Album „Weekend bohemians“ (2014)


Restricted

music & lyrics: Hans Handels

Put all lights on me, a surge of adrenalin / a thrill for free, boring time is gone. See me in TV shows and top sellers magazines. / I'll sing the songs, music that you better know / I'm fighting for long, I'll apply for all casting shows. Read it in my blog, publicity is all I got. // Oh oh oh – oh oh oh – imitate the big ones. Oh oh oh – oh oh oh – control the chart runs. / No more a fence-sitter, better glamour and glitter. Vote my voice, I'll cover your choice. / The beat goes on, still on commercial ways. / Only catchy songs, sold on old glory days. We’re restricted now, we get old milked and stupid cows. // Oh oh oh…

The cult of beauty
music & lyrics: Hans Handels
With the breath of Hollywood, proud of lifestyle and glamour look. / Pavonine till the top of pop, in the mirrors of a self-made ego shop. // The cult of beauty, it's the way you eat your small heart out. / First light, than gloomy, till the time, your time will count you out. / Fighting beauties bare one's teeth, getting stronger, beat all down on their knees. / Clawing fingers and full roughed lips, captured hearts by her swinging hips. // The cult of beauty, it's the way you eat your small heart out. / First light, than gloomy, till the time, your time will count you out.

Miracle bird
music & lyrics: Hans Handels

A simple song with a glorious sound, we wait so long for a miracle. / Touching words and private rhymes. We got for short a miracle – a miracle. // Precious feeling in the row, small heart beating for the show. / A sentimental bird will be free and fly, singing my perfect lullaby. / This bird grew up, with love and trust, we believe in god and a miracle. / Playing on the air, voting to success, a lot of trust in a miracle - a miracle. // Precious feeling in the row, small heart beating for the show. / A sentimental bird will be free and fly, singing my perfect lullaby.

On the threshold
music & lyrics: Hans Handels

He flies to limelights with a smile, he's free and easy since a while. / She met him at first time on a cloud, they sung together all time loud. // On the threshold of a dream, innocent like angels, sinless on a beach, healthy with white teeth. / You ask for x-men in this world, you seek for mighty queens and kings. You know the answer since a long time, still flee, it's easier to find // On the threshold of a dream, innocent like angels, sinless on a beach, healthy with white teeth. / On the threshold to happiness, no trouble with strange people. No stress with different sights, all rules by x-men guide, a guide for x-men might.

Burn up and run
music & lyrics: Hans Handels

New kids on their way for searching a cloud. Malicious joy, please don't speak loud. They need a miracle, a wonder anymore. / Success is a dope for everyone. Again and against, home and fun. They need a miracle, a wonder anymore. // Floating in space, swimming in a sea of blaze, flying to the sun, burn up and run. / You signed a contract of your own hell. Bloodsucker games take you into her spell. You need a miracle, a wonder anymore. // Floating in space, swimming in a sea of blaze, flying to the sun, burn up and... / Don't think that you know all monsters and zombies. There's never ending numbers of horrible monkeys. You want love but you get compassion, and that will stop when you get going to be dust. // Floating in space, swimming in a sea of blaze, flying to the sun, burn up and run.

Dead end road
music & lyrics: Hans Handels

Blood-red tears on a pale grey house wall, written fear for the next big catcall, on holidays – hmmm. / Milk and honey in a four corned heaven, unreal man invites you to cavern, on Saturday – hmmm. / Between rhymed words I'm alone, during years are gone and gone. / Tremulous voices speaking sad devotion, elysian singers playing with emotions, anyway – hmmm. / Cold cold sweat after nervous breakdown, hottest breath by the climax shake-on, stop and stay – hmmm. /Between rhymed words you’re all alone, during years are gone and gone and gone and gone. // Uuh you can't hide, blue and deep is the night on your private dead end road. / Captured hearts in the fuck world wide net, blinded by sparks of countless love chats, everyday – hmmm. / Smelly lions in my latest nightmare, obsess me through a cloud of ice air, let me pray – hmmm. / Between rhymed words we’re all alone, during years are gone and gone and gone and gone. // Uuh you can't hide, blue and deep is the night on your private dead end road.

In between
music & lyrics: Hans Handels

On, on and off, black and white, trouble waits for me, my self goes and stops, open and shut, at any time. / Actually I want my love, I hate misunderstandings, above as in between. / Red, seems to be red, neither bad, nor wonderful, no doubt at all, the colours call, for certain things, impossible. / Actually I want my love, I hate misunderstandings, above as in between. // In between – seesaw, no golden meanings, right or wrong, lying in between. In between – seesaw, no golden meanings, right or wrong, lying in between. // Ask you, you say why, ask him for a lie, I'd like to believe if your love is true. Seesaw, stop and go, suddenly or slow, I stay with you. Is it real if it all so seems, is this the end of my "in between"?

Bohemians of time
music & lyrics: Hans Handels

Prisoners in a system of greed. Legionnaire of fun, run to seed. Buying, still the world is complete. // Reelin' till the weekend, you know, oh hasten through the days. Dreaming 'bout the deal end, masked in a strange busy line. Yearning for bohemians of time – ooohaaahoooh. / Painted feelings on the wall. Noisy humming of us all. Together for a loud community call. // Reelin' till the weekend, you know, oh hasten through the days. Dreaming 'bout the deal end, masked in a strange busy line. Yearning for bohemians of time – ooohaaahoooh.


Starting all over
music & lyrics: Hans Handels
(This is a puzzle of the band members' favourite songs)
A night in town – Prisoner in the street – Made in heaven – Heart of stone – Chess – War – Born free / Brothers in arms – Leave me alone – Feeling good – Right now – Be yourself – Hurt – Danger zone. // Starting all over ‘cos singing is free, living your own philosophy. No contests, no pressure, feel music inside, dance to your personal delight. / The hollow man – Stranded – Bald – Bijou – With arms wide open – When I meet god – Only you. / Aja – Josie – You and me – Come together – Steppin' out – I wanna be free. // Starting all over ‘cos singing is free, living your own philosophy. No contests, no pressure, feel music inside, dance to your personal delight. / Mood for a day – Take my breath away – Friends will be friends. // Starting all over…


All Songs arranged and © by OutOfOffice