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In A Bar, Under The Sea
= 60:26 (15 tracks)
1.* I Don't Mind What Ever Happens (0:46)
2.* Fell Off The Floor, Man (5:13)
3.* Opening Night (1:38)
4.* Theme From Turnpike (5:44)
5.* Little Arithmetics (4:29)
6.* Gimme The Heat (7:37)
7.* Serpentine (3:16)
8.* A Shocking Lack Thereof (5:51)
9.* Supermarketsong (1:56)
10.* Memory Of A Festival (1:51)
11.* Guilty Pleasures (4:22)
12.* Nine Threads (3:32)
13.* Disappointed In The Sun (6:03)
14.* Roses (4:52)
15.* Wake Me Up Before I Sleep (2:53)
Lyrics to:
'In A Bar, Under The Sea'
Tom Barman
Stef Kamil Carlens
Jules de Borgher
Klaas Janzoons
Craig Ward
All songs arranged and performed by dEUS.
except "Disappointed In The Sun": arranged by Piet Jorens & dEUS
"Gimme The Heat": arranged by Peter Vermeersch & dEUS
Recorded and Mixed at Galaxy Studios MOL (Belgium),
Produced by Eric Drew Feldman, engineered by Tom Doty,
mixed by Eric Drew Feldman, Tom Doty & dEUS, Assistant Engineers:
Filip Henrckmans, Frank Duchain, Jim Brumby & Koen De Boeve
Paintings: Rudy Trouvé, layout: Dirk Belmans, built by Cally
Total playing time (CD): 60:26 (15 tracks)
CD Released September 1996 - (on Island Records CID 8052/524 296-2)
I Don't Mind Whatever Happens
Words & music: Carlens
Time : 0:46
Stef Kamil Carlens: Vocal,
Guitar
Tom Barman: Vocal
Klaas Janzoons: Vocal
Rudy Trouvé: Vocal, Piccolo,
Harmonica
Didier Fontaine: Vocal
I don't mind whatever happens
I don't mind whatever goes around
Baby baby just drown me in your Sweet White
Gimme some of your flashing light
That's all I do expect from you
Now, don't you want to
Do you mind whatever happens
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Fell Off The Floor, Man
Words: Carlens, Ward, Barman, Trouvé,
music: Barman, De Borgher, Ward, Carlens
Time : 5:13
Note : Scott McCloud appears courtesy of Girls Against Boys
Stef Kamil Carlens: Vocal, bass, Double bass, guitars
Tom Barman: Guitar, vocal,
Hammond, Talkback
Jules De Borgher: Drums, Percussion
Craig Ward: Guitar, Vocal
Klaas Janzoons: Talkback
Scott McCloud: Philosophy
Eric Drew Feldman: Hammond, Percussion
What about my philosophy, MY philosophy
You gotta be your own, you gotta be your own dog
You know? You know what I'm talking about? -that's right
You're supposed to say yes, like a James Brown-thing
Yeah !
You gotta go sniffin' on your own turf
Be your own dog, don't let nobody put a leash on you
Rubbadub a tub fish Ping Pong
Sneakin' in the dead zone Boneyard
Sippin' on a catlap Sing Song
Trimming off my nostril hairs Headcase
An angel in a mellowcake Courtpie
Rubbin' like a pussycat Gridlock
A stone within my eyeball Too too
Dancin' with my socks on Oh Man
Singin' like a tomtit Stop cab
You've been listening to the Doors Tip top
Entering a smoky barroom Hey you
Smuggling a wombat What a day
Chewing on my necktie Tweedoll
Tumbling in the margarine Heroine
Hidden in the ribbonbrass Too too
Actin' like a baby Headcase
I don't need no thoughts in me, don't you want to rescue me?
There's a little light below, go there when I want to go
Wanna buy the bubblegum? Ping pong
Trying to pry the red shoes off Headcase
Licking on my ice cream cone Heroine
Surfing in the kitchen sink What a day
Sippin' on a diet coke Hey dude
A toodle to the innercrop Tip Top
Shopping with my scapegoat Top fish
Change a tenner for two fivers Too too
FELL OFF THE FLOOR, FELL OFF THE FLOOR MAN (8 times)
Rita Hayworth (3 times)
Rita Hay
Don't strap yourself to a Volkswagen in a weird... harness
Get a harness, because it could be dangerous
Don't try this at home
Going out to steal a ruby (4 times)
Looking like a rayon, love to do it indoor
They all got a say on, falling off the damned floor
Succulent but sucked in, always I'll be in for
Wanted to be tucked in, falling off the same floor
(inaudible speech)
Opening Night
Words: Barman, Ward, music: dEUS
Time : 1:38
Stef Kamil Carlens: Vocal, Bass
Tom Barman: Vocal, Guitar
Jules De Borgher: Drums
Craig Ward: Guitar, Vocal
Klaas Janzoons: Piano
I dedicate a colour to
my dearest friends and family who
so solemnly and nicely dressed
come visit me, I must confess
I feel like Gena might
upon her opening night
And so the hounding begins
a sudden crack on the shins
whip stinging say oh hello
you look like someone I know
Fiery red I give my mom
my dad transparent he is gone
my sisters I give black and white
and guys I hate well fuck 'em bright
my friends get shades of blue
and ginger green to you
while sniggering up your sleeve
a kid a joke just like wee
guys in a schoolyard aged five
the baddest honcho alive
track down your friends to a bar
trace over steps in a car
say that's a pretty excuse
make mine a pineapple juice
bugbears are plenty round here
give him a clip on the ear
says dad infront of TV
decide channel randomly
I feel something coming on
a funny turn or a wrong
decision made casually
like dad infront of TV
regurgitation and goo
ten squillion eyes watch as you
put up a pretty good fight
on this your opening night (5 times)
Theme From Turnpike
Words & music: Barman
Time : 5:44
Note : Sample of "Far Wells, Mill Valley" by Charles Mingus.
Used Courtesy of Sony Music and by permission of Jazz Workshop Inc.
Stef Kamil Carlens: Vocal, Percussion
Tom Barman: Samples, Guitar,
Vocal, Percussion
Jules De Borgher: Drums, Percussion
Craig Ward: Sax, Vocal, Percussion
Klaas Janzoons: Percussion
Eric Drew Feldman: Egg
He went to the bottom, put his soul on fire (2 times)
New Jersey Turnpike riding on a wet night (2 times)
Maybe he got the rhyme
Maybe he got the eyes
Maybe he got the time counterclockwise
Yeah...
He said... He said...
New Jersey Turnpike riding on a wet night (2 times)
Maybe he got the song
Maybe he got the size
Maybe he got it wrong counterclockwise
Yeah...
He said:"No more loud music" (4 times)
Little Arithmetics
Words: Barman, music: Barman/Ward
Time : 4:29
Stef Kamil Carlens: Vocal, Bass
Tom Barman: Vocal, Guitar
Jules De Borgher: Drums
Craig Ward: Guitar, Vocal, Acoustic Guitar
Eric Drew Feldman: Hammond, Shaker
Into temptation, over in doubt
Black night, neonlight into my house
Talking talking talking about
Out of frustration, over in doubt
Hold me now, I'm hoping that you can explain
Little Arithmetics
Got me down, they're fooling me again and again
Little Arithmetics... (2 times)
Got me down
Sometimes I feel like I'm going down South Sometimes I'm feeling all right
Sometime I feel like I'm over and out Sometimes I'm losing my mind
Talking talking talking about Sometimes the day is the night
Into temptation, over in doubt Sometimes I don't wanna fight
Hold me now (Hold me now)
I'm hoping that you can explain
Little Arithmetics
Got me down (Hold me now), they're fooling me again and again
Little Arithmetics... (2 times)
Pa Pa - Pa Pa Da Pa - Pa Pa Da Pa (6 times)
Hold me now
Little Arithmetics
Got me down
Gimme The Heat
Words: Barman, Carlens, Ward, music: Barman
Time : 7:37
Note : Arranged by Peter Vermeersch & dEUS
Stef Kamil Carlens: Vocal, Bass
Tom Barman: Vocal, Guitar
Jules De Borgher: Drums
Craig Ward: Guitar, Vocal, Mandolin
Klaas Janzoons: Violin
Eric Drew Feldman: Piano
Pieter Lamot: Trombone
The Smith Quartet: Violin: Ian Humphries
Violin: Charles Mutter, Viola: Nic Pendlebury
Cello: Deidre Cooper
Someone could say: "I don't belong here"
No one could say: "Isn't it all clear?"
I'm blowing a phrase out in the open
Out on the Street, just gimme the heat
I'll suck the flame to me
I'll suck it in, I'm o.k. I should be
You cut me deep, you know how to do it
my motives are cheap, you know how I do it
so when do we go, where do we meet
I'll give you my sorrow, you'll give me the heat
I'll suck the flame to me
I'll suck it in
Some erotic feel
keeps coming on
it's so unreal
I come undone
then I look back (I find a frame already built)
when I look back (it's still waiting to be filled)
I find it had
flickered for a minute and then it was gone
Someone could say: "I don't belong here"
Every night, every day, just gimme the heat
Some erotic feel
Keeps coming on
It's so unreal
I come undone
Some shady deal
Despite the black
the light gets in
through every crack
then I look back (I find a frame already built)
when I look back (It's still waiting to be filled)
why is it that (there's time between and no time left)
why is it not (sweeter than I ever thought)
How can it last (make it last a minute more)
How can it last (make it last a little more)
How can it last (make it last a minute more) (2 times)
How can it last (make it last a little more)
How can it last (make it last a minute more)
How can it last (make it last a little more)
How can it last (make it last a minute more) (8 times)
I been around the bend
I can't remember when
it's my great misery
that means a lot to me
you've been around, I know
and me I'm just too slow
I'm craving more and more (3 times)
Gimme, gimme the heat
I'm craving more and more (6 times)
Gimme, gimme the heat (2 times)
How can it last
Serpentine
Words & music: Barman
Time: 3:16
Stef Kamil Carlens: Vocal, Bass
Tom Barman: Vocal, Guitar
Jules De Borgher: Drums, Bells
Craig Ward: Guitar, vocal
Klaas Janzoons: Violin
Eric Drew Feldman: Piano
I'm caught in the flow of things
My memory's a broken machine
This is how my day begins
This is just one day unseen
Let's do it serpentine, any time
Let's do it right here
Let's do it serpentine, I don't mind
Let's do it right here
Is it bad that you're good for me
Did I love you just randomly?
I'm caught in the flow of sound
And you're just some melody
Let's do it serpentine, any time
Let's do it right here
Let's do it serpentine, I don't mind
Let's do it right here
There's a cute little litany
Put it on my shoulder
Eight o'clock and we agree
It makes me look much older
one-two in fire (2 times)
Got my clockworks company
I got my dark green trenchcoat on
I'm sure it will always be
Someone staying and someone gone
Let's do it serpentine, any time
Let's do it right here
Let's do it serpentine, I don't mind
Let's do it right here
A Shocking Lack Thereof
Words: Ward, Carlens, Barman, music: Janzoons
Time : 5:51
Stef Kamil Carlens: Vocal, Bass, Double bass
Tom Barman: Vocal, Guitar, synthesizer
Jules De Borgher: Drums
Craig Ward: Guitar, Vocal
Klaas Janzoons: Low tuned violin, synthesizer
That's right I aim to please
That's right I aim to please
I'm acting like some kind of Victorian serf child
I have considered the possibility of trading fluids
On the platform of the underground station
But I have watched and I have seen
And I have counted all the passers-by
You see, me and my friend here we have been engaged
In a search for some months now
For hotels and highlights, experienced midwives
For money to turn into medicine
And what do we find? (3 times)
A shocking lack thereof, But wait
(Wear your moonboots, 'cause they suit you)
And move like Elvis Presley on the booze.
Believe that you have everything to lose
That's right I aim to please
That's right I aim to please
Pay a visit to the nurse to have your head deloused
Talk for hours about the politics of Mickey Mouse
You know how it is
Nighttimes, gotta get out the house
My life is for pleasure, a wiggle in flesh
I'm soaked and in malice, I'm all in distress
And as I was promised my life is for rage
My guide is a drunk and a female bouquet
I realize what they were talking about, for a change
My life's been mistaken for garbage and gold
My life is in private, I gotta move on 'till I'm old
That's right I aim to please
'till I'm gone
Supermarketsong
Words: Barman, Carlens, music: Carlens, Trouvé
Time : 1:56
Note : Dana Colley appears courtesy of Morphine
Stef Kamil Carlens: Vocal, Bass
Tom Barman: Vocal
Jules De Borgher: Drums, Percussion
Craig Ward: Guitar, Vocal
Klaas Janzoons: Violin, Piano
Rudy Trouvé: Guitar, Ukulele
Eric Drew Feldman: Percussion, Piano
Dana Colley: Saxophones
Well good evening to all my friends
I think it goes to show that the more you get, the more you got, the more
you want some more
Cause it's supersexy, supercool, the way they walk the avenue
But it's a sadder day than yesterday so it kinda makes 'em superblue
Spastic Sam and Eric Drew make supermarkets superflue
But they're just on time for the rendez-vous
I know it goes to show that the more you get, the more you got, the more
you want some more
Some people go out and buy stuff they see in windows
I don't need no ring, no car, no watch
baby I got all I need
I know it goes to show that the more you get, the more you got, the more
you want some more
Some people go out and buy stuff they've seen in books
I don't need no leather jacket baby, I'm warm
when I'm with you
Memory Of A Festival
Words & music: Barman
Time : 1:51
Stef Kamil Carlens: Vocal, Bass, Claps
Tom Barman: Vocal, Guitar, Claps
Jules De Borgher: Drums, Claps
Craig Ward: Guitar, Vocal, Claps
Klaas Janzoons: Vocal, Beatbox, Claps
Vincienne: Claps
Jim Brumby: Claps
Do you remember the festival
We took those drugs I never thought
I'd get into that pumpin' stuff
A thousand eyes won't recognize us
'Cause I know you and you know me
that's all you need and all I think of
I know this ain't nothing very deep but it's good fun
So don't run into the crowd
We got on there way too soon
Cause it takes some time to get the picture
6 to 60 camera zoom oh my god I hate this mixture
of all those crazy crazy tunes
that keep on buzzin' in my head now
I know this ain't nothing very deep but it's good fun
So don't run into the crowd
Pa Pa Pa Pa - Pa Pa Pa Pa |
Don't run into the crowd |(2 times)
Do you remember the festival
in 94 with 90 fuckups
Don't wanna meet all of your friends, the ones you like
the ones you'd lock up
'Cause you're out there in the atmosphere
It makes me sick just to think about it
I know this ain't nothing very deep
But it's good fun so don't run into the crowd!!
Pa Pa Pa Pa - Pa Pa Pa Pa |
Don't run into the crowd |(4 times)
Guilty Pleasures
Lyrics: Carlens, Ward, Barman, music: dEUS
Time : 4:22
Stef Kamil Carlens: Vocal, Bass
Tom Barman: Vocal, Guitar,
Acoustic Guitar
Jules De Borgher: Drums
Craig Ward: Guitar, Vocal, Ukelele
Klaas Janzoons: Violin, Vocal
Jim Brumby: Rate and Depth
That's a really nice sound
That's a nice sound !
That's what I call "a nice sound" !!
Wanting, missing, having, letting, knowing,
forgetting, showing, climbing, falling, sucking,
breathing, eyeing, loosing, missing,
You make me feel
Happy, clumsy, angry, rash, cripple, silly, little
smaller, taller, witty, hasty, sexy, weary, ugly
You make me feel
In there, neither, someone, several, all round,
on time, more off, instant, more like, therefore,
pinned on, hardly, in there, often,
You make me feel
Envy, fucking, wasting, sighing, coping, bragging,
coughing, dying, laughing, plastifying and crying
You make me feel
My sister
Got nowhere to hide
I missed her
But deep down inside
We drive
Keep our hands on the wheel
We drive
You know how it feels
In my dream, on my back, on those pills, make it till,
By the sea
You make me feel
On my left, by my side, on your lap, heavy foot,
hurt and heal
You make me feel
Blinded by, ready for, always yours, cardiac,
filthy, guilty pleasure
You make me feel
My sister
Got nowhere to hide
I missed her
But deep down inside
We drive
Keep your hands on the wheel
We drive
You know how it feels
My sister
Nine Threads
Words & music: Ward
Time: 3:32
Note: Bart Maris appears courtesy of X-Legged Sally
Stef Kamil Carlens: Bass
Tom Barman: Vocal
Jules De Borgher: Drums
Craig Ward: Guitar, Vocal
Klaas Janzoons: Low Tuned Violin,
Piano
Bart Maris: Trumpet
Eric Drew Feldman: Piano
Stone go slow,
Find the right moment to stop the show
The nighttime gets weary of implications afterglow.
Thinking: "Easy come, easy go"
You got here too late, it's often so.
I guess that's why
I hope I get old before I die
Admit it turned out okay for someone who didn't try.
Thinking it's time to get a hold
You got here too late, it's always so.
It's always so |
So. |(3 times)
Disappointed In The Sun
Words: Barman, music: Barman, Jorens
Time : 6:03
Note : Arranged by Piet Jorens & dEUS
Stef Kamil Carlens: Vocal, Bass
Tom Barman: Vocal, Guitar
Jules De Borgher: Drums
Craig Ward: Guitar, Acoustic
Guitar, Vocal
Piet Jorens: Piano, Gong
Who could tell the story better
About the things that I went through
Some were great but most were terrifying
and so spooky too
Had to get out of there, to hide away
Had to get out of there, to find my way
I troubled everything too soon
Now where I want to be is...
Where I want to be is...
Need I say my only wish was
To escape my earthly life
High skies were no option whereas
Diving deep in oceans wide
Was the way for me, to hide away
A possibility, to leave today
I troubled everything too soon
Now where I want to be is... where I want to be is...
Where I want to be is...
Under the sea, is where I'll be
No talking 'bout the rain no more
I wonder what thunder will mean, when only in my dream
the lightning comes before the roar
Circumstantial situations, now I know what people meant
Beware of the implications, God I've had enough of them
Decided to be brave and find a way
Just picking out a wave and slide away
I troubled everything too soon
Now where I want to be is...
Where I want to be is...
Maybe taking it another hour then taking away the pain (3 times)
I troubled everything too soon now where I want to be is...
Then taking away the pain
Then taking away the pain
Where I want to be is...
Then taking away the pain
Where I want to be is...
Under the sea, is where I'll be
No talking 'bout the rain no more
I wonder what thunder will mean (thunder), when only in my dream
The lightning comes before the roar
Under the sea, down here with me I find I'm not the only one
Who ponders what life would mean (I wonder) if we hadn't been
So disappointed in the sun
And that's why we're thinking, |
that's why we're drinking in a bar under the sea |(2 times)
Roses
Words: Barman, Carlens, music: Barman
Time : 4:52
Note : Album version
Stef Kamil Carlens: Vocal, Bass
Tom Barman: Vocal, Guitar
Jules De Borgher: Drums
Craig Ward: Guitar, Vocal
Klaas Janzoons: Violin
Rudy Trouvé: Guitar
Rose said quote it's time to make a mess
Time won't be soon mine in time I guess
She's painting on my back a beautiful flowerpot
And she treats me she treats me she treats me like her local god
Rose said quote it's time to make a mess
This one's yours and yours is self obsessed
She's painting on my back a green tom, the Beefheart one
And she cuddles and she coos and she cuts the bullshit I confessed
She said: "Don't look my way
What can I possibly say
I've never seen you before today
I'm just the one that makes you think of the one
that makes you feel like you're the one."
But thank you for the roses for the roses
So thank you for the roses for the roses
Thank you for the roses for the roses (2 times)
Rose said quote it's time to make a mess
remind me what it is that I do best
She's painting on my back some beautiful something sweet
And she treats me, she treats me, she beats me
Rose said quote my time has come at last
Ugly things through my mind they have passed
She's scratching on my back 'if this boy believes me'
She leaves me, deceives me and takes those flowers just to
please me...
Rose don't mind where she been
She been blind
She been mine
all this time
She been kind
She been blind
She says: "Thank you for the roses for the roses."
Just to thank you for the roses for the roses (5 times)
Just to thank you...
Wake Me Up Before I Sleep
Words & music: Barman
Time: 2:53
Stef Kamil Carlens: Bass
Tom Barman: Vocal, Guitar
Jules De Borgher: Drums
Craig Ward: Slide Guitar
Wake me up before I sleep and I'll promise that I'll concentrate
On only the last frame
Cover only one sound
Some kinda sweet, weird kinda strange around me
Wake me up before I sleep can't you see too many colours here,
colours there
colours everywhere
cover only one ground
the blackest of blacks I don't want to surround me
There's nothing I can say, that isn't gonna be
there's nothing I can do, that isn't gonna be a mistake
Wake me up before I sleep now, I haven't had an inch of what I thought I got
from this awful high
cover me in one dye
just lie here with me we'll let the train go by
There's nothing I can say, that isn't gonna be
There's nothing in my way, I know it's gonna be a mistake