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I´m talking to you, but you don´t listen to what I say
I´m talking to you, but you don´t listen to what I say
I don´t know what to do
Because it goes on all day
No matter what I do, it doesn´t matter to you
No matter what I do, it doesn´t matter to you
Maybe I should just leave you alone
That´s all I can do
Communication error
Communication error
Communication error
So don´t talk to me, ´cause I don´t listen to what you say
So don´t talk to me, ´cause I don´t listen to what you say
Save your words, you´d better go away
So don´t talk to me when I´m talking to you
So don´t talk to me when I´m talking to you
Do we have a communication problem?
If I only knew
Communication error
That´s what it is
Communication error
Communication error
Communication error
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Don't Blame It on Me
03:28
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Don´t Blame it on Me
Don´t blame it on me
If you don´t care about yourself
Don´t blame it on me
If you don´t care about yourself
You´re responsible for what you did
But nobody else
Don´t blame it on me
If your shoes won´t go your way
Don´t blame it on me
If your shoes won´t go your way
Maybe you chose the wrong track
That´s why your shoes cannot obey
Don´t blame it on me
Don´t blame it on me
While you screw up once again
Don´t blame it on me
While you screw up once again
Because it´s not my needle
That is stuck in your vein
Don´t blame it on me
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Taxman
03:46
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Taxman
It´s that time again
That the tax return is pending
When I think about it
Horror comes over me
(Taxman)
(Taxman)
It´s the same shit every year
That is cut me to the bone
And again and again I feel this fear
Won´t you leave me alone
(Taxman)
(Taxman)
(Taxman)
(Taxman)
Last year I didn´t earn a single buck
No more orders are in sight
So I have to sell my truck
At the end of the tunnel I can´t see no light
(Taxman) Please give me a reprieve
(Taxman) Please give me a reprieve
(Taxman) Please give me a reprieve
(Taxman) Maybe until Christmas Eve
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The Worst Is Not Bad Enough
I´m going down to the liquor store
Just to get my favorite stuff
It´s not because of that I´m feeling bad
It´s because I can´t get enough
So I´m going to buy some bottles of gin
Non-alcoholic, of course
Because alcohol doesn´t agree with me
´Cause I´m getting drunk of it and then I get sick
Tomorrow I´ll go to the job placement
In order to get a job
I hope they can offer me
Something better than last week
It´s not because I´d like to work
For a few lousy bucks
But somehow I have to see
That the rent can still be paid
If I should lose my flat again the rain falls on my head
The very worst is not bad enough if the going gets tough
The very best is not good enough if you´re just unsatisfied
The worst is not bad enough, the best is not good enough
The worst is not bad enough, the best is not good enough
And the worst is not bad enough, and the best is not good enough
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Gambling Game
04:42
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Gambling Game
I pack my case, getting out of town, try to find some gold
In the desert of the land down under
There is plenty enough, so I`ve been told
The sun is burning on my skin
What have I got to lose? Or what will I win?
It´s like a gambling game
And if I lose I´ll take my blame
And so I gas up my car, driving thousands of miles, always straight ahead
There`s no crossroad, there´s no any devil to make up a bet
The sun is burning down on me
What have I got to expect? What will I see?
Maybe it´s a gambling game
And if I lose it will be a shame to me
No matter how small my profit I´ll take my chance
So I will try my luck, dig like a backhoe, hope to get a nugget or a flake
And when I finally have my pockets full of gold
I will buy a house on the lake
No matter if the sun is still burning down
I´ve got the golden nugget crown
No more longer it will be a gambling game
From now on it will never be the same
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Every Time
04:27
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Every Time
Every time I look into your eyes
Every time I look into your eyes
The whole wide world seems to me like paradise
Every time I see your smiling face
Every time I see your smiling face
My lonely room becomes a happy place
Every time I hear your soulful voice
Every time I hear your soulful voice
My heart beats over, I don´t have any choice
Every time I feel your body next to mine
Every time I feel your body next to mine
I know everything is going to work out fine
Every time, every time, every time, Yeah every time
Every time it seems like the very first time
Every time it seems like the very first time
Every time it seems like the very first time
But every time it´s always the same
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The Dixie Way to Play
04:28
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Short-Term pain for a Long-Term Gain
It had to happen that way
I had lost you from my heart
There´s nothing left to say
And that is tearing us apart
You had expectations that I couldn´t meet
And your cheating has knocked me, has knocked me off my feet
Now is the time to say goodbye
Before there´s a mud fight
The way I look at it, that´s short-term pain for a long-term gain
Sure, we had our good times
In which we had heaven on earth
But now we´re living in bad times
In which nothing is worth
I have no expectations
I don´t put any pressure on myself
I let everything come to me
Whatever may be
Now´s the time to say goodbye
Before there´s a mud fight
The way I look at it, that´s short-term pain for a long-term gain
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Tarantella Blues
02:32
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Tarantella Blues
I´m aware that the rhythm of this song doesn´t suit the blues
I´m aware that the rhythm of this song doesn´t suit the blues
But what´s the point? I´ve got nothing to lose
My wife said I should try to create a tarantella style song
My baby said I should try to create a tarantella style song
So I do her a favor, would that be so wrong?
After all, I´m half Italian, so I think I can afford it
After all, I´m half Italian, so I think I can afford it
If I´m wrong about that, I´ll cut the shit
Listen to my guitar
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Ended for the Best
05:24
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Ended for the Best
I changed my colour
It has changed from green to blue
I changed my visions
And I hope you changed them too
Changed my profession
Just didn´t feel like anymore
I found something, something I was looking for
But I didn´t find the way to you
Although I looked in all directions
You´ve not been north, south, east or west
If only I had found the fifth direction
Everything would have ended for the best
(Ended for the best)
I changed my songs
They turned from blue to green
I went to countries I have not yet seen
I changed my mind
As I have done so many times before
But what I ever found wasn´t what I wanted to find
So I didn´t find the way to you
Although I looked in all directions
You´ve not been north, south, east or west
If only I had found the fifth direction
Everything would have ended for the best
(Ended for the best)
(Ended for the best)
(Ended for the best)
(Ended for the best)
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Bert Hillesheim Düsseldorf, Germany
1953 geboren in Köln
1968 Gitarre autodidaktisch gelernt
1970 - 1975 Diverse Bands in Köln
1976
Mitbegründer der Jazzrock - Formation "Friendship "
1980 Mitglied der Fusionband "Hihead"
1986 - 1990 Kompositionsarbeiten für eine Schultheatergruppe
1991 Mitglied der "Bela Pursch Band"
Ab 1992 Homerecording , Komposition und Arrangements
Seit 2020 Songtexter
Erste Veröffentlichung Februar 2023
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