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Worst Case Scenario

 

1.* intro (0:24)

2.* suds & soda (5:14)

3.* w. c. s. (first draft) (5:05)

4.* jigsaw you (2:26)

5.* morticiachair (4:23)

6.* via (4:11)

7.* right as rain (4:27)

8.* mute (3:57)

9.* lets get lost (4:22)

10.* hotellounge (be the death of me) (6:23)

11.* shake your hip (0:41)

12.* great american nude (5:38)

13.* secret hell (4:59)

14.* divebomb djingle (3:01)

 

 

Lyrics to: 'Worst Case Scenario'

  

 

Julle de Borgher - drums, metalphone, gasheating, timpani, maracas, guitar, voc

Klaas Janzoons - violin, voc

Stef Kamil Carlens - bass, voc, el. guitar, ac. guitar

Rudy Trouve - el. guitar, voc. piano, steel plate

Tom Barman - vocals, el. guitar, piano

 

 

Produced by Vermeersch & Vervloesem

Recorded and mixed at caraibes studio (Brussels)

Engineered by gilles martin except track seven

recorded live in democrazy & mixed in umbrella

studio. Track twelve & fourteen homerecorded

on four track by ghost town.

Mastered at The Power House (London)

Artwork by dirk belmans

Painting by rudy trouve

 

Total playing time (CD): 55:22 (14 tracks)

CD Released 1994 - (on Island Records CID 8028 / 524045-2)

 

 

  

intro

 

Time : 0:24

Music : Barman/De Borgher

Note : Voice-A. Fernandez

 

 

 

Suds & Soda

Time : 5:14

Music : dEUS

Words : Barman/Carlens

Note : Fender Rhodes - A. Jansens

 

Friday (x159 throughout the entire song)

 

Your head come on is dead and gone

it might as well be said so long

It's suds and soda a brain decoder

and can I wait for my decoder

 

Get off get up you son of pop

the light below is bright on top

It's suds and soda a smile decoder

and can I get yeah what I ordered?

 

And there's always something in the air

sometimes,

suds & soda mix OK with beer

can I

can I break your sentiment

 

Oohhh, you're just reminding me

can't see no person there

Just wanna shout what the fuck...

 

 

Jimmy Dean is Halloween

like kerosene for dee dee scene

It's suds and soda a brain decoder

and can I skip this thing I ordered

 

Get off get up you son of pop

the light below is bright on top

It's suds and soda a vibe decoder

and can I get yeah what I ordered?

 

And there's always something in the air

sometimes,

suds & soda mix OK with beer

can I

can I break your sentiment

 

Ohh, you're just reminding me

can't see no person there

Just wanna shout what the fuck...

 

 

 

And there's always something in the air

 

Your face come on is dead and gone

you might as well be said so long

It's suds and soda a brain decoder

and can I wait for my devoter

 

Get off get up you son of pop

the light below is bright on top

It's suds and soda a smile decoder

and can I skip yeah what I ordered?

and can I break your sentiment

 

So can I break your sentiment (x11)

 

Friday, Friday

 

 

  

W. C. S. (first draft)

 

Time : 5:05

Music : dEUS

Words : Barman

Note : Bass Clarinet - P. Vermeersch

Extra Note: Sample of Little Umbrellas used by permission of the Zappa Family Trust.

Sample of Base figure for Ballatune (Two Pianos and three Piano Players)

used by permission of don cherry & sonet productions.

 

My dynamo, dynamo

it's hard to keep the animo

from driftin' away nowadays

The horror, the pain, let's get into details

the bass, the piano, the friction of dynamo

The first draft of a worst case scenario

 

Every thought there (??) that's some way of keeping the flavor

like their going for the brain to chew on

Compatible allies and as dead as a dice

it's the thing between nowhere and the opposite side

It's the something hidden behind the eloquent surface

father of fuckups you did it on purpose!

 

I decline to believe that it's personal

hey, I know that you do and I'll hold it against you

It's the bald man's dream to grow hair, baby

but a lame don't need legs, he needs a wheelchair

 

So if you're to busy in having too much to offer

and you can not decide where to go

Do the low yo yo, take a swing at the dynamo

on a day like this it's hard to keep the animo from drifting away

 

One-liner: The Greeks had it carved in

a tombstone. 'epigram' they said 'last

tribute to the dead' well the horror, the pain

and the alphabet, from a to migraine, from

nausea to z.

Are you listenin' you fool?

You magnificent liar!

 

Feel free but don't feel too comfortable

it's already quarter to three

 

Oh they say that time presses

but time doesn't press

it's just a figure for motion and emotional unrest

It's a matter of seeing and of being seen

as far as I'm concerned time is the state of my jeans

 

So if you wanna come down for some hangin' around

If you wanna come down for some hangin' around (x3)

 

Oh dynamo, dynamo

it's hard to keep the animo

from driftin' away nowadays

The horror, the pain, let's get into details

the bass, the piano, the friction of dynamo

the first draft of a worst case scenario

 

It's the first draft of a worst case scenario (x12)

 

 

 

Jigsaw You

 

Time : 2:26

Music : Barman/Carlens

Words : Barman

 

fifty six Falcon, across the old laundry, I tasted

jigsaw you. How I hate to see this wasted

I'm thinkin' of

a parallel

These lines won't cut

but all it takes

is finding some... way to weld.

 

Some way to weld.

 

 

 

Morticiachair

 

Time : 4:23

Music : dEUS

Words : Barman/Trouvé/Carlens

 

Now, let's talk about the time

I had this morticiachair

in my apartment

right there in front of the living room

As an open invitation to strangers.

(a cold machine might show)

Smiling like a face

waiting for a telephone call

of a beloved feline

She is in a state and it's California

she's been there for quite a while

 

I've got no presents (x2)

 

Drop the phone take the plane and come back home again (x5)

She knows where she rolls when she goes for the doorknob (x2)

 

By the time of my second car crash I got totally wired

Like in the days I cut myself up with a razor-blade

oh nostalgia

Lost myself in so many ways

I didn't know what to think of him

Ah, maybe I think to much, I don't think so

Fell madly in love with a couple of beautiful ears

It's only a variation

Had long and boring conversations about nothing

Talked so much I bored myself to death

And the more I talk, the more I turn into a vegetable

 

God I'm such a fool

 

She knows where she rolls when she goes for the doorknob (x4)

I'll behave won't you shame me |

I'm into deep, won't you shame me |(x2)

 

Taste of orange

orange

Little Christ

I'm in her bath-tub, consulted

Consulted (x3)

 

She knows where she rolls when she goes for the doorknob (x4)

I'll behave won't you shame me |

I'm into deep, won't you shame me |(x4)

 

Information !

Information !

I'm bored !

Bored !

Information !

 

Turn !

 

 

 

Via

 

Time : 4:11

Music : Barman/Meyers

Words : Barman

 

I'm gonna hit it and against the rock

I'm gonna hit it and against the rock, hit it (x4)

 

I skipped the part about love (x2)

 

I'm gonna hit it and against the clock

I'm gonna hit it and against the clock, hit it (x2)

Every minute and against the clock, hit it

I'm gonna hit it and against the clock, hit it

 

I skipped the part about love (x2)

 

 

I break my heart with a frying pan

 

Liar ! (x6)

I'm gonna hit it and against the rock

Liar !

I'm gonna hit it and against the rock

I'm gonna hit it and against the clock

I'm gonna hit it and against the clock, hit it (x3)

I'm gonna hit it and against the rock, hit it

I'm gonna hit it and against the clock, hit it

I'm gonna hit it and against the rock, hit it

I'm gonna hit it and against the clock, hit it

 

 

 

Right as Rain

 

Time : 4:27

Music : Barman/Trouvé/Carlens

Words : Barman

 

 

I'm the same by name

I had a friend called 'generous Bilby'

He was the same by name

His only advice was that he died

while I did a little dance

From dust to dust the preacher sighted

I did a little cry

 

On adjourn by name

Last there at long

It's not favorably me, for not believing what I saw

His only advice was that I danced in the shinny white shirt

He should have known

I'd be the last, to be there first

 

Right as rain

 

Tombstone and the damage done

how beautiful the naked skin

how beautiful it glows

This is where the bleeding stops

and this is what it shows

It has turned into a scar, the same

just the same, the same

 

But anyway

This is where the Samuel Park

has fit upon your toes

 

On a man my name

Had a friend called 'deadly Bilby'

but he slipped away

 

And he said:

"poor me out some whiskey man,

there's something you should know.

The person that you take me for,

was buried long ago..."

 

Right as rain

 

Tombstone and the damage done

how beautiful the poetry

how beautiful the prose

This is where the story ends

and this is where it goes

It just turned into an alibi

 

But anyway

This is where the Samuel Park

has fit upon your toes

 

 

 

Mute

  

Time : 3:57

Music : Barman

Words : Barman/Carlens

Note : Electric Guitar - P. Vervloesem

 

 

I, I knew a girl and she was a joker

Her hair was nicotine-brown

and eyes of a joker

 

Her grass has a pale ginger green

Whatever that means

 

Together we

saw they were building a building

Alone I see

the building is there

 

Her grass has a pale ginger green

Whatever that means

 

Your mind goes (x3)

This has nothing to do with you

It's just the way that I turn to you

 

Your mind goes (x3)

Cause this has nothing to do with you

It's just the way that I turn to you

 

You see I

I knew this girl and she was a joker

And if she was so big

I guess I would smoke her

 

Her grass has a pale ginger green

She knows what it means

 

Your mind goes (x3)

Well this has nothing to do with you

It's just the way that I turn to you

 

Your mind goes (x3)

And this has nothing to do with you

 

I'm calling it off |

I'm taking it low |

I'm staying ahead of our soul |(x4)

 

Your mind goes (x3)

 

???

 

Crawl so damn low

 

I'm calling it off - Your mind goes

I'm taking it low - Your mind goes

I'm staying ahead of our soul - Your mind goes

 

 

 

Lets Get Lost

 

Time : 4:22

Music : Barman/Carlens

Words : Barman

 

 

Let's get lost...

all right, all right

Let's get lost...

all right

 

You know

a place

where we can go

 

ask your money

get your money

on a stool

 

Let's get lost...

all right, all right

Let's get out...

and hold me some more

 

It's crazy, it's crazy, it's crazy, it's crazy, crazy

In my own words

 

See you dancin' in your own damn rain

Take it in and take it back again

Looking nova when your fashion's old

It's kinda early but the story's told

 

Hotellounge (Be the Death of Me)

  

Time : 6:23

Music : Barman/Trouvé

Words : Barman

 

"This elevator only takes one down", she said,

"this place, this hotel lounge

it's my daily bread...

but I'm underfed"

 

He asked:

"are you living in the night?

cause I can tell you have a lousy imagination

and as a matter of speaking

I hate this situation...

but it happens to be one of my pickin'"

 

"Cause it's so hard

to keep the dream alive

Cause if it all comes down to this

how will..."

 

You move me, you move me |

You move me around around, I guess |

Take it back your analogue |

It's on the other side of this |(x2)

 

Cause if it all comes down to this

how will...

 

And then she said:

"and have another cigarette"

I tend to forget (but anyway I don't smoke that shit)

And hoisted the flag

but it keeps hanging down

 

"You know this place, this hotel lounge

It's my life, it's my choice

And I'm in love

with Ricky Lee Jones' voice"

 

Cause it's so hard

to keep the dream alive

And if it all comes down to this

how will...

 

You move me, you move me |

You move me around around, I guess |

Take it back your analogue |

It's on the other side of this |(x5)

 

How will glamour survive? (x4)

 

And if it all comes down to this...

 

"This elevator only takes one down", she said,

"this place in this same old town"

 

"Do you see that man

in the left-hand corner

Do you see that woman

their love-story's famous"

 

 

 

Shake Your Hip

  

Time : 0:41

Music : dEUS

Words : Barman

Note : Voice - P. Vervloesem

 

So come on baby, baby |

Shake your hip baby, baby |

Come on |(x4)

 

 

 

Great American Nude

  

Time : 5:38

Music : Trouvé

Words : Barman/Trouvé/Carlens

  

She had this thing |

about Allistair crawlin' |

it was like a fascination |(x2)

 

I don't mean to be rude...

 

Hey, I wanna |

I wanna testify ! |

Hey, I wanna |(repeated throughout the song)

 

Burton in a salad bar sweet like a candy bar

No more sugar for a clean genius in quarantine

I mean where's the love, where's the hate.

What's a smiling face and a sunburned prostate

for a man that great.

 

Richard there, Richard here,

Richard quoting Shakespeare,

back and forth and back again,

to be or not to be the man.

 

Lizzy's getting dizzy, she should've known it from the

start being rich is just a lifestyle being ALIVE

is just a part

 

That's what makes a kilo heavier than a gram, mam (x2)

 

I don't mean to be rude

Great American nude

 

I got a gift from my mother,

she got it for a dime

She got it from someone

and I also don't mind

 

But it's just a phase

when I get graced

Can't tell the picture from a sound

I thought we would just call here:

Great American brown (x2)

 

Fool smart, move fashion

And the crowning on a brown man

Black is butter count the shaky hands

 

You see, I got it from my mother

She got it for a pop

Get the gallery connected

Get the clientele to form

Suck a demon for a duck

 

I didn't mean to be rude

Great American Nude

 

Hey, I didn't mean to be rude !

Great American Nude

 

Walk that walk

I'm looking for my pop

 

Burton in a salad bar sweet like a candy bar

No more sugar for a clean genius in quarantine

I mean where's the love, where's the hate.

What's a smiling face and a sunburned prostate

for a man that great.

 

Great American Nude

 

Take American Express ?

 

Walk that walk (x2)

 

That's what makes a kilo heavier than a gram, mam (x3)

That's what does it..

 

Motif (x6)

 

Motif (x3)

 

Great American Nude (x4)

 

I wanna testify

 

She had this thing about Allistair crawlin'...

(inaudible speech)

 

 

 

Secret Hell

 

Time : 4:59

Music : Barman

Words : Barman

 

 

Hey I know there's more to this...

But I bought you a newspaper every Sunday

At the end just a huge pile of yellowed

Sunday telegraphs on the windowpane

 

We sang three blind mice together:

"Three blind mice, three blind mice

who went in across the farmer's house.."

 

You know well

Just never tell

If someone's got a secret hell

 

Now you

You should be breakin' me

Sometimes I lose my head

I don't know nothing

You should be breaking me

Instead you let me hide behind your back

 

What goes around

Will come back down

Can someone get it out of town

 

 

I'm in this state

Kinda late

But tell me, don't it look just great?

 

You

You should be haunting me

Some drift get twisted before I even touch 'em

You should be scaring me

But don't I only scare myself?

So don't I only scare myself? (x5)

 

 

 

Divebomb Djingle

 

Time : 3:01

Music : Carlens/Ward/Christie

Words : Barman

Note : Screams - Doctor D.

 

It is a waterproof

Windproof

I love youf

I'm-on-the-roof-kind-of-a-way

 

We're in the grillroom

With the groundwork

You stain your skirt, skirt

I love your hairdo, I hate your way

 

Yes, that's the price you pay..!!! (x4)

 

I'm just a shipboy

I pay my shiptoll

And every shipday

I take a shipstroll

out on the deck

 

It's complicated

I underrated

But now I made it

Might it be a bit O.K.?

 

No, that's the price you pay..!! (x4)

 

'I'm feeling weary'

He said to Larry

'I'm gonna O.D.

I hit the roadie

I'm in a popband'

 

He said 'Remember James Dean

was looking pristine

in comes the benzine

out goes the rebel without a grant

.. but with a fanzine'

 

Yes, that's the price you pay..!!! (x4)

 

Just like a dive-bomb

you're gonna dive son

ain't nothing won hon'

Until it's done done

Look out for the quake

 

Check out the ceiling

there's nothing healing

Your life is peeling

I know the feeling

you just wanna break (x2)

 

No, that's the price you pay!!!...!!! (x4)

 

I'm just a shipboy

I pay my shiptoll

And every shipday

I take a shipstroll

out on the deck

 

It's complicated

I underrated

But now I made it

Might it be a bit O.K.?

 

No, that's the price you pay !!!!!!