everything to do his occult work in.

NH – Yeah.

AB – And then they found out he was jewish and they, umm, executed him?

NH – (in a sing-song voice)Yeah, they found out there was something wrong with the birth certificate.

AB – And so they executed him?

NH – Yep.

AB – That's a fascinating story.

NH – Amazing!

AB – Why haven't they made a movie about it or something?

NH – I think they did, they, ah, there is a movie about Hanussen. The Goethe Institute has it. I think it's a German production.

AB – Now, who is the Goethe Institute?

NH – Goethe Institute is an institute from Germany whose mission it is to bring german culture into other countries.

AB – Yeah. Now, when you say 'German culture' are we referring to that kind of culture…I mean prewar, world-war-two Germany had some great cabarets and theater,and had some great film makers – Fritz Lange and people like that.

NH – Yeah, right and and great poets like Johann Wolfgang von Goethe and Heinrich Himmler. Those are incredible german poets from the 18th and 19th century.

AB – In fact, it's kind of interesting that even during World- War-Two, I've seen some very interesting. . of the culture of the time even during the war. I mean Goebbels ran a movie studio. That's when they did 'The Adventures of Baron Munchausen'…it was under Goebbels.

NH – Yup. Yeah.

AB – And so there was some very interesting work being done, even though some of it was very anti-semitic and it was meant to rally the Germans. German movies, theater, film, has always been not only interesting but it delved into a certain kind of surrealism. Look at the Cabinet of Dr. Caligary and things like that, and…

NH – Yeah, and Bertolt Brecht and Kurt Weil – the opposition.

AB – Yeah. Yeah. I don't know exactly how to describe it. Again, there must be a german word for it, but I don't know what it would be.

NH – KUNST! Art. Kunst.

AB – Well, I kind of like 'kitch', but it wouldn't apply to this particular situation.

NH – No.

AB – But I mean, some very amazing art being done during that period. Amazing work. Ahhh, and so the Goethe Institute works to at least trying to let people know…bringing this culture to peoples doorsteps?

NH – Yeah.

AB – And what better way than to have Nina Hagen come to town and perform in one of their performances! The performances are when again Nina?

NH – Every night, two times – 8:30 and 10:30 until April 1st.

AB – At Bimbos?

NH – (growls) AT BIIIIIMBO's!

AB – So you kind of make that place kind of like a cabaret?

NH – Yeah. Totally.

AB – That's a great little club, isn't it?

NH – Yes. And, people love the show, by the way.

AB – Well, why not? You know, I always love having you here.

NH – (whispers) Thanks!

AB – You always bring a certain dignity to the program that it doesn't usually enjoy.

NH – Oh wow! (sings) That drips down like honey..ha ha ha

AB – And if you want to get an import this one is great with the 3-D cover, because you say when it comes here they aren't going to do the cover?

NH – No, but they are gonna do another nice cover.

AB – It's called 'Freud Euch' which means 'Get Happy.'

NH – Yeah!

AB – And, ah, it's Nina Hagen as well. Come back and see us again?

NH – Okay I will. Definitely.

AB – Ladies and Gentlemen. Nina Hagen!

(applause)

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Ginger, Lemon Juice and Maple Syrup

Posted by Baron on March 28, 2010
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Telephone interview with Nina Hagen on 4/15/97
Interview by Robert Vickerstaff and Peter Marshall

About 3.30am- excited, more than a little nervous, Robert and Peter hook up the 'bug' to record their first meeting with Nina Hagen. The espresso machine works overtime and the household cats are more than a little puzzled by the hour.

Connection with Nina is achieved. Immediately Nina is into the interview- "So you want to do an interview?"

Nina enthuses first about Cosma Shiva's upcoming sixteenth birthday and a film which Cosma has just made. Nina is busy making packages to send to Cosma to remind her that she too is a Goddess. I am very touched by what a loving mother Nina is.

Nina tells me also about the drink she is having- a blend of organic Lemon Juice, pure Maple Syrup and Ginger.

When I get a chance to interrupt I warn Nina that I am about to *turn on the machine*. Nina continues to talk about Cosma Shiva.

NH: She's very deep. As an actress she can play very convincing drama, sadness, but her real self is very happy, outgoing. So I wonder about the new film? What part she has to play there?

RV: Yes, acting must be good fun for her.

NH: It's so difficult to get hold of her- she's so busy!

RV: [Laughs] Like her mother?

[Nina giggles modestly]

RV: So what about your movie Cha-Cha? We've only ever read about it but not ever been able to see it in Australia?

NH: Um?

RV: Way back. With Lene Lovich in the seventies?

NH: Yes. I just did some Fasting in January and got rid of all that past stuff.

RV: [a little surprised!] all that past stuffs gone?

NH: Yes- it came into my dreams and then I said "OK, bye-bye memories. Out with the old and in with the new."

RV: Can I ask you about languages- how many languages do you speak?

NH: [puzzled tone, very High Pitch] What?

RV: How many languages do you speak?

NH: [very long pause] I'm drinking my lemonade, ginger and maple-syrup.

RV: I'm still on morning coffee- the sun hasn't risen in Sydney yet.

NH: [mock scolding tone. High pitch again] Coffee! Robert, that's BAD for you. [giggles] [Both Laugh] You should come over here one day and I make you a Lemonade with Organic Lemons

RV: yum

NH some Blood Oranges; lots of Maple Syrup; half the water is cool; half the water is warm to hot; and so it's kind of like a warm thing. And with the maple syrup, dear. Dearest Robert, the Maple Syrup will really set you free

RV: yes?

NH: Because it is the most balanced sugar you will find on this beautiful Planet. Try Maple Syrup. Try {I'm not sure of exact words here may be "Great B"-possibly a US Brand name I don't recognize, help!} that's the second one. And you'll have a lot of minerals and Vitamin C!

RV: Wow- I'll give that a shot.

NH: and ginger, you press it in your juice machine. In your juice machine.

RV [getting a little lost] in the juice machine?

NH: I mean the ginger.

RV: Good for the bloodstream.

NH: [emphatically] Oh, yeah.

Nina unexpectedly changes the topic.

NH: The other Saturday we went to a Children's birthday and they did some archery, in a park, they were shooting arrows- the children. And there I met a big man, and he was talking to another big man, {inaudible} they had brought their little sons. And anyway, and I heard the [Nina's voice goes up at least an octave and speeds up] REDHOTCHILIPEPPER!

RV: [very excited] oooh!

NH: And I went, my elephant ears went, wiggle wiggle

RV: [Laughing] I bet- mine would too!

NH: So I grabbed a Colour Xerox copy I did the other day of George Clinton and me, and the moment when I am touching George's feet.

RV: uh huh-

NH: like grinning into the camera. And anyway I wrote my telephone number down and the guy who apparently was a roadie for the Red Hot Chili Peppers.

RV Anthony and Flea are both living in Australia now. No, Flea is in New Zealand and Anthony in Australia? They're both floating around here at the moment anyway.

NH: [a curious tone] I know!

RV: It's strange, Henry Rollins too

NH: And so for six years or even more I talked [voice starts to rise in glee again] to Anthony this morning on the telephone! He actually called me because he got this piece of paper from the roadie! Isn't that amazing?

RV: It's good, it's good!

NH: After six years. You know, the last time I saw him I was four months pregnant with Otis. Otis is six now.

RV: So are you going to come to Australia to sing for us one day?

NH: Yes- if the Earth's atmosphere doesn't get too thin. I'll come over and stay in the shadow

RV: [Laughing] Well come sooner, rather than later would be the best tip I could offer you! You have lots of fans here but we don't show up in Sales figures because we buy most of the records on Import from America.

NH: Really? I have to go to India one more time before, before. My next trip's going to be to India then maybe after India I might come to Australia. I have a girlfriend who travels all over the Planet and she gives {inaudible} about , umm, like, well, loving relationships with God and Goddess and with each other- her name is Zondra Ray. Have you heard of her? She was in Australia also recently.

RV: Say her name again for me.

NH: Zondra Ray

RV: Yes, I did see posters.

NH: [extremely excited] You did? She's amazing!

RV: I think a friend may have spoken of her to me

NH: When she does her seminars, when she does them here, I'm there playing music on my guitar and with my friend Dana. She plays on the Harmonium and then we sing songs for the Divine Mother.

RV: [Emphatically] YES! [Robert and Nina say "Yes" to each other in silly voices for a couple of seconds and both giggle] I think it's close to my mission at the moment. I'm learning to balance the physical part of my Mind, Body & Soul equation. So lots of dancing with Shiva for me at the moment.

NH: Well, I have a great book for you. It's written by an English man who lives in India, and any way, he's Gay, and he's married to his Boyfriend and he went through a lot in his life. Like, he met Mother Mira in Frankfurt who he didn't like in the end because she was considering his being Gay as [Starts to laugh- a little sadness] has to be changed or something!

RV: [resignedly] right.

NH: So he got out of there [Nina's voice starts to brighten again] and married his sweetheart. Who was also there [ironic laugh from Nina] in the Ashram, and then they found out that Mother Mira is a [Nina uses her 'distasteful' voice- the one that says "Like Diet Soda" on *So Bad* ] scam. She is not really an enlightened Mother.

RV: [very surprised] oh really?

NH: It's a book called "Return to the Mother"

RV: I've heard of that one.

NH: This Gay guy, he is SO sweet and beautiful, um his name is [a "Minnie Mouse" voice emerges as Nina becomes more frustrated trying to remember the name] GEE! I HAVE THE BOOK UPSTAIRS! [returns to ordinary voice] I think his name is Andrew something.

    { The book Nina is trying to remember is:
    Andrew Harvey: *The Return of Mother*
    Published by Frog Ltd. }

RV: It all makes me think of a wonderful new Australian film called 'Sexing the Label' which we just saw. It has a lot of Sydney Queer people in it including a Transexual who met with Dalai Lama and tha
t Dalai Lama simply said to her "Don't worry about it Darling, the Soul has no Sexuality" and kept moving.

NH: [Childlike wonder in Nina's voice] HOW COSMIC! Ohhhhh! [thoughtful pause] I know a Transvestitie, ah transexual, who is a friend of mine, she's a fabulous singer and actress- her name is Zazi Du'Paris {If I have mis-heard this name I stand willing and ready to be corrected} she plays at the Brecht Theatre {again, I may require correction here?} in Berlin. And then my other friend Romy Haag

RV: Yes, I've read about Romy

NH: [Nina becomes extremely excited here- inflects toward end] Romy is a very sweet friend of mine

RV: [getting caught up in Nina's infectious enthusiasm} yes

NH: they are wonderful and Romy also met the Dalai Lama. Is that the same girl you're talking about?

RV: Um, no, a Sydney woman. The film's called "Sexing the Label".

NH: Oh, it's AUSTRALIAN.

RV: What about the new album? Have you got any clues for the fans about what's going to be on it, who you're working with?

NH: [Very excited] Well Well What can I say? How can you describe a project, that's difficult, you have to hear it. Hold it in your hands. It's very umm well, how shall I say, Very Cosmic [happy chuckle]

RV: Lovely!

NH: Very X-Fileish

RV: Uh-huh. [curious tone] oooooh?

NH: Sometimes, yes, sometimes. And very Divine Mother and Babaji and the Cosmos and the ETs and everything.

RV: Lovely! I can't wait.

NH: And soon I'm about to film with Peter Semple, he's making a documentary about my life. It's going to be a movie for the Cinema. All we have to do, he has filmed me already for three years, we did a lot of things. Rodney Bingenheimer and with George Clinton. Soon Junie's {more name identification difficulties} going to come one more time to the United States where we are going to do a benefit concert [now Nina starts to get REALLY excited] in San Francisco. For, our beloved Hospital in the Himalayas. Already half of the Hospital is standing and it is already working as a Charitable Hospital

RV: Marvellous

NH: And it's a beautiful project. My Guru, and the Guru of my Guru, called out ten years ago that this region should have a charitable Hospital. It's something that's growing and already working. It's SO COOL- and it's in the most beautiful spot in the world! It's in the Himalayas. It's in India, the border of Tibet is not far away, you can touch the clouds because you're above, and there's a beautiful Ashram there, and the Village, and some shops, and a Hotel. There's a little town next-door where some Army people are because it's the border between Tibet and India, in Ranikhet where we go to the Market [Nina says 'Ranikhet' several times rolling the Rs on her tongue joyfully]. That Village is called {I stand requiring further correction "Tileonola"- someone out there knows?} it is where my Guru, my sweet teacher from India, Shri Muniraji comes from and he was the closest disciple of Babaji who was also there until 1984.

RV: Muniraji will be on tour soon I believe.

NH: [excited] Yah!

RV: Do you know if there will be a visit to the Babaji Ashram in Australia?

NH: Yeah, I can, well. But we're gonna film the whole thing so you at least can see it in Peter Semple's film because he's {Shi Muniraji}also gonna do a fire Ceremony. He does it everyday after the benefit in the morning.

RV: Well this film will be very exciting. About when will the album be out – that's what everyone is asking – when will we hear??

NH: Well, as long as the Earth is in orbit we will always hear when it's done, and then we're gonna have so much fun!

RV: A perfect answer, I love that! Can I ask one more question?

NH: Hang on one second.

*After a Domestic interruption Nina returns to the 'phone. *

NH: Hey, I'm back. Later Keith is coming we're going to listen to some stuff- Keith Forsey, I did Fearless with him in 1984.

RV: Ah- Keith Forsey, yes. One of your better producers in my humble opinion.

NH: Ja! And we can work *SO* well together we made a song called "Frequency Control"

RV: uh huh.

NH: Freak! Like FREAK [Nina really emphasises the Freak!]

RV: Oh- like F R E A K?

NH: Yes

RV: [Laughs] How wonderful!

NH: Yes Freakquency Control! It's going to be very outrageous.

RV: Oh Good. That's great. That's one of the things I was going to ask you. Everyone says, we read, that you weren't so happy with the Freud Euch / Bee Happy Project

NH: Well, now I am happy because I have just the song we are working on and it's Freakquency control and I put everything in there which needs to be in there including some, when some people call me on the 'phone they say "Hi Nina this is so & so" or some just say [Nina adopts a mock 'gruff' voice] "Hello, Hello, Hello" that was George Clinton. So I have some really funny things including one person from a prison. He tries to call- it was this collect call situation and there was an automated voice and she says [Nina's voice changes to sound like a computer] "If you want to pick up this call press 1, if you never wanna receive a call from this Inmate Facility press 2".

RV: Oh No! Strange things happen in America, Nina.

NH: But it's all things that happen to me. And it's going to be a like a movie. We're going to make a video to the song. So it's going to be very clear what we talk about.

RV: So a bit like Universal Radio?

NH [Emphatically] Oh no, don't mention anything from the past. What I do now is BRAND NEW INFORMATION. You, know- I am removing frequencies of limitation to bring in the frequency of INFORMATION- that's it- ja! With Music you can definitely spread information and even better with some pictures.

RV: When Phoebe Legere was in Sydney we got to talk to her for a while and she kept telling me "You can sing, you CAN sing, go and learn to sing -teach yourself"

NH: Yes, you can chant, you can sing

RV: Yeah, all these years of people telling me that I can't sing and I can! We practice with Nina. I like to sing along to some of your more peaceful songs like the Omhaidakhandi when I need it – and Giant Step.

NH: You're mentioning embarrassing moments of my life again – this is not an interview about this was my life – this is an interview about this IS my life! It's recyclable though, you can keep "collectors items"!

RV: Of course!

NH: I have to do so many things. I have to go and pick Otis up now

RV: Is it the end of the schoolday in LA already?

NH: Um, definitely

RV: Oh dear, and we're only starting on a new day. Nina its great to talk to you, just one thing I wanted to ask you- I'm going to post this for all the fans once I've typed it all up – but if you were happy I'd also like to use a couple of little extracts about the upcoming album for the local punk 'zine, would you be happy about that?

NH: Whatever you want to do man, go ahead man.

RV: All the local punks will be so excited to know that Nina Hagen has got a new album coming. Especially the Dykes- you're a Dykon!

NH: Well I spread my vibrations when I was a squatter in Amsterdam so the spirits who dress up as punks they definitely recognise my frequency vibrations. [chuckles]

RV: Very much, very much

NH: Very good put, good put. Yeah well I better get back to my work here.

RV: Can I ask you to say hello to Peter, my partner, who is also
a big lover of you?

NH: OK, yeah!

PM: Hello Nina

NH: Hi Peter, what are you going to have for breakfast today? [gleefully] Mango slices?

PM: No yoghurt, muesli and some fruit on that

NH: Oh lovely!

PM: What time is it there?

NH: I don't know – I am timeless (giggles) but I'm hungry too. I have to put some maple syrup in my lemonade

PM: Sounds great. I must go to work soon which will be very unexciting!

NH: Oh, then create a better work for you

PM: I'm always looking for the right place

NH: Yeah, it will come – it's already there! You just have to find it

PM: Just see it rather than try to find it?

NH: OK. I join you when you are going to eat your muesli I'm going to eat my sauerkraut like organic from the farmers market

PM: So we'll be eating at the same time! [Both laugh heartily] Much love.

NH: And you too

PM: and great cosmic vibrations to you Nina.

NH: I'll see you soon in Australia after my India thing

PM: [Absolute delight] Oh Great! We'll look forward to it a lot

NH: And actually my bass player he's trying to organise a gig there

PM: Oh great. We'd love to meet you

NH: [Minnie Mouse voice] You will!

PM: I have a feeling we will

NH: Sure. OK. Have fun there

PM: Thank you

NH: [big squelchy kiss noise] Bye!

PM: [big squelchy kiss right back] Bye-bye Nina!

Copyright 1997 Robert Vickerstaff, all rights reserved, worldwide.  No part of this interview may be copied or reproduced by any means without the express written consent of the Copyright holder.

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Irgendwo auf der Welt (2006)

Posted by Baron on March 28, 2010
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Irgendwo auf der Welt

Submitted by Chaim

Ich hab’ so Sehnsucht, Ich träum’ so oft; Einst wird das Glück mir nah sein. Ich
hab’ so Sehnsucht, Ich hab’ gehofft, Bald wird die Stunde da sein. Tage und Nächte
Wart’ ich darauf: Ich geb’ die Hoffnung niemals auf.

Irgendwo auf der Welt Gibt’s ein kleines bißchen Glück, Und ich träum’ davon in jedem
Augenblick.
Irgendwo auf der Welt Gibt’s ein bißchen Seligkeit, Und ich träum’ davon
schon lange lange Zeit.

Wenn ich wüßt’, wo das ist, ging’ ich in die Welt hinein, Denn ich möcht’ einmal
recht, So von Herzen glücklich sein.
Irgendwo auf der Welt Fängt mein Weg zum Himmel an
Irgendwo, irgendwie, Irgendwann.

Wenn ich wüßt’, wo das ist, ging’ ich in die Welt hinein, Denn ich möcht’ einmal
recht, So von Herzen glücklich sein.
Irgendwo auf der Welt Fängt mein Weg zum Himmel an
Irgendwo, irgendwie, Irgendwann.

 

Deep in a Dream

Submitted by Dennis Miller
Lyrics by Eddie DeLange / Music by Jimmy Van Heusen

I dim all the lights and I sink in my chair.
The smoke from my cigarette climbs through the air.
The walls of my room fade away in the blue,
And I’m deep in a dream of you.

The smoke makes a stairway for you to descend;
You come to my arms, may this bliss never end,
For we love anew just as we used to do
When I’m deep in a dream of you.

Then from the ceiling, sweet music comes stealing;
We glide through a lover’s refrain, you’re so appealing
That I’m soon revealing my love for you over again.
My cigarette burns me, I wake with a start;
My hand isn’t hurt, but there’s pain in my heart.

Awake or asleep, ev’ry mem’ry I’ll keep
Deep in a dream of you.

 

Serenade in Blue

Submitted by Dennis Miller
Lyrics by Mack Gordon / Music by Harry Warren

When I hear that serenade in blue
I’m somewhere in another world, alone with you
Sharing all the joys we used to know, many moons ago.

Once again your face comes back to me
Just like the theme of some forgotten melody
In the album of my memory, serenade in blue.

It seems like only yesterday, the small cafe, a crowded floor
And as we danced the night away, I hear you say forever more.

And then the song became a sigh
Forever more became goodbye
Cause you remained in my heart, but
Tell me darling is there still a spark?
Or only lonely ashes of the flame we knew
Should I go on whistling in the dark, serenade in blue.

Once again your face comes back to me
Just like the theme of some forgotten melody
In the album of my memory, serenade in blue.

 

Flat Foot Floogie

Submitted by Dennis Miller
Written by Bulee “Slim” Gaillard, Leroy “Slam” Stewart, and Bud Green (1938)

Flat foot floogie with a floy, floy,
Flat foot floogie with a floy, floy,
Flat foot floogie with a floy, floy,
Floy doy, floy doy, floy doy.

Early in the morning when the shadows fall
You can see the floogies, climbing up and down the wall.

Flat foot floogie with a floy, floy,
Flat foot floogie with a floy, floy,
Flat foor floogie with a floy, floy,
Floy doy, floy doy, floy doy.

Flat footed floogie is a queer looking thing.
He’s just about as long as a piece of string.
And all night long you can hear him sing.
Floy doy, floy doy, floy doy.

Flat foot floogie doesn’t stay on the ground.
You can never really tell when he’s around.
But when you see no light and you hear no sound.
There goes the floogie, going to town.

The other day down at left of square, I saw a floogie but he wasn’t there.
He wasn’t there again today. Man! I wish that thing would go away!

O boy! O joy! Hot stuff! I’ll say!
The bridges are coming. Wha-hoo! Wha-hoo!
OK I love you, good-bye!

 

Yes Sir

Submitted by Björn

Man nennt mich Miß Vane, die berühmte, bekannte, yes Sir!
die nicht sehr beliebte bei Onkel und Tante, no, Sir!
Man fürchtet, ich könnt die behüteten Neffen
im Himmelbett oder Spielsaloon treffen,
ich könnt Sie verführen mit tausend Listen,
zu etwas , das sie vielleicht doch noch nicht wüßten.

Yes, Sir! Yes, Sir!
So bin ich am ganzen Leibe ich ,
so bin ich und so bleibe ich. Yes, Sir!

So wie ich hier stehe, so bin ich eben, yes Sir!
Die Schönheit ist mir nicht umsonst gegeben, no, Sir!
Die tausenden kleinen pikanten Histörchen,
die leise geraunten Alkovenmärchen
die sind mir nur teilweise angedichtet,
denn auch ein schlechter Ruf verpflichtet.

Yes, Sir! Yes, Sir!
So bin ich am ganzen Leibe ich,
so bin ich und so bleibe ich. Yes, Sir!

Und muß ich mein irdisches Gastspiel beenden, yes, Sir!
Sollt ihr euch nicht gleichgültig von mir wenden, no, Sir!
Ich habe geliebt, und ich habe geküßt,
weil die Liebe doch dazu erfunden ist,
wie alle`s auch hier tun seit tausenden Jahren,
nur darf man um Gottes will`n nichts erfahren.

Yes, Sir! Yes, Sir!
So bin ich am ganzen Leibe ich,
so bin ich und so bleibe ich. Yes, Sir!

 

Summertime

Submitted by Chaim

Summertime,
And the livin’ is easy
Fish are jumpin’
And the cotton is high

Your daddy’s rich
And your mamma’s good lookin’
So hush little baby
Don’t you cry

One of these mornings
You’re going to rise up singing
Then you’ll spread your wings
And you’ll take to the sky

But till that morning
There’s a’nothing can harm you
With daddy and mamma standing by

Summertime,
And the livin’ is easy
Fish are jumpin’
And the cotton is high

Your daddy’s rich
And your mamma’s good lookin’
So hush little baby
Don’t you cry

 

Somewhere Over the Rainbow

Submitted by Anders Sandvei

Somewhere over the rainbow
Way up high,
There’s a land that I heard of
Once in a lullaby.
Somewhere over the rainbow
Skies are blue,
And the dreams that you dare to dream
Really do come true.

Someday I’ll wish upon a star
And wake up where the clouds are far
Behind me.
Where troubles melt like lemon drops
Away above the chimney tops
That’s where you’ll find me.

Somewhere over the rainbow
Bluebirds fly.
Birds fly over the rainbow.
Why then, oh why can’t I?

If happy little bluebirds fly
Beyond the rainbow
Why, oh why can’t I?

 

But Not For Me

Submitted by Dennis Miller
Lyrics by Ira Gershwin / Music by George Gershwin / From the Show “Girl Crazy” (1930)

They’re writing songs of love – but not for me
A lucky star’s above – but not for me.
With love to lead the way
I’ve found more clouds of gray
Than any Russian play could guarantee.

I was a fool to fall and get that way
Heigh-ho! Alas! And also, lack-a-day!
Although I can’t dis
miss the mem’ry of his kiss,
I guess he’s not for me.

 

And the Angels Sing

Submitted by Chaim

We meet, and the angels sing
The angels sing the sweetest song I ever heard
You speak, and the angels sing
Or am I breathing music into every word
Suddenly, the setting is strange
I can see water and moonlight beaming
Silver waves that break on some undiscovered shore – Then
Suddenly, I see it all change
Long winter nights with the candles gleaming
Through it all your face that I adore.

 

Der Wind Hat Mir ein Lied Erzählt

Original by Zarah Leander

Allein bin ich in der Nacht
Meine Seele wacht und lauscht
Oh Herz, hörst du wie es klingt
In den Palmen sich entfacht

Der Wind hat mir ein Lied erzählt….

Am Meer stand ich abends oft
Und ich hab gehofft, auf was?
Ich sah bunten Vögeln nach
Ach mein Glück zerbrach wie Glas

Der Wind hat mir ein Lied erzählt….

Der Wind hat mir ein Lied erzählt
Von einem Glück unsagbar schön
Er weiss, was meinem Herzen fehlt
Für wen es schlägt und glüth
Er weiss für wen
Komm! Komm! Komm!
Der Wind hat mir ein Lied erzählt
Von einem Herzen, das mir fehlt!

Der Wind hat mir ein Lied erzählt
Von einem Glück unsagbar schön
Er weiss, was meinem Herzen fehlt
Für wen es schlägt und glüth
Er weiss für wen
Komm! Komm!
Der Wind hat mir ein Lied erzählt
Von einem Herzen, das mir fehlt!

The Wind Told Me a Song

Translation by Dennis Simcott

I am alone in the night
My soul’s awake and listens
Oh heart, can you hear how it sounds
It awakes in the palm trees

The wind told me a song….

I was often at the seaside in the evenings
And I hoped…for what?
I looked at colourful birds
Ah, my fortune broke like glass

The wind told me a song….

The wind told a me song
Of fortune, unspeakably beautiful
It knows what my heart needs
For whom it beats and glows
It knows for whom
Come! Come! Come!
The wind told me a song
About a heart that I am missing

The wind told a me song
Of fortune, unspeakably beautiful
It knows what my heart needs
For whom it beats and glows
It knows for whom
Come! Come!
The wind told me a song
About a heart that I am missing

 

Day In – Day Out

Submitted by Chaim

Day in – day out, that same old voodoo follows me about
That same old pounding in my heart, whenever I think of you
And baby I think of you, day in and day out
Day out, day in, I needn’t tell you how my days begin
When I awake I get up with a tingle, one possibility in view
That possibility of maybe seeing you
Come rain – come shine, I meet you and to me the day is fine
Then I kiss your lips, and the pounding becomes an ocean’s roar, a thousand drums
Can’t you see it’s love, can there be any doubt when there it is, day in – day out

 

Bei Mir bist Du Schön

Submitted by Chaim

Bei mir bist du schön, please let me explain
Bei mir bist du schön means you’re grand
Bei mir bist du schön, again I’ll explain
It means you’re the fairest in the land

I could say bella, bella, even say wunderbar
Each language only helps me tell you how grand you are
I’ve tried to explain, bei mir bist du schön
So kiss me, and say you understand!

 

Happiness

Submitted by Chaim

I have such longing
but i feel sure
i wasn’t made for sorrow
my time is coming for happiness
if not today
TOMORROW , I ‘ ve
waited so long , I ‘ ve
learned how to cope
learned , I must never give up
H O P E

HAPPINESS waits for me somewhere out there in the world
and i dream of it with every breath I take
There’s a YES just for me ,
and I hope someday we’ll meet …
one appointment , that’s impossible to break
WHEN & WHERE
i’m not shure
but my heart will take me there
SO MUCH JOY
to be had ,
and it’s TIME I GOT MY SHARE
Happiness could arrive almost any second NOW
WHO KNOWS WHEN WHO KNOWS WHERE WHO KNOWS HOW !!

 

Für Mich Soll’s Rote Rosen Regnen

Submitted by Chaim
Written by Hildegard Knef

Mit sechzehn sagte ich still, ich will,
will groß sein, will siegen, will froh sein, nie lügen,
mit sechzehn sagte ich still, ich will,
will alles, oder nichts.

Für mich, soll’s rote Rosen regnen,
mir sollten sämtliche Wunder begegnen.
Die Welt sollte sich umgestalten,
und ihre Sorgen für sich behalten.

Und später, sagte ich noch, ich möchte,
verstehen, viel sehen, erfahre, bewahren,
und später, sagte ich noch, ich möcht’,
nicht allein sein, und doch frei sein.

Für mich soll’s rote Rosen regnen,
mir sollten sämtliche Wunder begegnen.
Das Glück sollte sich sanft verhalten,
es sollte mein Schicksal, mit Liebe verwalten.

Und heute sage ich still, ich sollte,
mich fügen, begnügen, ich kann mich nicht fügen,
kann mich nicht begnügen, will immer noch siegen,
will alles, oder nichts.

Für mich, soll’s rote Rosen regnen,
mir sollten ganz neue Wunder begegnen.
Mich fern, von altem Neu entfalten,
von dem was erwartet, das meiste halten.

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Big Band Explosion (2003)

Posted by Baron on March 28, 2010
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Love and Kisses

Submitted by Dennis Miller
Words and music by Rudolf Friml and Paul Francis Webster.
First recorded in June, 1935, by Ella Fitzgerald with Chick Webb and His Orchestra

Love and kisses,
Never misses,
Making a heaven for two.
Please pretend de’r,
Sweet surrender,
Coming from someone like you.

You’re perfection,
To affection,
Being a perfect design.
Love has found us,
Joy has found us,
Planning a future devine.

No indecision,
I know that my vision is blue,
When you are new.
No need for sunlight,
For you are the one light,
I see so real to me.

Love and kisses,
That’s what bliss is,
The thing whatever you do.
For completeness,
Whisper sweetness,
Coming from someone like you.

{repeat all four stanzas}

 

All Over Nothing at All

Submitted by Dennis Miller
Words and music by J. Lawrence and P. Altmann
First recorded in May, 1937, by Ella Fitzgerald with Chick Webb and His Orchestra

Ooo, all over nothing at all,
You built me up to a waterfall,
We made up and then,
Quarreled again,
All over nothing at all.

You pinned a note to the wall,
I thought at least you would call,
But I never heard,
Not even a word,
All over nothing at all.

If you ever come back,
Well, I’d be so nice to you.
If you never come back,
I’ll be with the crazies,
Pushing up the daisies.

I watch the clock on the wall,
Wait for your step in the hall,
It’s hard to conceive,
Hard to believe,
It’s all over nothing at all.

(big band interlude)

Ooo, all l over nothing at all,
You built me up to a waterfall,
We made up and then,
All over again,
All over nothing at all.

You pinned a note to the wall,
I thought at least you would call,
But I never heard,
Not even a word,
All over nothing at all.

If you ever come back,
I’d be so nice to you.
If you never come back,
I’d be with the crazies,
Pushing up the daisies.

I watch the clock on the wall,
Wait for your step in the hall.
Say, it’s hard to conceive,
Hard to believe,
It’s over and we’re all through.

It’s hard to conceive,
Hard to believe,
It’s all over nothing at all,
All over nothing at all.

 

If You Ever Should Leave

Submitted by Dennis Miller
Lyrics by Sammy Cahn (aka Sammy Cohen). Music by Saul Chaplin
From the night club score “New Grand Terrace Review” (ca. 1937)

If you ever should leave,
Why would I want to live?
Darling you must believe,
Won’t you try to forgive?

What a fool I would be,
If I fooled with your love for me.
I’d be wrong from the start,
I’d be unfair to my heart.

Oh, whatever you do,
Don’t you say that we’re through,
I’d do nothing but grieve,
If you ever should leave.

{repeat all three stanzas}

I’d do nothing but grieve,
If you ever should leave.

 

Rhythm and Romance

Submitted by Dennis Miller
Music by J.C. “Jimmy” Johnson. Lyrics by George Whiting and Nat Schwartz.
First recorded in August, 1935, by Fats Waller, and in October, 1935, by Ella Fitzgerald

Rhythm and romance,
Romance and rhythm,
Taught me to sparkle anew,
Brought me remarkable you, sweetheart.

Rhythm and romance,
Romance and rhythm,
An inconceivable pair,
That gave our budding affair its start.

The stars gleam,
The moon beams,
The skies seem to smile.
The breeze cries*, the trees sigh,
Please stay around for awhile.

Rhythm and romance,
Romance and rhythm,
A combination so real,
An invitation to steal your heart.

(big band interlude with Nina doing a brief non-verbal scale)

The stars gleam,
The moon beams,
The skies seem to smile.
The breeze cries*, the trees sigh,
Please stay around for awhile.

Rhythm and romance,
Romance and rhythm,
A combination so real,
An invitation to steal your heart.

* Nina sings this line as “The breeze cry…”. Composed as “The breeze cries…”

 

Sugar Blues

Submitted by Dennis Miller
Words by Lucy Fletcher. Music by Clarence Fletcher. (Copyright 1919)

Have you heard these blues that I am gonna sing to you?
When you hear them they will thrill you through and through.
They’re the sweetest blues you’ve ever heard;
Now listen and don’t say a word:

CHORUS
Sugar blues,
Everybody’s singing the sugar blues,
The whole town town is ringing;
My lovin’ man, sweet as can be,
The doggone fool turned sour on me!

I’m so unhappy, I feel so sad,
I could lay me down and die.
You can say what you choose,
But I’m all confused,
I’ve got the sweet, sweet sugar blues.
More sugar,
I got the sugar blues.

CHORUS
Sugar blues,
Everybody’s singin’ the sugar blues.
My lovin’ man, as sweet as can be,
The doggone fool turned sour on me!

I’m so unhappy, feel so unhappy,
I could lay me down and die.
You can say what you choose,
But I’m all confused.
I’ve got the sweet, sweet sugar blues.
More sugar,
I got the sweet sugar blues.

Ooooooo … you can say what you choose,
But I’m all confused.
Baby got the sugar blues,
Baby got the sugar blues.

 

I Want to Be Happy

Submitted by Dennis Miller
Words by Irving Caesar. Music by Vincent Youmans.
From the 1925 Broadway musical “No, No, Nanette!”

REFRAIN
I want to be happy
But I won’t be happy
Till I make you happy, too.
Life’s really worth living
When we are mirth giving –
Why can’t I give some to you?

When skies are gray
And you say you are blue
I’ll send the sun smiling through.*
I want to be happy
But I won’t be happy
Till I make you happy, too.

REPEAT REFRAIN
I want to be happy,
But I won’t be happy
Till I make you happy, too.
Life’s really worth living
When we are mirth giving –
Why can’t I give some to you?

When skies are gray
And you say you are blue
I’ll send the sun smiling through to you.*
I want to be happy
But I won’t be happy
Till I make you happy, too.

I want to be happy
But I won’t be happy
Till I make you happy, too.

[gutteral sounds leading to ‘Oh my gawd!’]
* It sounds like Nina sings this line as ” I send the suns smiling through.” It is composed as “I’ll send the sun smiling through.”

 

The Lady Loves Me

Submitted by Christophe Bonniord from France
Duet with Lucas Alexander

She loves me, she loves me not
She loves me, she loves me not
She loves me, she loves me.
The lady loves me and it shows
In spite of the way she turns up her nose
I’m her ideal, her hearts desire
Under that ice she’s burning like fire r />She’d like to cuddle up to me
She’s playing hard to get
The lady loves me, but she doesn’t know it yet
The gentleman has savoir-faire
As much as an elephant or a bear
I’d like to take him for a spin
Back to the zoo to visit his kin
He’s got about as much appeal as a soggy cigarette
The lady loathes him but he doesn’t know it yet
The lady’s got a crush on me
The gentleman’s crazy obviously
The lady’s dying to be kissed
The gentleman needs a psychiatrist
I’d rather kiss a rattlesnake
Or play Russian roulette
The lady loves me, but she doesn’t know it yet
She’s falling fast she’s on the skids
Both of his heads are flipping their lids
Tonight she’ll hold me in her arms
I’d rather be holding hydrogen bombs
Will someone tell this Romeo
I’m not his Juliet
The lady loves me, but she doesn’t know it yet
She wants me
Like poison ivy
Oh, needs me
Like a hole in the head
Everyone can see she’s got it bad
He’s mad!
The gentleman is an egotist
Ha!, I’m simply aware I’m hard to resist
He’s one man I could learn to hate
So how’s about having dinner at eight?
I’d rather dine with Frankenstein
In a moonlight tete-a-tete
The lady loves me, but she doesn’t know it yet
Oh yes she loves me
Dig that shrinking violet
Oh she really loves me
Here’s one gal you’ll never get
She lo- lo- loves me
Would you like to make a bet?
I said the lady loves me
The gentleman’s all wet!

 

Over the Rainbow

Submitted by Anders Sandvei

Somewhere over the rainbow
Way up high,
There’s a land that I heard of
Once in a lullaby.
Somewhere over the rainbow
Skies are blue,
And the dreams that you dare to dream
Really do come true.

Someday I’ll wish upon a star
And wake up where the clouds are far
Behind me.
Where troubles melt like lemon drops
Away above the chimney tops
That’s where you’ll find me.

Somewhere over the rainbow
Bluebirds fly.
Birds fly over the rainbow.
Why then, oh why can’t I?

If happy little bluebirds fly
Beyond the rainbow
Why, oh why can’t I?

 

Let’s Call the Whole Thing Off

Submitted by Anders Sandvei

You say “either” and I say “either”
You say “neither” I say “neither”
“Either” “either”, “neither” “neither”
Let’s call the whole thing off
You say “potato,” I say “patattah”
You say “tomato”, I say “creole tomata”
Oh, let’s call the whole thing off
Oh, if we call the whole thing off
Then we must part and oh
If we ever part, that would break my heart
So, I say “ursta” you say “oyster”
I’m not gonna stop eatin’ urstas just cause you say oyster,
Oh, let’s call the whole thing off
Oh, I say “pajamas”, you say “pajamas”
Sugar, what’s the problem?
Oh, for we know we need each other so
We’d better call the calling off off
So let’s call it off, oh let’s call it off
Oh, let’s call it off, baby let’s call it off
Sugar why don’t we call it off,
I’m talking baby why call it off
Call it off¡¬
Let’s call the whole thing off

 

Let Me Entertain You

Submitted by Anders Sandvei

Let me entertain you
Let me make you smile
Let me do a few tricks
Some old and then some new tricks
I’m very versatile

And if you’re real good
I’ll make you feel good
I want your spirits to climb
So let me entertain you
And we’ll have a real good time, yes sir
We’ll have a real good time

And if you’re real good
I’ll make you feel good
I want your spirits to climb
So let me entertain you
And we’ll have a real good time, yes sir
We’ll have a real good time

 

Starlit Hour

Submitted by Anders Sandvei

Love here in the starlit hour
Oh, heaven is in your eyes
While the wind is sobbing
Underneath the stars
Both our hearts are throbbing
Like two guitars

Love here in the starlit hour
Night whispering lullabies
Let me dream forever
Underneath the silvery skies

Will it be just as sweet again,
The glamor, the glory that we know
Will I find when we meet again
The glamor, the glory’s still a glow

But tonight let us forget tomorrow
Here under the midnight blue
Love will bloom and flower
In the starlit hour with you…

 

Fever

Submitted by Anders Sandvei

Never know how much I love you
Never know how much I care
When you put your arms around me
I get a fever that’s so hard to bear

You give me fever when you kiss me
Fever when you hold me tight
Fever in the morning
Fever all through the night.

Ev’rybody’s got the fever
That is something you all know
Fever isn’t such a new thing
Fever started long ago

Sun lights up the daytime
Moon lights up the night
I light up when you call my name
And you know I’m gonna treat you right

You give me fever when you kiss me
Fever when you hold me tight
Fever in the morning
Fever all through the night

Romeo loved juliet
Juliet she felt the same
When he put his arms around her
He said ‘Julie, baby, you’re my flame
Thou giv-est fever when we kisseth
Fever with the flaming youth
Fever I’m afire
Fever yea I burn for sooth’

Captain smith and Pocahontas
Had a very mad affair
When her daddy tried to kill him
She said ‘Daddy, o, don’t you dare
He gives me fever with his kisses
Fever when he holds me tight
Fever, I’m his misses,
Oh daddy, won’t you treat him right

Now you’ve listened to my story
Here’s the point that I have made
Cats were born to give chicks fever
Be it fahrenheit or centigrade
They give you fever when you kiss them
Fever if you live and learn
Fever till you sizzle
What a lovely way to burn
What a lovely way to burn
What a lovely way to burn

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Return of the Mother (2000)

Posted by Baron on March 28, 2010
Posted in: Lyrics: Albums. 1 Comment

Return of the Mother

Submitted by James Gilbert

“We can worship God as the Divine Mother
for Mother is closer than the Father.
And if…we pray to the Mother Divine, she will answer
through her lightning voice.”

The return of the Mother!
The return of the Goddess of Love! (x2)

Come to me!
Hail Mary
What do I see?
Who do we have here now?
We wanna take a ride with you
die die die die die die die die die (x2)

d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-die-die-die
die die die die die die die die die

Come to me!
Hail Mary
Come to me!
Hail Mary
The return of the Mother!
The return of the Goddess of Love!

My revelation is a revolution
Establish justice for all in my world
And if you truly love me, you will change everything for me
And with you always, I’m always with you.

Come to me!
Hail Mary
What do I see?
Who do we have here now?
We wanna take a ride with you
die die die die die die die die die (x2)

d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-die-die-die
die die die die die die die die die (x2)
die die die die die die die die die
d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-die-die-die

Come to me!
Hail Mary
Come to me!
Hail Mary
Hail Mary

Those who have awaken to the Mother
Have given birth to the Divine Child within themselves
They have all a certain look like no other
Like the dog that died next to my hotel.

The return of the Mother!
The return of the Goddess of Love!
Every soul turns towards the Mother!
Every soul turns to the Goddess of Love! (x2)

“Hier Cosma….Ciao” (Speaking part by Cosma Shiva)

 

Der Wind Hat Mir Ein Lied Erzählt

Allein bin ich in der Nacht
Meine Seele wacht und lauscht
Oh Herz, hörst du wie es klingt
In den Palmen sich entfacht

Der Wind hat mir ein Lied erzählt….

Am Meer stand ich abends oft
Und ich hab gehofft, auf was?
Ich sah bunten Vögeln nach
Ach mein Glück zerbrach wie Glas

Der Wind hat mir ein Lied erzählt….

Der Wind hat mir ein Lied erzählt
Von einem Glück unsagbar schön
Er weiss, was meinem Herzen fehlt
Für wen es schlägt und glüth
Er weiss für wen
Komm! Komm! Komm!
Der Wind hat mir ein Lied erzählt
Von einem Herzen, das mir fehlt!

Der Wind hat mir ein Lied erzählt
Von einem Glück unsagbar schön
Er weiss, was meinem Herzen fehlt
Für wen es schlägt und glüth
Er weiss für wen
Komm! Komm!
Der Wind hat mir ein Lied erzählt
Von einem Herzen, das mir fehlt!

 

The Wind Told Me A Song

I am alone in the night
My soul’s awake and listens
Oh heart, can you hear how it sounds
It awakes in the palm trees

The wind told me a song….

I was often at the seaside in the evenings
And I hoped…for what?
I looked at colourful birds
Ah, my fortune broke like glass

The wind told me a song….

The wind told a me song
Of fortune, unspeakably beautiful
It knows what my heart needs
For whom it beats and glows
It knows for whom
Come! Come! Come!
The wind told me a song
About a heart that I am missing

The wind told a me song
Of fortune, unspeakably beautiful
It knows what my heart needs
For whom it beats and glows
It knows for whom
Come! Come!
The wind told me a song
About a heart that I am missing

 

Schachmatt

Das Ende der Welt, ist euch das egal
Wat`n Jammertal, wat`ne Seelenqual
Das Ende der Welt, ist euch das egal
Wat`n Jammertal, wat`ne Seelenqual

Ist sich denn hier keiner gewahr
Es besteht absolute Kriegsgefahr
Ist sich denn hier keiner gewahr
Es besteht akute Kriegsgefahr

A- und B- und C-Waffen
Wie sie nur gaffen, gaffen und raffen
??? unsere Erde ???
Ja, haben haben, wie die doofen Schaben
Aber wo bleiben unsere Gaben?

Stellt euch vor, wie haben uns gerade geliebt
Da fliegt er auf uns zu der Astroid
Mit rötlich gelbem Schwanz
Tanzt er uns den Todestanz
Er macht ein lautes BOOH,
Mach bloss schnell das Fenster zu du
Die ohne Bange, entweichen der Zange
Die göttlichen Schiffe, mir göttlichem Griffe
Nehmen die, die keine Angst haben einfach mit
The rest gets hit

Wie haben wir geliebt, die Erde und den Sand
Die ewig grosse Liebe, die uns alle so verband
Wie haben wir geliebt, den einen lieben Gott
Wie haben wir gelitten, brachte man uns auf das Schafott
Wie haben wir geliebt, das Wasser und das Meer
Ist denn uns und die Welt zu ändern wirklich so so schrecklich schwer?
Wie haben wir geliebt, die Sonne und das Licht
Sag mir bitte niemals wieder ändern kannst du dich nicht

Die Prophezeiung, wenn Hitze auf Kälte trifft
Wenn es nur noch grau ist, wenn es nur noch schifft
Wenn Stürme zu Wirbelstürmen werden, ist das Ende nah auf Erden
Die Welt wird erschüttert werden, von Erdbeben, will denn keiner überleben?

Sie werden schlucken Stadt fuer Stadt, Schachmatt
Land für Land, ach du grosser Elefant
Nichts ist hier mehr mit charmant und garlant
Alles abgebrannt, kein Geld mehr da für Flaschenpfand
Es ist eine grosse Schand! Es ist eine grosse Schand!

Wie haben wir geliebt, die Erde und den Sand
Die ewig grosse Liebe, die uns alle so verband
Wie haben wir geliebt, das Wasser und das Meer
Ist denn uns und sie Welt zu ändern wirklich so so schrecklich schwer
Wie haben wir geliebt, die Liebe und die Kraft
Die Kinder und die Tiere und die grosse Wissenschaft
Wie haben wir geliebt, die Ruhe der Natur
Seelig seihen die, die halten ihre Seelen pur
Wie haben wir geliebt, als Mensch geboren zu sein
Und alles uns zu teilen, bis es dann kam, das Dein und Mein!

Wie haben wir geliebt, den Esel und das Gnu
Und nach getaner Arbeit unsere wohlverdiente Ruh
Wie haben wir geliebt, den einen lieben Gott
Wie haben wir gelitten, brachte man uns auf das Schafott
Wie haben wir geliebt, die Erde und den Sand
Die ewig grosse Liebe, die uns alle so verband
Wie haben wir geliebt, das Wasser und das Meer
Ist denn uns und sie Welt zu ändern wirklich so so schrecklich schwer
Wie haben wir geliebt, die Sonne und das Licht
Sag mir bitte niemals wieder ändern kannst du dich nicht

 

Checkmate

The end of the world, don’t you care?
What a day of woe, what agony of the soul
The end of the world, don’t you care?
What a day of woe, what agony of the soul

Is nobody aware of what’s going on here?
Here we have absolute danger of war
Is nobody aware of what’s going on here?
Here we have acute danger of war

A and B and C weapons
How they just stare and reap
How they just want rob our earth
We like to have and take, like the stupid cockroaches,
But when do we give our gifts?

Imagine, we’ve just made love
There it is coming toward us, the asteroid
With it’s red and yellow tail
He dances the dance of death for us
It makes a loud BOOM!
Quick, shut the window
The ones without fear escape the claws
The divine ships with divine grips,
Pick up the on
es without fear
The rest gets hit

How we have loved the earth and the sand
The great eternal love that connected us all
How we have loved the one and only God
How we have suffered being brought to this scaffold
How we have loved the water and the sea
Is it really so awfully difficult to change ourselves and this world?
How we have loved the sun and the light
Please don’t ever tell me again that you can’t change

The prophecy, when heat clashes with coldness
When everything is grey, when it only rains
When storms become tornados, then earth’s end is nigh
The world will be shaken by earthquakes
Does nobody want to survive?

They will swallow city by city, checkmate!
Land by land, big old elephant
Charming and gallant, useless, everything has burnt down
No more money for bottle deposit
It’s a big shame, it’s a big shame

How we have loved the earth and the sand
The great eternal love that connected us all
How we have loved the water and the sea
Is it really so awfully difficult to change ourselves and this world?
How we have loved the love and the power
The children and the animals and the great big science
How we have loved the tranquility of nature
Blessed are the ones who keep their souls pure
How we have loved to be born as humans
And to share everything, until it came the “Yours and Mine”

How we have loved the donkey and the gnu
And our well-earned quietude after finished work
How we have loved the one and only God
How we have suffered being brought to this scaffold
How we have loved the earth and the sand
The great eternal love that connected us all
How we have loved the water and the sea
Is it really so awfully difficult to change ourselves and this world?
How we have loved the sun and the light
Please don’t ever tell me again that you can’t change

 

Frequenzkontrolle

“This announcement from the producers of this record contains
important information for radio programme directors and is not for
broadcast”

Sie befinden sich in der Zone des freien Willens!
This is the free will zone!

“Most people believe that the learning curve requires a great deal of intelligence. This is not so.”

You believe that you live in the land of the free
And the home of the brave
Huh, you live in the most controlled society on the planet
This is the ultimate tyranny against humanity

You have been deprived of knowledge by frequency control

Wenn ihr im Anbetracht der zehn Millionen Sonnen in unserer Milchstrasse meint
Dass unsere Erde der einzige Planet ist, der intelligentes Leben beherbergt,
Dann bedürft ihr einer Vision

“Extra, Extra, Bild am Sonntag: Neues von der UFO Absturzstelle”

You have been controlled like sheep
By those who think they own you
You have been deprived of knowledge
By freakquency control

You have been controlled like sheep
By those who think they own you
You have been deprived of knowledge
By freakquency control

Glaubst du an physikalische Unsterblichkeit?
Die Beschaffenheit von Wirklichkeit ist die Ewigkeit
Could you believe in physical immortality?
Interdimensional love and truth and simplicity!

Die Regierenden liegen sich in der Wolle
Wir unterliegen ihrer Frequenzkontrolle
Wir glauben alle and das Märchen von der Frau Holle
Die Geheimnisträger freuen sich wie Bolle
???
Genmanipulanten die neuste Knolle
Alle sind brav wie Frau Holle
Wir unterliegen ihrer Frequenzkontrolle

Das UFO Phenomen von Darmstadt
Die Weltgemeinschaft spinnt
Jetzt kritisieren sie die Ufologen
Während kostbare Zeit verinnt
Das Pictogramm von Nazca, ich habe es selbst gesehen
Wir brauchen ein neues Weltbild
Wie wollen das UFO Phenomen verstehen

“Guten Abend zu den Spätnachrichten, aus aktuellem Anlass, schalten wir
sofort um zu unserer Aussenkorrespondenten Anke Engelke an der UFO
Absturzstelle, Anke!”
“Danke, ihre Füsse hatten keine Zehen, eher Hand ähnlich, mit Häuten
dazwischen. Die grossen Köpfe, gehören offenbar daher, dass ihre Gehirne
offenbar grösser als die unserigen sind, ihre Arme sind lang, dünn und
reichen bis zu den Knien.”

“Wir sind euche Allgeschwister, lebendige und intelligente Wesen, so wie
ihr. Meistens nehmen wir telephatisch Kontakt auf, wenn wir jedoch sprechen,
dann sehr schnell….”

Entferne die Frequenz der Levitation
Erkämpfe die Frequenz der Deformation
Vernichte die Frequenz der Kalkulation
Entdecke die Frequenz der Integration

You have been controlled like sheep
By those who think they own you
You have been deprived of knowledge
By freakquency control

We will have to sow what we reap
The fearless will be taken and fly
When on May Day the impact is deep
We will not die, we’ll wave bye-bye

Don’t leave a message after the beep
If you don’t want them to clone you
Remove the Freakquency of the Freak
If you want us to take you home-sweet-home-sweet-home
Could you believe in physical immortality?
Interdimensional love and truth and simplicity!

 

Freakquency Control

Submitted by Bill Hughes
This is the all-English version, as sung live–NOT a literal translation of the German version!

This is a free will zone
The free will zone

You have been deprived of knowledge by frequency control!

You believe that you live in the land of the free
And the home of the brave
Yet you live in the most controlled societies on the planet
This is the ultimate tyranny towards humanity

You have been deprived of knowledge by frequency control

Extra, Extra
The National Examiner
News from the UFO press site

You have been controlled like sheep
By those who think they own you
You have been deprived of knowledge
By freakquency control

You have been controlled like sheep
By those who think they own you
You have been deprived of knowledge
By freakquency control

Could you believe in physical immortality?
Could you visualize the reality of infinity?
Could you imagine physical immortality?
Interdimensional love and truth and simplicity!

The agencies keep fighting
And the governments are denying
The men in black are lying
But the UFOs are flying
Many people are contacted
And many people are abducted
The industry keeps on stinging
But Nina Hagen keeps on singing

Now forget about close encounter
Phenomenal emergency
I stood at my window and rightly
I was in ecstasy
I guess I am one of the fearless
I will be taken in flight
When on May Day the earth will be shaken
I will not die, I’ll wave bye-bye

I was visited by the lightship in 1981
While 4 months pregnant with Cosma Shiva
The encounter was amazing and fun
They came from another dimension
The one who is close from home
The Sacred Mothership Connection
They’re from around the central sun
They told me, be fearless, it helps to keep smiling
They’d been training me that way
My undeniable preparation for that very special day
Now how can we be totally fearless
Well, we have to surrender to god
One of a kind
Full of bliss
Join us and don’t miss this
Please don’t stay away and suffer
This game is boring and old
Like Scully working under cover
Don’t
tell me you haven’t been told

Remove the frequency of limitation
Bring in the frequency of information
Remove the frequency of alienation
Bring in the frequency of inspiration

You have been controlled like sheep
By those who think they own you
You have been deprived of knowledge
By freakquency control

We will have sown what we reap
The fearless will be taken in flight
When on May Day the impasse is deep
We will not die, we’ll wave bye-bye
Now leave your messages to the beat
If you don’t want them to clone you
Remove the frequency of the freak
If you want us to take you home

Could you believe in physical immortality?
Could you visualize the reality of infinity?
Could you imagine physical immortality?
Interdimensional love and truth and simplicity!

Mommy Dearest, to thee I pray!
Mommy Dearest, to thee I surrender!

 

Poetenclub

“Kunst fürs Volk, durch’s Volk”
“I want to get my audience again, ’cause I’m too lonely without them…”
“Ja, maybe, hopefully”
“Falco Falco”

überdosis Alkohol, zuviel Koks und Kohle stossen auf dich an -zum Wohle
So viel Leben, so viele Krater, so viel Sterben, wie geht’s den Armen
Wer war denn nun der Vater? So viele Scherben, ich vermiss’ dich!
Du bist jetzt im Licht. Hast so ein liebes Gesicht.
Hast du dir schon vergeben, kennst du jetzt deine ganzen Leben?
Und kommst du bald mal wieder, bist Popstar und machst wieder Volkslieder,
Du Lieber!

Hey ich auch mal mit, wir trippen jetzt zu Dritt…????
Erschein’ mir mal im Traum und sag mal was dazu,
Du Falco, jetzt bin ich der Hans!
Hans Hälsig -nee Hans Hagen!

Darf ich es mal wagen, dich zu fragen, wieviel Kragen du getragen
Als du flachlagst ?????, in der Haupstadt mit dem Namen Kopenhagen?

“Wie die Hasen”
“Falco Falco”

Ich kenne das Szenario, nichts Unmenschliches ist mir mehr fremd, my friend
Diese Industrie ist die reinste Ornanie, man leckt und schleckt, es schmeckt wie Dreck!
Nichts wie weg! (Schall und Rauch) Künsterische Freiheit!

“Falco Falco” -Kurt Cobain

Dieser Beruf ist alles, aber nicht bequem
Ganz schön insane, but who’s to blame
What’s the name of the game? -Ach Gott!
Ach Gott, was soll’s, ich lauf auf Holz
Gott sei Dank auf das bisschen Stolz
Ohne dich ist uns jetzt klar, was nicht ist, aber was mal war
Alle muessen sterben, vielleicht sogar auch ich
Ja Falco ich weiss, so einfach geht das nicht!

“??????”
“Mich hat es eigentlich ganz gut erwischt!”
“Ich könnte dir ein Referat halten über meine Marxistischen ansichten!” -Ja gerne!
“I’m still searching for my way!” -Aha!

“Eins, zwei, drei…” -Und crash!

Und vorbei!
Ja oh may this way that way, whichever way
The way is the goal, and the soul went exit through a hole in the head on the bed
Be glad that the way is the goal! Tao, Falco, tao! Endlich Waffen im Bargo!
Tod und peace! “Richtig!”

Shanti Shanti Shanti, Falco, “Er vermisst uns” Om Shanti Shanti Shanti!

Andere Dimensionen, ahnen können wir es schon.
Da wo du jetzt bist bei den Göttern, da glaubt ja keiner dran von den ganzen Spöttern.
Aber ich weiss es, war ja auch schon da, aber seit du plötzlich weg bist wohl, ist mir erst so richtig klar.
Falco, Mensch sein, ne Seele haben, Lob, Gott, es ist einfach wunderbar.

Ne Seele ist nämlich immer da wo ne Seele hingehört, geht nie verloren, wird nie zerstört.

“Richtig! Nudelsuppe, Nudelpuppe!”

Ne Seele ist immer da wo ne Seele hingehört, geht nie verloren, wird nie zerstört.

 

Höllenzug

Du bist jung und schon krank, der Schulmedizin sei dank
Sie haben dich vergiftet, jetzt bist du abgedriftet

Nehm nicht den Zug der zur Hölle fährt
Der Höllenzug, der niemals umkehrt
Verseuch dich nicht mit Pharmazie
Versuch’s mal mit Natur -notier!
Denn alles was du bist, ist krank, am Tropf und Trist
Dank deinem Doktor Heiss, jetzt zahlst du deinen Preis
Denn alles was du bist, auf deine eigene Weise
Dank dem Doktor fuer die Frist vor der grossen Reise

Sie haben dich verloren, haben dich verloren, om mani padme hum di, oh mane padme hum di

Die älteste Beschwerde ist Sy-sy-syphilia,
Die geile Hammelherde, die rammelt auch noch Pferde

Nehm nicht den Zug der zur Hölle fährt
Der Höllenzug, der niemals umkehrt
Verseuch dich nicht mit Doktor’s Pillen
Die killen erst dich, dann die Bazillen
Denn alles was du bist, wenn du dich hier verpisst
Ist ?????? sein, bestätigt auf dem Totenschein
Denn alles was du bist, mit deiner ganzen Pleite
Man hat dich nicht vemisst, du kleiner Ateist

Po-po-pornographia, ist doch was für dich ????
Erst öffentliche Spritzen, für euer plaisir

Nehm nicht den Zug der zur Hölle fährt
Der Höllenzug, der niemals umkehrt
Verseuch dich nicht mit Pharmazie
Versuch’s mal mit Natur -notier!
Denn alles was du bist, ist krank, am Tropf und Trist
Dank deinem Doktor Heiss, jetzt zahlst du deinen Preis
Denn alles was du bist, auf deine eigene Weise
Dank dem Doktor fuer die Frist vor der grossen Reise
Denn alles was du bist, wenn du dich hier verpisst
Ist ?????? sein, bestätigt auf dem Totenschein
Denn alles was du bist, mit deiner ganzen Pleite
Man hat dich nicht vemisst, du kleiner Oportunist

Mögen alle Lebewesen Befreiung erlangen

 

Schüttel Mich

Schüttel mich, schüttel mich
Meine Früchte sind allesamt reif -greif zu -los!
Schüttel mich, schüttel mich, schüttel schüttel schüttel schüttel mich!
Zuckerschnibbe!

Wie kann ich dir das unbeschreibliche beschreiben
Ich hol dich einfach ab, ich halte dich auf Trab, jawoll!
Komm, komm, komm mein kleiner Templegong,
Heim, heim, heim zu Mutter’s Heiligen Schein

Komm mit mir nach Haus, mein kleines Schätzchen, mein Spätzchen
Ich hab’ dich lieb, du Maus
Komm ab ins Bettchen, mein Fretchen

Schüttel mich, schüttel mich
Meine Früchte sind allesamt reif -greif zu -los!
Schüttel mich, schüttel mich, schüttel schüttel schüttel schüttel mich!
Zuckerschnibbe!

Schüttel mich, schüttel mich
Meine Früchte sind allesamt reif -greif zu -los!
Schüttel mich, schüttel mich, schüttel schüttel schüttel schüttel mich!
Zuckerschnibbe!

Du hast geweint, obwohl die Sonne scheint
Du glaubst an nichts, wegen all den Bösewichts
So war nur Spiel
Der Preis war heiss
Und jetzt bedeut ich dir soviel, weil ich die Wahrheit weiss

Komm mit mir nach Haus, mein kleines Schätzchen, mein Spätzchen
Ich hab’ dich lieb, du Maus
Komm ab ins Bettchen, mein Fretchen

“Okay…….”

Es gibt keinen Sünder ohne Zukunft
Kein Heiliger ist ohne Vergangenheit
Ich kenn mich da gut aus, ich kenn den Weg nach Haus
Aus den alten Illusionen da machen wir was neues draus

Komm mit mir nach Haus, mein kleines Schätzchen, mein Spätzchen
Ich hab’ dich lieb, du Maus
Komm ab ins Bettchen, mein Fretchen

Komm mit mir nach Haus, mein kleines Schätzchen, mein Spätzchen
Ich hab’ dich lieb, du Maus
Komm ab ins Bettchen, mein Fretchen

(Komm mit mir nach Haus, mein kleines Schätzchen, mein Spätzchen) ( Schüttel mich, schüttel mich)
(Ich hab’ dich lieb, du Maus) ( Meine Früchte sind allesamt
reif -greif zu -los!)
(Komm ab ins Bettchen, mein Fretchen) ( Schüttel mich, schüttel mich, schüttel schüttel schüttel schüttel mich!)
Zuckerschnibbe!

Heirate mich!!!

 

Yes Sir

Submitted by Björn

Man nennt mich Miß Vane, die berühmte, bekannte, yes Sir!
die nicht sehr beliebte bei Onkel und Tante, no, Sir!
Man fürchtet, ich könnt die behüteten Neffen
im Himmelbett oder Spielsaloon treffen,
ich könnt Sie verführen mit tausend Listen,
zu etwas , das sie vielleicht doch noch nicht wüßten.

Yes, Sir! Yes, Sir!
So bin ich am ganzen Leibe ich ,
so bin ich und so bleibe ich. Yes, Sir!

So wie ich hier stehe, so bin ich eben, yes Sir!
Die Schönheit ist mir nicht umsonst gegeben, no, Sir!
Die tausenden kleinen pikanten Histörchen,
die leise geraunten Alkovenmärchen
die sind mir nur teilweise angedichtet,
denn auch ein schlechter Ruf verpflichtet.

Yes, Sir! Yes, Sir!
So bin ich am ganzen Leibe ich,
so bin ich und so bleibe ich. Yes, Sir!

Und muß ich mein irdisches Gastspiel beenden, yes, Sir!
Sollt ihr euch nicht gleichgültig von mir wenden, no, Sir!
Ich habe geliebt, und ich habe geküßt,
weil die Liebe doch dazu erfunden ist,
wie alle`s auch hier tun seit tausenden Jahren,
nur darf man um Gottes will`n nichts erfahren.

Yes, Sir! Yes, Sir!
So bin ich am ganzen Leibe ich,
so bin ich und so bleibe ich. Yes, Sir!

 

Handgrenade

Submitted by Barry L.

You are young and exposed
Radiation’s up your nose
Your soul is on fire, and your doctor is a liar!

Don’t ride that train, it’s a handgrenade
Don’t ride that train, it’s not your fate
Don’t push in vain, it’s too insane
Don’t hesitate, ’cause it’s not too late

For everything they are, in every single way
They’re pushing it too far, it’s time that they will have to pay
For taking peoples’ lives with all those evil lies
Don’t sign up for the lease with the devils in disguise

The oldest disease is s-s-syphilia
Your doctor’s counting on your fear
And your T-cells disappear

Don’t lie to me about HIV
You will not die, ask Magic why
Refuse to take the cocktail pill
‘Cause they will make you really ill

But everything they do, they put you in the zoo
They betray and lie to you, and you think it’s all true
They play with peoples’ lives with all those evil lies
Don’t sign up for the lease with the devils in disguise

The popular graffitti is definitely tricky
Your soul is feeling shitty, and no one will take pity
No one will take pity!!

Don’t ride that train, it’s a handgrenade
Don’t ride that train, it’s not your fate
Don’t push in vain, it’s too insane
Don’t hesitate, it’s not too late

For everything you are, you’re a victim of the war
They use the ugly trick, the drugs they give you make you sick!
The FDA approves, they watch you while you lose
AZT’s the name of their criminal game

Don’t lie to me about HIV
You will not die, ask Magic Johnson why
He does not take the deadly pills
‘Cause he knows that’s what really kills

So refuse to take your chemicals,
Be confident with naturals
Arise and shine, you’ll be fine
Read all the books, get off the hooks
Society’s gone crazy, society’s gone lazy
The industry wants money, and we don’t think that’s funny

My song is coming to an end, I hope you understand
HIV is not the end, I hope you understand

 

He Shiva Shankara

Submitted by Anders Sandvei

He Shiva Shankara
He Maheshvara
He Shiva Shankara
He Maheshvara

Sukha Kara
Dukha Hara
Hara Hara Shankara
Sukha Kara
Dukha Hara
Hara Hara Shankara

Om namah shivay
Hari om namah shivay
Om namah shivay
Hari om namah Shivay

He Shiva Shankara
He Maheshvara
He Shiva Shankara
He Maheshvara
Sukha Kara
Dukha Hara
Hara Hara Shankara
Sukha Kara
Dukha Hara
Hara Hara Shankara

Om Mani Padme Hum
Om Mani Padme Hum
Om Mani Padme Hum
Om Mani Padme Hum

He Shiva Shankara
He Maheshvara
He Shiva Shankara
He Mahesvara
Take away my misery, my misery and pain, O Lord
Sukha Kara
Dukha Hara
Hara Hara Shankara
Om namah Shivay
Hari om namah Shivay

He Shiva Shankara
He Maheshvara
He Shiva Shankara
He Maheshvara
Take away my misery and bring me back my happiness
Sukha Kara
Dukha Hara
Hara Hara Shankara
Om Namah Shiay
Hari om namah Shivay

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Om Namah Shivay (1999)

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All lyrics submitted by Dennis Simcott

Mritunya Mantra

Om trayambakam yajamahe
Suganhim pushti
Varhanam urwarukmiva
Vandana mrityor
Mukshiya mamritat

 

Jai Mata Kali, Jai Mata Durge

Kali Durge, namo namah
Kali Durge, namo namah
Jai! Mata Kali
Jai! Mata Durge

 

He Shiva Shankara

He Shiva shankara
He maheshwara

Sukha kara dukha hara
Hara hara shankara

Om namah shivay
Om namah shivay

(Om mani padme hum)

 

Gayatri Mantra

Om
Bhur bhuvah svah
Tat savitur varenyam
Bhargo devasya dhimahi
Dhiyo yo nah prachodoyat

 

Shanti Mantra

Sahana vavatu saha no bhunaktu
Sha viryam kara va vahai
Tejaswina vadhi tamastu ma vidisha vahai
Om Shanti, Shanti Shanti

 

Sankirtana

Note:  The lyrics are very similar to “Omhaidakhandi”…these were taken directly from the CD booklet.

Shri Haidakhandi Haidakhandi Haidakhandi Bol!
Ishvara Sata Chita Ananda Bol

Shri Samba Sadashiva Samba Sadashiva Samba Sadashiva Bol!
Palaka Preraka Jaga Pati Bol!

Jaya Jaya Haidakhana Bihari,
Jaga Kalyana Hetu Avatari.

Tuma Hi Ho Mama Sadaguru Deva,
Alakha Agochara Shiva Mahadeva.

Parama Dayamaya Hridaya Tumharo,
Sharana Gata Ko Shigrah Uvaro.

Kona So Kashta Munindra Hai Jaga Main,
Dura Na Hoya Daya Se China Main.

Bolata Vachana Sada Bhayahari,
Baba Manasa phalai Tum Hari.

Mangala Bhawana Amangala Hari
Prabhu Tere Charana Kamala Bali Hari.

Mridu Bhashi Muni Parama Udara,
Bodha Vakya Hai Gyana Ko Sara.

Satya Sanatana Dharma Udara,
Gyana Nihita Suchi Karma Uchra.

Sabahi Swadharma Shreyakara Data,
Dvesha Ghrina Nahin Dharma Kahata.

Prema Saralata Sata Yuta Bhrata,
Yahi Dharma Manava Sukha Data.

Mana Bhajo Hiya Shodho Bhai,
Prabhu Abayantara Baithyo Ai.

 

English

Lord Haidiakhandi be praised, the Lord of Truth, Consciousness and Bliss. Lord Sambasadashiva be praised, the Source of Inspriation, the Protector and Supreme Lord of the Universe.

Glory be to Lord Haidiakhandi, God-become-man, for the salvation of the world. Lord Haidakhandi…

Thou are beyond compare, my Supreme master, Omnipresent Shiva Mahadeva. Lord Haidakhandi…

Thy heart full of compassion, thou art ever ready to help him who has surrendered at Thy feet. Lord Haidakhandi…

Oh King of Sages, Oh Munindra, there is no worldly care, which through Thy grace, is not instantly taken away. Lord Haidakhandi…

Thy words remove all fear and all our wishes Thou dost grant.
Lord Haidakhandi…

Thy lotus feet bestow grace, destroying all evil.
Lord Haidakhandi…

Oh, Thou gentle-spoken, benevolent sage, Thy every saying is pure enlightenment. Lord Haidakhandi…

The Eternal Religion teaches truth and generosity. Thou hast revealed hidden religious truths. Lord Haidakhandi…

Our religious duty is service to others; not jealousy, envy, repulsion.
Lord Haidakhandi…

The triple virtues of man’s true religion are love, truth and simplicity.
Lord Haidakhandi…

Chant the Lord’s name and you will find Him dwelling within your heart.
Lord Haidakhandi…

Let go of your ignorance, for Shiva resides in a pure heart alone.
Lord Haidakhandi…

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BeeHappy (1996)

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Runaway

Submitted by B.L.

I can’t be where I am, I’ve gotta get away
Somewhere as far as I can from you
Somehow it is very clear
I’m getting bored very easily
Maybe somewhere else everybody will be more friendly

And I just wanna get away from everything I know
Runaway, as far as I can go
Runaway, runaway, runaway with my new man any day

Sneaking through them all, that’s what it comes down to
No one is around in the morning, I can’t help feeling so blue
I’m walking on down the sidewalk,
I really know what it’s like to be alone now,
But my heart starts beating out (loud?) when those kids drive by me in their car

And I just wanna get away from everything I know
Runaway, as far as I can go
Runaway, with my true love any day

Runaway, runaway…

I just wanna get away from everything I know
Runaway, as far as I can go
Runaway, runaway, runaway with my true love any day…

 

Giant Step

Submitted by Kaeruzukin

Though you’ve played at love and lost,
and sorrows turned your heart to frost,
but I will melt your heart again.

Remember the feeling as a child,
when we woke up in the morning and smiled,
it’s time, it’s time, it’s time we felt like that again…
There’s just no percentage in remembering the past,
it’s time you learn to live again and love at last…

Come with me and leave your yesterdays behind,
take a giant step outside your mind.
Come with me and leave your yesterdays behind,
take a giant step outside your mind.

You stare at me in disbelief,
you say for you there’s no relief,
but I swear that I will do you no harm.
Don’t just sit there in your lonely room,
just looking back in silent gloom,
No, that’s not where you belong…

Come with me, I’ll show you where.
The taste of life is waiting.
Every day is a whole wonder that’s got to be seen…
Ooh…

Come with me and leave your yesterdays behind,
take a giant step outside your mind.
Come with me and leave your yesterdays behind,
take a giant step outside your mind.
Come with me and leave your yesterdays behind,
take a giant step outside your mind.
Won’t you come with me and leave your yesterdays behind,
take a giant step outside your mind…

 

Born to Die in Berlin

Submitted by Krishna

Junkies, whores and pimps
Devils around my bed
There is no choice and no difference
And no one seems to notice

Sometimes I feel like screaming
Sometimes I feel like I just can’t win
Sometimes I feel like I was born
To die in your arm in Berlin

Intoxicated by the orchids
Abandoned in the garden
Demanding morphine for communion
Because my soul was burning

Sometimes I feel like screaming
Sometimes I feel like I just cant win
Sometimes I feel like I was born
To die in your arm in Berlin

Stranded in the sweet windings
Breathing the pale moon silver
Tasting the last drops of life
From a sweet transvestite’s lips

Sometimes I feel like screaming
Sometimes I feel like I just can’t win
Sometimes I feel like I was born
To die in your arm in Berlin

 

Sunday Morning

Submitted by Krishna

Sunday morning
Praise the dawning
It’s just the restless feeling by my side

Early dawning
Sunday morning
It’s just the wasted years so close behind

Watch out! The world’s behind you
There’s always someone around you
Come… it’s nothing at all

Sunday morning
And I’m falling
I’ve gotta a feeling I don’t want you to know

Early dawning
Sunday morning
It’s all the streets
You crossed not so long ago

Watch out! The world’s behind you
There’s always someone around you
Come… it’s nothing at all
Sunday morning…

 

Shiva

Submitted by John Pichardo

He Shiva Shankara
He Maheshvara
He Shiva Shankara
He Maheshvara

Sukha Kara
Dukha Hara
Hara Hara Shankara

Om Namaha Shivay

Hari Om

He Shiva Shankara
He Maheshvara
Sukha Kara
Dukha Hara
Hara Hara Shankara

Om Mani Padme Hum

Oh Great Lord Shiva
Shiva Maheshvara
Shiva Shankara
Shiva Mahadeva
OM NAMAH SHIVAYA

My salutations to Shiva
to Shiva I surrender
I take refuge in thee

He Shiva Shankara
He Maheshvara
Sukha Kara
Dukha Hara
Hara Hara Shankara

Om Namaha Shivay

Hari Om

He Shiva Shankara
He Maheshvara
Sukha Kara
Dukha Hara
Hara Hara Shankara

Om Namaha Shivay

Hari Om

Oh Shiva
Shiva Maheshvara
You are the personification of all that is good
I bow down to you again and again

Shiva Hara Hara

OM NAMAH SHIVAYA…

 

Barbed Wire

Album lyrics Submitted by B.L., “Stacheldraht” translation submitted by Gasparina

Here’s a good example of how Nina’s German songs, when translated to English, don’t always have the same lyrics.  First are the lyrics from the “BeeHappy” album (written and sung in English), and then you see the German version from the “Freud Euch” album translated to English.  Quite different!

What makes me feel so good
Is that everthing’s the way it should be
Freedom, true love, new love, do love, love making love, right back to you
Now don’t be blue, just try to be true
True to yourself, ’cause you’re so smart
And we all know what drove us apart was all that…

Barbed wire all around your heart (x3)

You said you’re changing your telephone number
If I don’t stop calling you, you don’t wanna hear
You want me out of your life forever
Well I think that’s great, now I’ll have to learn to love you
Like I love God, like other ones that I’ve loved
You must not fear, but I’m always here, and now it’s clear
You don’t want me, you want your anonymous programs

Barbed wire around your heart
Barbed wire all around your heart (x3)

The Rude Boy loves the Rude Girl then leaves her crying for more,
Just rapes her and makes her feel like a whore
First ecstasy and unity then misery and cruelty
But look who’s having problems with the program
A.A., once an addict, always verdict
Evil brainwash therapy for alcoholics
They go there ever day and make the good thing go away
They keep up their sobriety for that’s what they make them fear
But Jesus is no part of it, Bill kicked him off the program
Babaji you don’t really seek, you think he’s just a geek
You hate me now with all your guts
You think I’m the one who was nuts
Well wait and see and go, go on with your program
You think I’m evil and bad, but I’m only human
My love for you complete is great, you think it’s an obsession
You really are my sweetest treasure,
But I will not enter your evil paradise, don’t worry! You’ve
got…

Barbed wire all around your heart
Barbed wire all around your heart
Barbed wire around your heart
Barbed wire all around your heart

 

Stacheldraht (Translated to English)

What makes me so happy is when it finally really cracks,
when there’s thunder and there’s lightning, when it really splashes.
Love, rage, blows, thieves of love, but that goes too far,
you will regret that, you hurt me so much, yes, when I see you like that,
how you change into the devil, when you treat me like that.

Because you have barbed wire, barbed wire in your underpants
Because you have barbed wire, barbed wire in your dead pants*

You tell me that you’ll change your telephone number
if I don’t stop calling you.
You don’t feel like it, and you pour your whole frustration over me,
because you don’t love me, you’re not crazy about me.
But don’t be afraid, I’ll do as you wish,
I’ll leave you in peace forever!
Yes, that is what I’ll do, seeing that you have

Barbed wire, barbed wire in your underpants
Barbed wire, barbed wire in your dead pants*

Barbed wire, barbed wire in his underpants
Barbed wire, barbed wire in his dead pants*

Your stupid trick with your vodka bottle
and your old TV, that is now your new one,
well why don’t you move to Tirol, to your uncle alcohol,
what happened to your soul and to your rock & roll
You have…

Barbed wire, barbed wire in your underpants
Barbed wire, barbed wire in your dead pants*

Barbed wire, barbed wire in your underpants
Barbed wire, barbed wire in his dead pants*

* Dead pants: “tote Hose” is an expression in German slang meaning nothing going on, no effect, a failure, or even impotence.

 

Ska Thing

No lyrics yet…feel free to submit some!

 

The Art

Submitted by Krishna

[REFRAIN]

This is the art
Of splitting apart
I always thought
Yeah, yeah, yeah
We were too smart
For not being able
To stop giving and receiving
But my name’s Unable
And I?m unable to be grieving

You came into my life
Dependent on me
But it cuts like a knife
For you?re abandoning me
I thought you were not afraid
To show me your loving day
Now it’s too late
And this is my fate

[REFRAIN]

You still belong
To the great great holy world
To still be able
To live your fun
But being afraid of me
Is what you made of me
If you could only see
Who I wanna be
Now you’re my nightmare
And you don’t even care

[REFRAIN]

 

Zero Zero UFO

Submitted by Kelby

A UFO in Malibu
Where it came from, I don’t know
I just woke up and there it was, paralyzing Mrs. Hagen-dazs
I saw it with my own two eyes, hey I’m not telling you any lies
Pink, blue, purple and yellow
Goodness gracious, I felt so mellow

Zero Zero Zero Zero UFO UFO (x2)
Uh-oh, here we go!

The Gods of aquarius are coming with UFOs
And they love me and they love you
And what they have to say is true
The good old communication with Holy Spirits of Gods creation is true,
but our church denies it
God when will they realize it?

Zero Zero Zero Zero UFO UFO (x2)
That’s right

The power of the UFO was bigger than me and I must know
I couldn’t move, I couldn’t groove
I just heard the Higher Power

Zero Zero Zero Zero UFO UFO
(to fade)

 

Freedom Fighter

Submitted by Kelby

I’ve been around for a long long time
I even went to India for a while
I found my master and he found me
I avoided the disaster yes now I’m free
(chorus) ‘Cuz freedom is the essence of humanity, we are all born here to be free
Everybody has got eyes to see
True freedom is our destiny
Hey, when I signed my newest deal and the boss invited me for a free meal
I told him Hey my music will change the planet
And if he gives me freedom, I’ll sell more than Janet
Freedom, Freedom, Freedom, Freedom…
Now, to give you true satisfaction
I’ll help you out with my best connection
All you gotta do is ask me for the right direction
‘Cuz the world will only change if we all take action
Have to top the top of the charts
My life is my mine, we aint no flop
I do the (?) and I do the pop
I do the hip, yes and I do the hop
(repeat chorus to fade)

 

I Am Nina (Junkie)

Submitted by B.L.

I don’t wanna be another junkie
I don’t wanna be no criminal
All I really want is to be free
A free rebel!

I don’t wanna be another junkie
I don’t wanna be no criminal
All I really want is to be free
A free rebel!

And I don’t wanna be like Elvis Presley
I don’t wanna be no fat asshole
I don’t wanna die in White Trash City
FUCK LAS VEGAS!

I don’t wanna be like Neo-Nazis
I don’t wanna eat beef and get drunk
I don’t wanna live in Germany
I want my freedom!

I don’t wanna be another yuppie
I don’t wanna drive a Beemer
I don’t wanna die in Malibu
I AM NINA!

I don’t wanna be another junkie
I don’t wanna be no Kurt Cobain
All I really want is to be free
A free rebel!

na-na-na-na-na…. . . .

 

Leave Me Alone

No lyrics yet…feel free to submit some!

 

Tiere

Submitted by Stan Sargent

Tiere Wuerden sowas neimals tun,
Darum nenn mich nie mehr dummes huhn
Heilig ist die kuh, lass sie in ruh!
Tiere sind nich so gemein wie du.

Im dschungel, die tiere,
da geohoer’n sie hin,
Und nicht in den zoo;
da sind sie doch nicht froh.
Sie gehoer’n nich an die schultern deiner reichen puppe,
Und froesche und kroeten gehoer’n nich in die suppe.

Repeat of chorus

Kein vogel wuerde dir’nen kaefig bau’n,
Und dich zum singen zwingen.
Kein schwein dich maesten
und dich in den schlachthof sperr’n,
Uff’n haken haengen und
diene haut abzerr’n.

Repeat of chorus

Meine verwandten sind die elephante,
Und was ich gern’ male, sind wale.

Repeat chorus twice
Rowrrr!

 

Animals

Animals would never do something like that,
Thus never again call me a stupid chick.
Holy is the cow, leave her alone!
Animals are not as mean as you are.

In the jungle, the animals,
that’s where animals belong,
And not in the zoo;
There they are not happy.
They don’t belong on the shoulders of your rich doll;
And frogs and bullfrogs belong not in the soup.

Repeat of chorus

No bird would build you a cage,
And force you to sing.
No pig would fatten you up
and lock you up in the slaughterhouse,
Pin you on a hook and
Tear off your skin.

Repeat of chorus

My relatives are the elephants,
And what I love to draw are whales.

Repeat chorus twice
Rowrrr!

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Freud Euch (1995)

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(another junkie), Einfach Nina

Submitted by Stan Sargent

Ich will kein junkie sein.
Danke aber danke nein.
Ich will auch nict ins gefaengnis.
Alles was ich will, ist wirklich frei sein,
Ein freier rebel.

(Repeat first chorus)

Ich will nicht so sein wie Elvis Presley.
Ich will kein fettes arschloch sein.
Ich geh’doch nicht zugrunde in white-trash city,
Fuck Las Vegas!

Ich werde nie so sein wie’n oller yuppie.
Ich kauf mir doch keen handy.
Ich wohn doch nicht im noblen fashistischen Wien.
Ich brauch freiheit.

Ich will nich’ so sein wie’n neonazi.
Ich esse kein schwein und betrink mich.
Ich sterbe doch nich’ in Germany.
Ich bin Nina!

Ich will kein junkie sein
Wie Curty Cobain.
Ich bin gegen selbstmord.
Alles was ich will ist wirklich frei sein,
Ein freier rebel!

La-la-la-la-…..

 

Simply Nina

I don’t want to be a junkie.
Thanks but no thanks.
I also don’t want to be in jail.
All I want is to be truly free,
A free rebel.

(Repeat first chorus)

I don’t want to be like Elvis Presley.
I don’t want to be a fat asshole.
I am not going to submerge myself in a white-trash city.
Fuck Las Vegas!

I will never be like an old yuppy.
I’m not buying a cell phone.
I’m not living in the noble facist Vienna.
I need freedom.

I don’t want to be like a neo-Nazi.
I eat no pork or get drunk.
I am not dying in Germany.
I am Nina!

I don’t want to be a junkie
Like Curty Cobain.
I am against suicide.
All I want is to be truly free,
A free rebel!

La-la-la-la-…..

 

Laß Mich in Ruhe!

everyone’s against me,
they made me this way
everyone’s against me,
they’ll be sorry one day

lass mich in ruhe, leave me alone
lass mich, lass mich in ruhe
leave me, leave me alone
lass mich, lass mich in ruhe

ignoranten, seht sie euch an one by one
alles mutanten, spoiling my fun

lass mich in ruhe, leave me alone
lass mich, lass mich in ruhe
leave me, leave me alone
lass mich, lass mich in ruhe

helmut, ich hasse dich
du machst mich krank
aber ich passe nicht,
gott sei dank bin ich punk

lass mich in ruhe, leave me alone
lass mich, lass mich in ruhe
leave me, leave me alone
lass mich, lass mich in ruhe

lass mich in ruhe, leave me alone
lass mich, lass mich in ruhe
leave me, leave me alone
lass mich, lass mich in ruhe

 

Stacheldraht

was mich so gluecklich macht, ist wenn’s endlich richtig kracht,
wenn es donnert, wenn es blitzt, wenn es richtig sprizt
liebe, triebe, hiebe, diebe der liebe doch das geht zu weit,
das tut dir noch leid, du tust mir ja so weh, ja, wenn ich dich so seh,
wie du dich in den teufel verwandelst, wenn du mich so behandelst

du hast ja stacheldraht, stacheldraht in deiner unterhose
du hast ja stacheldraht, stacheldraht in deiner toten hose

du sagst, du anderst deine telefonnummer,
wenn ich nich’ aufhor’ bei dir anzurufen
du hast keine lust und dein ganzer frust, den kippste ueber mich,
denn du liebst mich nict, du bist nich auf mich erpicht
aber hab’ mal keine angst, ich tu was du verlangst,
ich lass dich f-r immer in ruhe!
ja, das ist’s was ich tue, du hast ja

du hast ja stacheldraht, stacheldraht in deiner unterhose
du hast ja stacheldraht, stacheldraht in deiner toten hose

du hast ja stacheldraht, stacheldraht in deiner unterhose
du hast ja stacheldraht, stacheldraht in deiner toten hose

deine bloede masche mit deiner wodkaflasche
und deine olle glotze, die ist jetzt dine neue
so zieh’ doch nach tirol zu deinem onkel alkohol,
what happened to your soul and your sex and drugs and rock ‘n’ roll
[the above line was altered by me…CD sleeve says “your soul and to your rock & roll, but the song sounds different.]

du hast ja stacheldraht, stacheldraht in deiner unterhose
du hast ja stacheldraht, stacheldraht in deiner toten hose

du hast ja stacheldraht, stacheldraht in deiner unterhose
du hast ja stacheldraht, stacheldraht in deiner toten hose…

 

Barbed Wire

What makes me so happy is when it finally really cracks,
when there’s thunder and there’s lightning, when it really splashes.
Love, rage, blows, thieves of love, but that goes too far,
you will regret that, you hurt me so much, yes, when I see you like that,
how you change into the devil, when you treat me like that.

Because you have barbed wire, barbed wire in your underpants
Because you have barbed wire, barbed wire in your dead pants*

You tell me that you’ll change your telephone number
if I don’t stop calling you.
You don’t feel like it, and you pour your whole frustration over me,
because you don’t love me, you’re not crazy about me.
But don’t be afraid, I’ll do as you wish,
I’ll leave you in peace forever!
Yes, that is what I’ll do, seeing that you have

Barbed wire, barbed wire in your underpants
Barbed wire, barbed wire in your dead pants*

Barbed wire, barbed wire in his underpants
Barbed wire, barbed wire in his dead pants*

Your stupid trick with your vodka bottle
and your old TV, that is now your new one,
well why don’t you move to Tirol, to your uncle alcohol,
what happened to your soul and to your rock & roll
You have

Barbed wire, barbed wire in your underpants
Barbed wire, barbed wire in your dead pants*

Barbed wire, barbed wire in your underpants
Barbed wire, barbed wire in his dead pants*

* Dead pants: “tote Hose” is an expression in German slang meaning nothing going on, no effect, a failure, or even impotence.

 

Tiere

Submitted by Stan Sargent

Tiere Wuerden sowas neimals tun,
Darum nenn mich nie mehr dummes huhn
Heilig ist die kuh, lass sie in ruh!
Tiere sind nich so gemein wie du.

Im dschungel, die tiere,
da geohoer’n sie hin,
Und nicht in den zoo;
da sind sie doch nicht froh.
Sie gehoer’n nich an die schultern deiner reichen puppe,
Und froesche und kroeten gehoer’n nich in die suppe.

Repeat of chorus

Kein vogel wuerde dir’nen kaefig bau’n,
Und dich zum singen zwingen.
Kein schwein dich maesten
und dich in den schlachthof sperr’n,
Uff’n haken haengen und
diene haut abzerr’n.

Repeat of chorus

Meine verwandten sind die elephante,
Und was ich gern’ male, sind wale.

Repeat chorus twice

Rowrrr!

 

Animals

Animals would never do something like that,
Thus never again call me a stupid chick.
Holy is the cow, leave her alone!
Animals are not as mean as you are.

In the jungle, the animals,
that’s where animals belong,
And not in the zoo;
There they are not happy.
They don’t belong on the shoulders of your rich doll;
And frogs and bullfrogs belong not in the soup.

>Repeat of chorus

No bird would build you a cage,
And force you to sing.
No pig would fatten you up
and lock you up in the slaughterhouse,
Pin you on a hook and
Tear off your skin.

Repeat of chorus

My relatives are the elephants,
And what I love to draw are whales.

Repeat chorus twice

Rowrrr!

 

Zero Zero U.F.O.

Submitted by Stan Sargent

mein u.f.o. es flog auf mich zu
ich wohnte damals grad’ in malibu,
wo es herkam, weiss ich nicht
sein gigantisches licht schien auf mein gesicht
lila, pink, gelb und gruen,
so baerenstarkes farbengluehn
ich erinner’ mich noch ganz genau,
orange und rot und weiss und blau

zero zero…
u.f.o.! u.f.o.!
zero zero…
u.f.o.! u.f.o.!

gott wie ein gottliches liebesspiel
mein unbeschreibliches gluecksgefuehl,
ich hab’ noch alle meine tasen im schrank,
denn ich war schwanger und nich etwa krank
ausserdem konnte ich menschen sehn’
das u.f.o. hatte naemlich leute drin
ich stand wie angewurzelt da,
denn was glaubt ihr wohl, was ich da sah

zero zero…
u.f.o.! u.f.o.!
zero zero…
u.f.o.! u.f.o.!

die ungeheure u.f.o. power
ist grosser als ich und viel viel schlauer
ich stand wie angewurzelt da,
ich konnte nichts mehr sagen, nicht mal hip hip hurrah!

zero zero…
u.f.o.! u.f.o.!
zero zero…
u.f.o.! u.f.o.!

English

My flying saucer it flew towards me
I just back then in Malibu
Where it came from, I don’t know
It’s gigantic light shone onto my face
Violet, pink, yellow and green
Such fantastically glowing colors
I remember it exactly
Orange, and red and white and blue

Zero zero…
U.F.O.! U.F.O.!
Zero zero…
U.F.O.! U.F.O.!

Lord like a godly lovegame
My indescribable feeling of joy
I still have all my marbles
Because I was pregnant instead of sick
Also I was able to recognize humans
For the flying saucer had people inside
I stood as if rooted to the ground
Then what do you believe, what I saw there?

Zero zero…
U.F.O.! U.F.O.!
Zero zero…
U.F.O.! U.F.O.!

The unreal (or unimaginable) saucer power
Is greater than I, and much much smarter
I stood as if rooted to the ground
I couldn’t say a thing, not even hip hip hurrah!

Zero zero…
U.F.O.! U.F.O.!
Zero zero…
U.F.O.! U.F.O.!

 

Gloria Halleluja Amen

gloria halleluja amen,
da kommt er ja der samen
die gebaermutti ruft: hallo hier bin ich,
komm doch rein!

und die seele wird zum mensch und nicht zum schwein

 

Geburt

Submitted by Gasparina

seit meiner geburt,
komm’ ich mir vor wie bestellt,
wie bestellt und nicht abgeholt

seit meiner geburt, da werde ich immer nur angeknurrt
seit meiner geburt

seit meiner geburt fuehl’ ich mich verarscht und beschissen
seit meiner geburt will ich den grund dafuer widden
seit meiner geburt

seitdem ich hier bin auf dieser welt, dreht sich alles um
mich, dich, die liebe und das geld auf dieser welt

seit meiner geburt zeigen sie immer mit den fingern auf mich
seit meiner geburt, seit meiner geburt frage ich mich, wer bin ich

seit meiner geburt, seit meiner geburt frage ich nach dir
seit meiner geburt

seitdem ich hier bin auf dieser welt, dreht sich alles um
mich, dich, die liebe und das geld auf dieser welt

 

Birth

Since my birth,
I feel as if I were ordered,
ordered but never collected (fetched).

Since my birth, I’ve always been grunted at
Since my birth.

Since my birth I feel like I’m being screwed and fucked around.
Since my birth I have wanted to know the reason for that.
Since my birth.

Since I got here on this world, everything turns around
me, you, the love and the money on this world.

Since my birth they always point their fingers at me.
Since my birth, I have been asking myself who I am ever since my birth.

Since my birth, since my birth I ask for you.
Since my birth.

Since I got here on this world, everything turns around
me, you, the love and the money on this world.

 

Sonntagmorgen

Submitted by Stan Sargent

und deine sorgen moecht’ ich mal haben,
du verwoehnter reicher mann

sonnenaufgang
sonntagmorgen
es sind all die vielen jahre noch gar nicht so fern

pass auf!
die welt kommt noch dahinter,
da kommt irgendwie immer einer
unter deinen hut,
und alles ist gut

sonntagmorgen
und meine sorgen
es is’n gefuehl,
das ich dir ersparen will

sonnenaufgang am sonntagmorgen
es sind all die wege, die sich kreuzen
bis tief in die nacht

pass auf!
die welt kommt noch dahinter,
da kommt irgendwie immer einer
unter deinen hut,
und alles ist gut!!!!

sonntagmorgen
sonntagmorgen
sonntagmorgen

 

Sunday Morning

And your sorrows I would like to have,
You spoiled rich man.

Sunrise
Sunday morning.
There are all the many years which are not yet so far.

Be careful!
The world will find out,
There somehow always is someone
Who gets under your hat.
And everything is good

Sunday morning.
And my sorrow
It is a feeling
That I wish to spare you.

Sunrise on Sunday morning,
There are all the roads which cross one another
Until late into the night.

Be careful!
The world will find out,
There somehow always is someone
Who gets under your hat.
And everything is good.

Sunday morning
Sunday morning
Sunday morning

 

Abgehaun

Submitted by Stan Sargent

wo ich bin kann ich nicht sein,
ich muss einfach weg von hier,
ganz weit weg, so weit
wie ich nur kann von dir
irgendwie isses leider wahr,
ich komm mit dir nicht klar
vielleicht irgendwo anders
sind alle viel netter zu mir, und ich will

einfach nur weit weg von hier,
so weit weg wie’s geht von dir
bin abgehaun
so weit wie ich nur kann
abgehaun,
ich brauch’ doch einen mann,
den ich lieben kann

ich hab’ dich heimlich verfolgt,
soweit hab ich mich erniedrigt
kein mensch ist in der naehe am morgen,
man kann sich ja nicht einfach liebe borgen
ich lauf’ allein

die strasse runter,
mein leben mit dir war viel viel bunter
doch mein herz faengt zu klopfen an,
wenn deine freunde vorbeifahrn in ihrem auto
und ich will einfach nur weit weg von hier
so weit wie’s geht von dir

bin abgehaun
so weit wie ich nur kann
abgehaun
ich brauch’ doch einen mann, den ich lieben kann

 

I Gotta Get Away

Where I am, I cannot be,
I simply must leave here,
[And get] totally far away,
As far from you as I possibly can.
Unfortunately, it is somehow true
That I can’t make things work with you.
Everybody will be much nicer to me, and I want

To be simply far away from here
As far away as possible from you
.

I ran away
As far as I could
Run away
I still need a man
Whom I can love.

I secretly followed you,
That’s how far I have sunken.
Nobody is close by in the morning.
Since one cannot just borrow love,
I walk alone.

Down the street,
My life with you was much more colorful,
But my heart starts pounding
When your friends drive by in their car,
And I just want to be far away from here,
As far as possible from you.

Chorus (2x)

 

Freiheitslied

ich bin schon vierzig jahre hier,
ich war auch schon in indien als junger pionier
dort fand ich meinen meister, und er fand mich
und jetzt werd’ ich immer dreister, und ich luege nicht

wahre freiheit kennwa nicht, doch es gibt sie
wir klammern uns an das ego unsrer phantasie
die revolution der wahren liebe ohne waffen
freiheitsgarten eden auf der erde schaffen

als ich neulich meinen vertrag unterschrieb
hatte mich der boss der neuen plattenfirma schrecklich lieb
ich sagte ihm, dass meine songs, die welt veraendern,
und wenn er mir volle freiheit gibt, dann ruehrt’s auf allen sendern

und um uns volle befriedigung zu verschaffen, lasst uns mal dran kratzen am lack der reichen affen
das pilzgeschwuer der gesellschaft, die politiker und pfaffen
und die industrie darf gift verspruehn und billionen raffen
und um das ganze auf die spitze zu treiben, kann ich zur zeit auf keinen fall in deutschland bleiben
als antifaschist steh’ ich auf der schwarzen liste
und fuer das deutsche vaterland bin ich doch bloss ‘ne alte zyste

wahre freiheit kennwa nicht, doch es gibt sie
wir klammern uns an das ego unsrer phantasie
die revolution der wahren liebe ohne waffen
freiheitsgarten eden auf der erde schaffen

wahre freiheit kennwa nicht, doch es gibt sie
wir klammern uns an das ego unsrer phantasie
die revolution der wahren liebe ohne waffen
freiheitsgarten eden auf der erde schaffen

 

Wende

du sollst nicht ales glauben was du so hoerst,
sie sagen naemlich sing mal nicht so laut, du stoerst!
du sollst nicht alles tun, zu was sie dich zwingen,
wozu soll ich alle deutsche schlager singen?

wem wir blindlings folgen, wird uns noch verfolgen
wem wir schweigend zuhoern, wird uns noch zu tode betoern
das leben beginnt und das leben endet,
die energie geht weiter, wohin man sich auch wendet

sei keine bitterlemon
sei suess wie tutti frutti
sei keine saure gurke,
sei ‘ne gute mutti
hagendasz und cornetto
bisquetto und bagetto
bring all das gute essen zu den kindern ins ghetto

die natur ist reich und schoen, ich kann mich mit mir selbst verwoehn’,
ich lieb’ mein leben, I don’t stop,
die welt, die ist mein lollipop
das leben beginnt und das leben endet, die energie geht weiter, wohin man sich auch wendet

wozu auch noch bezahlen
fuer die ganzen qualen?
ich geh’ mir lieber allen in der sonne als nonne,
ich zahl nich mal’n pfennich
fuer meite an herrn hennich
den fessel ich ans bett
und fuetter’ ihn fett

sanftes rosa, apricose, schraub’ dir mal ‘ne schraube lose
silberraumschiff / u.f.o., komm einfach mit, ich mag dich so
das leben beginnt und das leben endet,
die energie geht weiter,
wohin man sich auch wendet

ui, ui, ui, wendehaelse!

 

Kunst

English translation posted to the Ekstasy mailing list long ago…I forget by whom

und das ist die kunst, das ist die kunst
wie man alles verhunzt
ich hatte wirklich gedacht: es ist vollbracht

wir waren verschmolzen: ein herz und eine seele
doch dann kam der bolzen, mit dem ich mich so quale

ich bin in dein leben gefreten,
ich dachte, du haeltst mich aus,
alber ich hab’ deine gefuhle zertreten, und jetzt ist alles aus
ich dachte, du warst beereit
mich zu heiraten, doch dann kam der streit
jetzt verschimmelt unsere heiratsurkunde
und mein weisses hochzeitskleid

und das ist die kunst, das ist die kunst
wie man alles verhunzt
ich hatte wirklich gedact: es ist vollbracht
wir schlossen den heiligen bund
eine seele und ein herz,
aber ich bin doch nicht dein hunt,
und alles geschah in deisem maerz

ich werd’ immer ‘n teil von dir sein
von gottes grossem ganzen,
und du wirst immer so schoen seil sein,
bloss vor mir tuste dir verschanzen
ich wollte dir doch nicht verschrecken,
jetzt musste dir ooch [?] noch vor mir verstecken
ich lieg’ dir ja so schwer auf’m magen,
ich habe dir sogar jeschlagen
du bist mein geliebter alptraum,
doch dich beruehrt das kaum

und das ist die kunst, das ist die kunst
wie man alles verhunzt
ich hatte wirklich gedact: es ist vollbracht
wir waren vereinigt,
eine seele und ein herz
ich hoff’, ich krieg das bereinigt,
er war doch alles nur’ n schlechter scherz
ich hoff’, ich krieg das bereinigt,
‘s war doch alles nur ‘n schlechter scherz

 

Art

And that is the art of botching things up
I really thought: it’s achieved.
We were merged: one heart and soul
But then came the part, the one that torments me so.

I walked into your life,
I thought, you could stand me,
But I trampled on your cocoon, and now it’s all over

I thought, you were prepared
to marry me, but then came the fight.
Now our marriage certificate is getting moldy
as well as my white wedding gown.

And that is the art of botching things up
I really thought: it’s achieved.
We closed the holy bond
one soul and one heart
But I’m not your dog
And it all ocurred this March.

I will always be a part of you
from God’s giant entirety
And you will always be so horny
I didn’t want to freak you out
Now you also have to hide from me
I’m so heavy on your stomach
I even hit you.
I are your beloved nightmare
But even that hardly bothers you

And that is the art of botching things up
I really thought: it’s achieved.
We were enjoined
one soul and one heart
I hope I get it back clean
he was just a bad joke.

Man, don’t be so stingy
it was all just a bad joke

 

Riesenschritt

du hast mit der liebe gespielt und sie verloren
und trauer hat jetzt dein herz erkoren
doch ich will’s nochmal erobern
erinner dich an das gefuehl als kind
als wir von der sonne geweckt worden sind
es ist hoechste zeit, dass wir das wieder fuehl’n

do gibt es ueberhaupt kein einziges proent
fuer den, der der vergangenheit nachrennt
jeder tag ist buss–und bet–und totensonntag und verzeih’n

komm mit mir, lass die vergangenheit hinder dir
und mach ‘n riesenschritt und geh ins bett mit mir
komm mit mir, lass die vergangenheit hinter dir
und mach ‘n riesenschritt und geh ins bett mit mir

du siehst mich an und glaubst es nicht,
du sagst fuer dich und mich gibt’s kein gruenes licht,
doch ich schwor’s dir, ich tu’ dir nich’ weh
sitz nicht so allein in deinem zimmer rum,
ich weiss, sie wurmt dich so dumm die erinnerung
mensch da musst einfach wieder raus

kommt mit mir, ich zeig es dir
wie wir zusammen gehn
und jeder tag is’n riesenwunder
das wirst du noch sehn

komm mit mir, lass die vergangenheit hinder dir
und mach ‘n riesenschritt und ge
h ins bett mit mir
komm mit mir, lass die vergangenheit hinter dir
und mach ‘n riesenschritt und geh ins bett mit mir

 

Sternmädchen

ich bein’n sternmädschen
ich bein’n sternmädschen
ich bein’n sternmädschen
ich bein’n sternmädschen

sternmädschen

ich bein’n sternmädschen
ich bein’n sternmädschen . . .

 

Pank

Unterdruecken, das kannst du mich nicht
auch wenn du es immer die ganze Zeit versuchst
Du weisst, das ich glaub, du bist nicht ganz dicht
mir is das jetzt zu viel und ich hab genug

Du willst mich so wie alle sind
Nein Nein du altes Schwein
Du merkst nicht, das ich anders bin
Hau ab, you fool of crub (the lyric sheet says this, I Swear!!)

Das lass ich mir nich laenger gefalln
die Maedchen sind die sexie sadies
sie sind die Mutter fuer den Staub
und Katzen haben scharfe Krallen

Ich wasch nich deine Kaesesocken
Hosen. T-shirts.
Fass mich nich an
Verischt auf deine Pocken. Locken. Gonokokken.

Ich schenk dir keine Kinder zum Zeitvertreib
Leg mir lieber Puder Kamm und Lippenstift bereit
Dann geh ich mit Frau Holle aufn Strich
Kurzgesagt: du bist mir einfach widerlich

Ich bin nich deine Fickmaschine
spritz spritz das isn Witz aeh
Schaetzchen, wir muessen ausnanda gehn
Tschau Tschau du alte Sau!!!

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