Frozen Pool

Hunter's Lullaby
Expensive Shoes
White Ape
Frozen Pool
Taking Off
Muertos o algo Mejor
As the Wind Blows
Green Room
Glue
Seems So Long Ago, Nancy




HUNTER´S LULLABY
Music & Lyrics: C.Rosenvinge Copyright 2000 Amarillo Songs (SGAE)

A gun 
in the closet clean snow 
in my bed 
the paths in the forest all 
tainted in bright red
full moon 
by the kitchen dry leaves 
on the floor down here 
it´s so quiet I 
can hear every door
silent roses to hide my sleeping child 
I wait for the hunter 
who lost his soul in the wilds
my hips 
shape a craddle my heart 
is full of milk 
I pray for the morning to 
come back without guilt
rusty roses a winter lullaby 
I wait for the hunter 
who comes in tears from the wilds

Green and yellow baby, 
I´m dying to feel your weight on me 
so sweet 
and mellow 
sooner or later you´´ll come down to your knees



EXPENSIVE SHOES Music & Lyrics: C.Rosenvinge Copyright 2000 Amarillo
Songs
(SGAE)

So thank you for the lawn and the tea cups
the tutus and the crown that I´ve still got 
now I shine like a new silver spoon 
and keep quiet as I´m supposed to do

So thank you for the ring and the tulips 
though I guess I was too young to refuse it 
but it´s sunday I don´t need an excuse 
I´m a shade in pretty expensive shoes

Yes, that twisted melody 
spinning in my head like a ferris wheel 
no, I wouldn´t be so sad 
if I could be alone for a while

So thank you for the price on my raincoat 
and that hook that looks so nice 
round my pale throat 
I´m a big girl paying all my dues 
pretty girl in pretty expensive shoes


FROZEN POOL Music & Lyrics: C.Rosenvinge Copyright 2000 Amarillo Songs
(SGAE)

While spring dies and summer gleams 
this girl is left alone in the icy streams fool, 
although not so young 
rain filling up her lungs 
sits by the  windowsill 
holding a clock of steel 
always waiting to be sold for a kiss

Sun is gone and hail is here 
trains go by. 
Oh Why is tonight so clear?
girl is still untouched 
now she´s undressed too much 
still by the frozen pool
cold as a stolen jewel 
always waiting to be sold for a kiss

Trouble is on display 
seems like it´s there to stay 
always waiting to be sold for a kiss


TAKING OFF Music & Lyrics: C.Rosenvinge Copyright 2000 Amarillo Songs
(SGAE)

One for my last bikini 
Two for the nicotine 
Three ´cause it´s time to go and I´m still lingering on your grin

Four to the dirty wishes 
Five to the naked truth 
Six ´cause I had no sex last night seven for the endless youth

Joe, hello I´m back on the show and it seems like it heals though 
I know that the deal is tricky

Eight for the rollercoaster crowning the lions head 
Nine for the ones who still believe it´s better to die in bed

Ten to the morning after oh, that´s so bad 
I should have two now that there is nothing left,
my dear let´s jump in the barbecue

Joe, hello I´m back on the show 
and it feels like it heals though 
I know that the deal is only cool for a fool that´s been twice
sacrificed 
I´m back to cocaine my plane is taking off

MUERTOS O ALGO MEJOR Music & Lyrics: C.Rosenvinge Copyright 2000
Amarillo
Songs (SGAE)

Solo quiero estar un ratito sentada en el porche 
mirando como poquito a poco se tuerce la noche 
voy a tocar otra vez esta cancion 
antes que estemos los dos muertos o algo mejor

Ven y vamos a dar una vuelta en mi coche nuevo 
pasearemos nuestra sonrisa por todo el pueblo 
repartiremos confetti en la estacion 
antes que estemos los dos muertos o algo mejor

No le des de comer al perro flaquito 
que yo se que se quiere quedar para siempre contigo

All I want is sit for a while down by the willow 
watching the moon crashing the sky, 
big as a zero such a long way just to hold the knob of your door 
let´s sweep the dust off the floor muertos o algo mejor


AS THE WIND BLOWS Music & Lyrics: C.Rosenvinge Copyright 2000
Amarillo Songs
(SGAE)

Solitude what a lame excuse you forget 
as the wind blows 
Do not cry over 
same old news do not tell what the skin knows 
So you fade away like a summer day

Knell no one cares but the bells 
in my hands empty shells all those days 
gone in vain solitude solitude my friend

Lay me down by the summer breeze where young girls find new lovers
wash my 
face with a white chemise leave your coat as a cover

knell no one cares but the bells 
in my hands empty shells all those days 
gone in vain solitude solitude my friend


GLUE Music & Lyrics: C.Rosenvinge Copyright 2000 Amarillo Songs (SGAE)

Mommy was a waitress dressed in tangerine 
she found daddy in a can of sardines 
liquid boy, you know all the stories 
it´s been there since the first cold morning

so blue blue blue gonna try with glue 
baby it´s dry dry dry 
I hate you when you cry 
oh, no more bitter cherry juice 
give me something that i can´t lose

I was raised by hungry dogs and spiders 
that is why my legs are long but hairy 
where I live people don´t get married 
we have fun throwing stones at ferries

it´s blue blue blue gonna try with glue 
baby it´s dry dry dry 
I hate you when you cry 
oh, no more bitter cherry juice 
give me something that I can use

Will you think of me at the end of summer 
when nights are so clean they bit you like a hammer?

it´s blue blue blue gonna try with glue 
baby it´s dry dry dry 
I hate you when you cry 
and it´s thick thick thick 
sometimes kind of sweet and blue 
blue blue bluer than the zoo