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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 !!!!!!