Caley's Comet
Treplektra records (TREPCD72)
All songs written by Björn Jakobsson
Recorded May - June 2013 in Ealsden Digital Studio Skärholmen
Dedicated to the memory of Roger Carlsson (1974-2011)
YOU'RE A COMET
STAB ME WHERE IT HURTS THE MOST
AT ALMA'S CAFÉ
THE MOOSE
WHO WANTS TO FLY WITH ME?
FRIEDRICHSTRASSE 7B 1929
THIS SECRET WORLD
I LOVE THE WAY YOU LIE
LIPSTICK ON HER KNEE
SAD EYED GIRL FROM BURNING ISLAND
MAMMA WOULD BE SO APPALLED
CALEY'S COMET
lyrics:
YOU'RE A COMET
It's always hard to lose a friend,
but it will happen in the end,
so why is it so difficult to comprehend?
Nothing is eternal from what I've seen.
The grass will not always be this green.
I can't understand how lucky I've been.
You're a comet to me,
flying high and you're free.
For a limited time you were visible up in the sky.
You're a comet to me,
and I think you'll agree;
there's no point waking up and asking why.
The laughter and the joy will always remain in my heart,
and be a comfort now when we are many miles apart.
You're a comet to me,
and you'll always be,
so I bow and wipe away my tears and wave bye bye.
A comet will always spin around,
and we can enjoy it from the ground.
I think that view is pretty sound.
STAB ME WHERE IT HURTS THE MOST
Don't bother me with your remarks.
To me you're just like a dog who barks.
Just let me be the one I am,
and if you don't, who gives a damn?
So what if I cannot fit your frame?
I have no reason to feel any shame.
You try to cut me with your knife.
I smile and whisper: Get a life!
You can whisper evil things behind my back.
You can give me your vicious glare,
but I'm immune to every kind of attack.
Stab me where it hurts the most.
See if I care!
Your fire cannot burn my soul.
It's time to pick another role.
It's time to pick another tune,
since you don't know how to croon.
I hope that you'll grow up some day.
If I had faith, I'd even pray,
that you'll find joy of any kind,
but now I'll erase you from my mind.
If you think I hold a grudge,
you are so wrong, you're just a smudge,
in life's eternal playful game.
I can't even recall your name.
AT ALMA'S CAFÉ
"Gå nu och ät innan jag blir förbannad!"
You can expect the worst service in town at Alma's Café.
Mrs Alma serves every customer with a frown at Alma's Café.
She'll insult you everytime she starts to speak at Alma's Café.
To her every customer is a freak at Alma's Café.
"Have a nice meal, or go to hell!"
Just one of the phrases she will yell.
There'll be more!
Mrs Alma's husband, the farmer, doesn't do a lot at Alma's Café.
He keeps quiet and washes the coffee pot at Alma's Café.
The waitress Beatrice is beautiful like a rose at Alma's Café.
So I guess there are both cons and pros at Alma's Café.
"You don't like the service? I'll smash your face!
The kind of slobby customers we get, it's a great disgrace!
Eat your cake faster! I need that table now!
You're so fat anyway, you look like a pregnant sow!
Wow, your wife is ugly, you must really be blind!
I've never in my long troublesome life seen such a large behind!
Hey, do you call that a tip? You bastard! Give me more,
or I'll grab my frying pan and knock you to the floor!"
Those are few things you'll hear at Alma's Café,
so come along and have a beer at Alma's Café.
"Pommes fritten och korven är klar nu!"
THE MOOSE
I was driving my rusty old Dixi van, I was totally homeward bound.
The snow was falling from a greyish sky, and there weren't any other cars around.
I was driving through a forest on a slippery road. I really longed for my wife.
I had been away for many days, but still it was a wonderful life, dear boy.
Still it was a wonderful life.
It was late at night and the sky was turning black, I had two hours left to drive.
Who cares if it's a long way, when you got a radio, and soon, very soon, I would arrive.
Who knows why it happened? I may have gone too fast, and the road turned sharply to the right.
In the middle of the road, I saw a gigantic moose. This could mean a painful night, dear boy.
This could mean a painful night.
I jumped on the brakes and my car span around, like a merry-go-round from hell.
I had no control and the car left the ground. I remember thinking: "Oh well ...
What a pity that it would all end like this, but who knows when it's time to leave?"
My car hit a spruce and everything went black. I guess there'd be some who would grieve, oh boy.
I guess there'd be some who would grieve.
I woke up in the darkness, felt pain everywhere. I thought that I would die.
But somehow it just wasn't my turn. Sometimes I wonder why.
I saw the moose and it was staring at me, with his big and worried eyes.
Then you'll never believe what happened next, it gave me quite a surprise, dear boy.
It gave me quite a surprise.
He opened the door and pulled me out in the snow. He watched me closely and shook his head,
brought out a stethoscope to check my pulse. He nodded when he saw I wasn't dead.
He brought out his first aid kit, plaster and splints, and turned me into a new and better man.
Thank heavens, he was a Red Cross moose. Support them as much as you can, dear boy.
Support them as much as you can, dear boy.
Support them as much as you can.
WHO WANTS TO FLY WITH ME?
A friend of mine has bought an aeroplane.
He's so eager to fly.
He flies in sunshine, he flies in rain
and we've stopped asking why.
To see our planet from above.
To fly high and kiss the sun.
It is his one and only love,
and he keeps asking everyone:
"Who wants to fly with me?"
"Not me, 'cause your boots are too big!"
"Who wants to fly with me?"
"Not me, 'cause you'll crash like a pig!"
"Who wants to fly with me?"
"I do, 'cause I've got nothing to lose"
To experience the clear and healthy air,
far away from any street.
This passion, he always wants to share,
with anyone he happens to meet.
People keep watching this happy guy.
They shake their heads and tut,
about this man who loves to fly,
and they wonder if he's a nut.
Up in the air, you feel so free.
There's nothing there, don't you agree?
FRIEDRICHSTRASSE 29B 1929
Let's enjoy a peaceful time on my balcony
Over viewing a busy street.
Let's enjoy the sounds of life from my balcony.
Just relax. Put up your feet.
The yellow tram filled with people goes past us.
We don't have to care about that.
We'll have another cup of coffee,
while watching the neighbors' grey cat
He is really busy, isn't he,
chasing robins and mice.
We'll soon join him, chasing our dreams,
and paying the price
The iceman cometh on his wagon pulled by his trusty old horse,
but I don't need any ice today.
There'll soon be hotter days later this summer, of course
but no season will ever stay.
No worries are on the horizon.
Today, I fail to say anything clever,
but I wish the peace will never resign.
I've got you to rest my eyes on.
I wish this feeling would last forever,
at Friedrichstrasse 7b in 1929
THIS SECRET WORLD
Sweet as licorice were the days.
Also black as outer space.
Some days it was like a war,
filled with nasty words and gore.
Red as our blood and flesh and souls.
Black as the emptiest of holes.
We went there every night, to hide from the fright,
and we made it.
A joy so sublime, we had a great time,
and we made it.
Reality's so absurd,
so we built this secret world.
Making fun of what we heard,
stuff that filled this secret world.
When we laughed, we forgot the tears,
and it lasted for loads of years.
Green as the pine trees by the street.
Blue as the sky where we now meet.
I LOVE THE WAY YOU LIE
I love the way you lie to me, saying all those magic words to me.
There isn't a tiniest bit of truth, in all the words that you whisper in my ears,
and these seconds will last for years,
and I don't want to cry.
That's why I love the way you lie.
You see all the beauty that isn't there, like a mirage when the air is clear.
You will forget me when I'm not around. There isn't anything for you to see.
I'm not kidding, it's only me.
and I don't want to cry.
That's why I love the way you lie.
I'm waiting for you, but you're not there, just shows I'm right.
So lonely and blue, you're in my prayer, all through the night.
I will never ever get you anyway, doesn't matter which words you say.
Close, close as pages in a book, I imagine touching your skin
My tears start pouring within,
and I don't want to cry.
That's why I love the way you lie.
LIPSTICK ON HER KNEE
He was a man with normal desires.
She was a dancer at a dodgy stage
She was so hot, she could start several fires
And he was aware of his age
But in companion with young lovely ladies
even the most tired man come alive
And when he happened to own a Mercedes
She asked for a quick test drive
After the drive he took her home to his flat
They started kissing, preparing for that ....
thing that young couples like to do
then he saw something for him totally new
Lipstick on her knee, was not what he expected to see.
He could not believe his eyes. This was quite a surprise
He wondered if he should flee, when he saw lipstick on her knee
But then he thought: "Anything goes", and removed all his clothes
He bowed good bye when she left in the morning
His head was aching, as if it would crack.
She seemed quite bored, she couldn't stop yawning
She would not be coming back.
But he could not forget her beauty
and the scent of her short blonde hair
and her perfume that smelled something fruity
and he wished that she still was there
But how did the lipstick get on her knee?
It was a strange place for that, you must agree
It was doubtless an interesting case
of a kiss on a most unusual place
Lipstick on her knee, was not what he expected to see.
He could not believe his eyes. This was quite a surprise
He wondered if he should flee, when he saw lipstick on her knee
but when she walked out through the door, he wanted some more
SAD EYED GIRL FROM BURNING ISLAND
Many summers ago in my youth, I went to Burning Island with a friend.
What I'm about to say is the truth, and I'll remember it until the end.
Down by the beach I saw a face, of course it belonged to a body as well.
Features filled with utter grace, and two eyes that could open any shell.
At Burning Island we had such fun,
relaxed summer days in the sun.
Down by the beach for a swim or a chat.
Why can't it always be like that?
It was just a second or two, when I saw those lovely eyes.
Two eyes, so sad and so blue, it was quite a surprise.
In life there are so many things to reach, and many things to say,
but the sad eyed girl at the beach, what is she doing today?
Maybe I'm just a fool who remembers a second's gaze,
but life is an eternal school, and it was just one of several days.
Many summers ago in my youth, I went to Burning Island with a friend.
What I told you is the truth, and I'll remember it until the end.
MAMMA WOULD BE SO APPALLED
You really like to enjoy yourself - you love some good carousing
Just the thought of music,dancing and men, that's for you arousing
But still during daytime you're the girl with the best of reputations
always thinking about the upcoming night and all its sweet sensations
I know why you worry and I know what you think:
Mamma would be so appalled
I know why you suddenly start to blink
Mamma would be so appalled
She had such nice plans for you
Oh golly if she only knew
The allowance would go straight down the loo
Mamma would be so appalled
Living the kind of double life, that you only find in stories
while dancing to handsome gentlemen who dreams of former glories
Daytime you are sweet and kind and have tea with the vicar
Nighttime you wear a lampshade and a pair of knickers.
Your mother would get quite a fit, if she knew the life you're living
Daytime you're a lovely saint, that's the impression you're giving
It's dear to be a party girl, thank heavens your mother's wealthy
But you really should consider whether the life you live is healthy.
CALEY'S COMET
Ooooo
© 2013 Treplektra Produktion
All songs written by Björn Jakobsson
Recorded May - June 2013 in Ealsden Digital Studio Skärholmen
Dedicated to the memory of Roger Carlsson (1974-2011)
YOU'RE A COMET
STAB ME WHERE IT HURTS THE MOST
AT ALMA'S CAFÉ
THE MOOSE
WHO WANTS TO FLY WITH ME?
FRIEDRICHSTRASSE 7B 1929
THIS SECRET WORLD
I LOVE THE WAY YOU LIE
LIPSTICK ON HER KNEE
SAD EYED GIRL FROM BURNING ISLAND
MAMMA WOULD BE SO APPALLED
CALEY'S COMET
lyrics:
YOU'RE A COMET
It's always hard to lose a friend,
but it will happen in the end,
so why is it so difficult to comprehend?
Nothing is eternal from what I've seen.
The grass will not always be this green.
I can't understand how lucky I've been.
You're a comet to me,
flying high and you're free.
For a limited time you were visible up in the sky.
You're a comet to me,
and I think you'll agree;
there's no point waking up and asking why.
The laughter and the joy will always remain in my heart,
and be a comfort now when we are many miles apart.
You're a comet to me,
and you'll always be,
so I bow and wipe away my tears and wave bye bye.
A comet will always spin around,
and we can enjoy it from the ground.
I think that view is pretty sound.
STAB ME WHERE IT HURTS THE MOST
Don't bother me with your remarks.
To me you're just like a dog who barks.
Just let me be the one I am,
and if you don't, who gives a damn?
So what if I cannot fit your frame?
I have no reason to feel any shame.
You try to cut me with your knife.
I smile and whisper: Get a life!
You can whisper evil things behind my back.
You can give me your vicious glare,
but I'm immune to every kind of attack.
Stab me where it hurts the most.
See if I care!
Your fire cannot burn my soul.
It's time to pick another role.
It's time to pick another tune,
since you don't know how to croon.
I hope that you'll grow up some day.
If I had faith, I'd even pray,
that you'll find joy of any kind,
but now I'll erase you from my mind.
If you think I hold a grudge,
you are so wrong, you're just a smudge,
in life's eternal playful game.
I can't even recall your name.
AT ALMA'S CAFÉ
"Gå nu och ät innan jag blir förbannad!"
You can expect the worst service in town at Alma's Café.
Mrs Alma serves every customer with a frown at Alma's Café.
She'll insult you everytime she starts to speak at Alma's Café.
To her every customer is a freak at Alma's Café.
"Have a nice meal, or go to hell!"
Just one of the phrases she will yell.
There'll be more!
Mrs Alma's husband, the farmer, doesn't do a lot at Alma's Café.
He keeps quiet and washes the coffee pot at Alma's Café.
The waitress Beatrice is beautiful like a rose at Alma's Café.
So I guess there are both cons and pros at Alma's Café.
"You don't like the service? I'll smash your face!
The kind of slobby customers we get, it's a great disgrace!
Eat your cake faster! I need that table now!
You're so fat anyway, you look like a pregnant sow!
Wow, your wife is ugly, you must really be blind!
I've never in my long troublesome life seen such a large behind!
Hey, do you call that a tip? You bastard! Give me more,
or I'll grab my frying pan and knock you to the floor!"
Those are few things you'll hear at Alma's Café,
so come along and have a beer at Alma's Café.
"Pommes fritten och korven är klar nu!"
THE MOOSE
I was driving my rusty old Dixi van, I was totally homeward bound.
The snow was falling from a greyish sky, and there weren't any other cars around.
I was driving through a forest on a slippery road. I really longed for my wife.
I had been away for many days, but still it was a wonderful life, dear boy.
Still it was a wonderful life.
It was late at night and the sky was turning black, I had two hours left to drive.
Who cares if it's a long way, when you got a radio, and soon, very soon, I would arrive.
Who knows why it happened? I may have gone too fast, and the road turned sharply to the right.
In the middle of the road, I saw a gigantic moose. This could mean a painful night, dear boy.
This could mean a painful night.
I jumped on the brakes and my car span around, like a merry-go-round from hell.
I had no control and the car left the ground. I remember thinking: "Oh well ...
What a pity that it would all end like this, but who knows when it's time to leave?"
My car hit a spruce and everything went black. I guess there'd be some who would grieve, oh boy.
I guess there'd be some who would grieve.
I woke up in the darkness, felt pain everywhere. I thought that I would die.
But somehow it just wasn't my turn. Sometimes I wonder why.
I saw the moose and it was staring at me, with his big and worried eyes.
Then you'll never believe what happened next, it gave me quite a surprise, dear boy.
It gave me quite a surprise.
He opened the door and pulled me out in the snow. He watched me closely and shook his head,
brought out a stethoscope to check my pulse. He nodded when he saw I wasn't dead.
He brought out his first aid kit, plaster and splints, and turned me into a new and better man.
Thank heavens, he was a Red Cross moose. Support them as much as you can, dear boy.
Support them as much as you can, dear boy.
Support them as much as you can.
WHO WANTS TO FLY WITH ME?
A friend of mine has bought an aeroplane.
He's so eager to fly.
He flies in sunshine, he flies in rain
and we've stopped asking why.
To see our planet from above.
To fly high and kiss the sun.
It is his one and only love,
and he keeps asking everyone:
"Who wants to fly with me?"
"Not me, 'cause your boots are too big!"
"Who wants to fly with me?"
"Not me, 'cause you'll crash like a pig!"
"Who wants to fly with me?"
"I do, 'cause I've got nothing to lose"
To experience the clear and healthy air,
far away from any street.
This passion, he always wants to share,
with anyone he happens to meet.
People keep watching this happy guy.
They shake their heads and tut,
about this man who loves to fly,
and they wonder if he's a nut.
Up in the air, you feel so free.
There's nothing there, don't you agree?
FRIEDRICHSTRASSE 29B 1929
Let's enjoy a peaceful time on my balcony
Over viewing a busy street.
Let's enjoy the sounds of life from my balcony.
Just relax. Put up your feet.
The yellow tram filled with people goes past us.
We don't have to care about that.
We'll have another cup of coffee,
while watching the neighbors' grey cat
He is really busy, isn't he,
chasing robins and mice.
We'll soon join him, chasing our dreams,
and paying the price
The iceman cometh on his wagon pulled by his trusty old horse,
but I don't need any ice today.
There'll soon be hotter days later this summer, of course
but no season will ever stay.
No worries are on the horizon.
Today, I fail to say anything clever,
but I wish the peace will never resign.
I've got you to rest my eyes on.
I wish this feeling would last forever,
at Friedrichstrasse 7b in 1929
THIS SECRET WORLD
Sweet as licorice were the days.
Also black as outer space.
Some days it was like a war,
filled with nasty words and gore.
Red as our blood and flesh and souls.
Black as the emptiest of holes.
We went there every night, to hide from the fright,
and we made it.
A joy so sublime, we had a great time,
and we made it.
Reality's so absurd,
so we built this secret world.
Making fun of what we heard,
stuff that filled this secret world.
When we laughed, we forgot the tears,
and it lasted for loads of years.
Green as the pine trees by the street.
Blue as the sky where we now meet.
I LOVE THE WAY YOU LIE
I love the way you lie to me, saying all those magic words to me.
There isn't a tiniest bit of truth, in all the words that you whisper in my ears,
and these seconds will last for years,
and I don't want to cry.
That's why I love the way you lie.
You see all the beauty that isn't there, like a mirage when the air is clear.
You will forget me when I'm not around. There isn't anything for you to see.
I'm not kidding, it's only me.
and I don't want to cry.
That's why I love the way you lie.
I'm waiting for you, but you're not there, just shows I'm right.
So lonely and blue, you're in my prayer, all through the night.
I will never ever get you anyway, doesn't matter which words you say.
Close, close as pages in a book, I imagine touching your skin
My tears start pouring within,
and I don't want to cry.
That's why I love the way you lie.
LIPSTICK ON HER KNEE
He was a man with normal desires.
She was a dancer at a dodgy stage
She was so hot, she could start several fires
And he was aware of his age
But in companion with young lovely ladies
even the most tired man come alive
And when he happened to own a Mercedes
She asked for a quick test drive
After the drive he took her home to his flat
They started kissing, preparing for that ....
thing that young couples like to do
then he saw something for him totally new
Lipstick on her knee, was not what he expected to see.
He could not believe his eyes. This was quite a surprise
He wondered if he should flee, when he saw lipstick on her knee
But then he thought: "Anything goes", and removed all his clothes
He bowed good bye when she left in the morning
His head was aching, as if it would crack.
She seemed quite bored, she couldn't stop yawning
She would not be coming back.
But he could not forget her beauty
and the scent of her short blonde hair
and her perfume that smelled something fruity
and he wished that she still was there
But how did the lipstick get on her knee?
It was a strange place for that, you must agree
It was doubtless an interesting case
of a kiss on a most unusual place
Lipstick on her knee, was not what he expected to see.
He could not believe his eyes. This was quite a surprise
He wondered if he should flee, when he saw lipstick on her knee
but when she walked out through the door, he wanted some more
SAD EYED GIRL FROM BURNING ISLAND
Many summers ago in my youth, I went to Burning Island with a friend.
What I'm about to say is the truth, and I'll remember it until the end.
Down by the beach I saw a face, of course it belonged to a body as well.
Features filled with utter grace, and two eyes that could open any shell.
At Burning Island we had such fun,
relaxed summer days in the sun.
Down by the beach for a swim or a chat.
Why can't it always be like that?
It was just a second or two, when I saw those lovely eyes.
Two eyes, so sad and so blue, it was quite a surprise.
In life there are so many things to reach, and many things to say,
but the sad eyed girl at the beach, what is she doing today?
Maybe I'm just a fool who remembers a second's gaze,
but life is an eternal school, and it was just one of several days.
Many summers ago in my youth, I went to Burning Island with a friend.
What I told you is the truth, and I'll remember it until the end.
MAMMA WOULD BE SO APPALLED
You really like to enjoy yourself - you love some good carousing
Just the thought of music,dancing and men, that's for you arousing
But still during daytime you're the girl with the best of reputations
always thinking about the upcoming night and all its sweet sensations
I know why you worry and I know what you think:
Mamma would be so appalled
I know why you suddenly start to blink
Mamma would be so appalled
She had such nice plans for you
Oh golly if she only knew
The allowance would go straight down the loo
Mamma would be so appalled
Living the kind of double life, that you only find in stories
while dancing to handsome gentlemen who dreams of former glories
Daytime you are sweet and kind and have tea with the vicar
Nighttime you wear a lampshade and a pair of knickers.
Your mother would get quite a fit, if she knew the life you're living
Daytime you're a lovely saint, that's the impression you're giving
It's dear to be a party girl, thank heavens your mother's wealthy
But you really should consider whether the life you live is healthy.
CALEY'S COMET
Ooooo
© 2013 Treplektra Produktion
