Songtexte:
Reed Lou

: Maybe I should go and live in Amsterdam in a side street in a big canal spend my evenings in the Van Gogh Museum what a dream, Van Gogh Museum Maybe

: Why do you talk, why do you waste time Saying the same old thing, it should be a crime You never listen, instead you stammer As though you're interesting

: They call you ecstasy nothing ever sticks to you Not velcro, not scotch tape not my arms dipped in glue Not if I wrap myself in nylon a piece of duct

: They tied his arms behind his back, to teach him how to swim They put blood in his coffee and milk in his gin They stood over the soldier, in the midst

: (feat. Laurie Anderson) Caught in the crossbow of ideas and journeys sit here reliving the other self's mournings Caught in the crossbow of ideas

: [Old Poe:] As I look back on my life If I could have the glorious moment The wondrous opportunity to comprehend The chance to see my younger self

: Standing on the corner, suitcase in my hand Jack is in his corset, Jane is her vest And me, I'm in a rock'n'roll band Ridin'a Stutz Bearcat, Jim You

: Edgar: And then I had a vision Roderick Usher: Ah Edgar Ah Edgar, my dear friend Edgar Edgar: It's been a long time, Roderick I've ridden many miles

: True Nervous very nervous Madman Why will you say that I am mad The disease has sharpened my senses not destroyed not dulled them Madman The eye