HOME N E W S JAN HELLRIEGEL DISCOGRAPHY L Y R I C S P I C T U R E S ARTICLES S O N G S PAST TOURS R E Q U E S T S REVISION HY L I N K S		PRIVATE WASTELAND 1. My Command 2. Man From The West 3. Workers Lament 4. Private Wasteland 5. Silver Sheen 1, 2 © Hellriegel 1987 3 - 5 © Hellriegel 1988 1. My Command Wish at my command I hardly know where to stand The picture is completed The story is defeated Say you will go out and do Don’t hang around it will not prove It will not prove Don’t believe for a second that I can’t handle myself Don’t believe for a second I don’t know where people are at ‘cause I’ve seen them in the gutter and I’ve seen them down and out I know that some are bad right through I’ve had a taste of that I just cover my eyes and I get by. Say you will go out and do Don’t hand around it will not prove It will not prove I don’t believe that I’ll get caught by the witches in the wood No I’m not a little Goldielocks or a red riding hood I’ve come to get by this far Through the serpent's den Handled new revelations and I’ll do it once again I just cover my eyes And I get by....... 2. Man From The West He came from the west Shouted out to the whole damn world He said "See how bad I am or how so tough" He didn’t like to smile all that much You see his jaw was so rugged and so damn tough That it would smash like glass Into to a million pieces If he did. He was a dreamer, this Billy the kid. He taught me how to dress in fine black lace Made me hate my body because of it’s shape And dressed me in clothes that did not fit so well He was a dreamer and he did it well He was a dreamer and he did it well. And he came from a place that didn’t laugh enough Came from a place that didn’t cry enough Came from a place that didn’t cry enough. And he bragged about being a hedonistic sponge Sucking up lots and giving out to none And he burned everything that got in his way. He was a dreamer and he did it well He was a dreamer and he did it well. 3. Workers Lament You ask me why I don’t understand the way you feel I don’t have the time To understand myself at all You don’t know what’s like Not to have the time to think at night You don’t know what it’s like What it’s like And you ask me Why I don’t read your philosophies I don’t have the time and hell I can’t even read You don’t know what it’s like Not to have the time to think at night To come home to a fight at night ‘cause you can’t pay the bills You can’t pay the bills. I’ve had my inspiration I’ve tried to touch the stars I didn’t get that far But I got a new car And it’s fast. And even now You don’t understand what I mean ‘cause you don’t have the eyes For anything but your very own needs You don’t know what it’s like (repeat) I’ve got to work again (repeat) It’ll take some time but one day maybe I can change But you have to change too. Hell I think that's the least you should do. What does it take for you to come down form the place that you put yourself on To realise that I’m the foundation your life depends on. You don’t know what it’s like I can not read and I can not write I can’t read the books that make you look around If I did I wouldn’t have the time any how. I can’t read, I can’t write, I can’t read I can’t write. 4. Private Wasteland When you get to the middle of the outside looking in And you think that maybe it’s easier not to look out from within Hold on to your small mind feelings never look around Take the view for certain and you’ll always go without And you'll see where you are in the distance not far ‘cause you’re trapped where you are You try to be so damn different But you do nothing but stay just where you are. Trapped inside your Private Wasteland Don’t smell the sea don’t touch the ground Have fantasies ties up with money You have no sight or touch or smell. Private Wasteland blistered sky You smell the sea but you don’t know why Hold it down can’t see for certain You’re never going to make it but you don’t know why. And you’ll see where you are in the distance not far. ‘Cause you’re trapped where you are You try to be so damn different But you do nothing but stay just where you are. When you get to the middle of the black hole that you’ve made You’ll find that you’ll remain there because there is no other way Everything is stationery Static life it does not move In the darkness nothing grows there In your life you’ll always be without And you’ll see where you are in the distance not far ‘Cause you’re trapped where you are, not far You try to be so damn different But you do nothing but stay just where you are..... 5. Silver Sheen I’ve seen a man dressed in purple glowing with a silver sheen Looking out across the land and crying out to everything he’d seen When will he appear. I’ve seen a woman dressed in green holding the land or so it seemed Looking out across the land and crying out at everything she’d seen. When will she appear I’m looking out in expectation waiting for the man to appear I’m looking outward for that woman wherever she is She's not here. I’ve seen it not far In a box behind a car Where are you When will you appear. I’ve seen an old man looking out from his straw like hair Wondering where his friends all were and why they didn’t care if he was dead or alive When will they appear There’s an old woman lost and lonely Never found her one and only Realised a little late that there would never be a time or a place For her love to appear. I’m looking out in expectation waiting for that man to appear I’m looking outwards for that woman wherever she is She’s not here.