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The following palmist-songs are available at.

Danke, und kommen Sie doch bald mal wieder.
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Some Palmist's Songs:

It's Hard To Be A Fortune Teller (Bandversion)
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Down in the ocean is a little catfish
He used to be my best friend in a childish wish
Up in the sky there is a big fat bird
His wings cast shadows where no sound is heard
Far in the distance is a story book
casting spells oneveryone who doesn't look
On the sand is a castle with a king inside
andhe has forgotten how to kiss his bride

and I got runes in my bag and a crystal ball, you can ask me anything, I will predict it all
But it's up to you if it's coming true - it's your own decision what you're gonna do
I'm a fortune teller and it's hard to be decent in a world which is haunting me

Down in the alley is a sick old man
and he keeps his brain in a frying pan
Floating on the river is a paper boat
It's delivering wisdom to the ones who know
And on top of the mall the witches ride their brooms,
there ain't no more ups and downs and there ain't no doom
A young girl is dancing upon a star
and then she gets run over by a model car

I got runes in my bag and premonition inside and fear is on my shoulder and the light's too bright
I foresee what's gonna happen, but it's up to you, you can believe it ot not, what's true is always true
It's hard to be a fortune teller anyway, your world is haunting me, your value is decay

Merlin's grandson made satellite
which can light the whole world in all parts at night
and now the ravens sing it in their croaking voice:
you must look, you must work, you must, you've got no choice
The children can't write and they can't even speak
and they can only see when they're watching TV
They got a button on their back and a little key
and robots produce them in a factory

I still got runes in my bag and a crystal ball - my cards on the table trying to warn you all
and the nothing in the world is such an awful lot that you ain't really got a thing of those you think you got
I'm a fortune teller and it's hard to be decent in a world which is haunting me
I'm a fortune teller and it's hard to be friendly in your world world because it's haunting me
I'm a fortune teller and it's hard to be - to be in a world which keeps on haunting me
I'm a fortune teller and it's hard to be - your world is haunting me, yeah it keeps haunting me

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Death Of A Dream Soloversion
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Well, the world ain't shattered,
but sure it ain't safe
All the winds are alert,
You just got to be brave
There are hate and suspicion
And maybe better ways
Is it faith or superstition
what it takes to be amazed?

One dream's killed,
but another was born,
and the devil a-dancin,
Gabriel blowing his horn
and the world keeps turning,
and the prophets don't care,
Which value is burning,
or if a man's bare.

All the fairies are hidden
in their flowers in spring
and if you ask Merlina
she won't tell you anything
all the drops in the ocean,
they are sad and they cry.
But the Lords of the darkness,
they enjoy their apple pie.

Your houses are high,
your falls are deep
your cars are fast,
but the bridges too steep
Good days tend to leave,
yet the beast is asleep
and the hope in the party
is powered by greed.

You try anything,
and you got luck.
You got everything,
and now you got stuck.
and the rails of your brain
don't lead far any more.
and your feelings are sold,
and your heart is a whore.

A room full of vigilance,
a stock full of fears,
and a little box of knowledge
and wisdom full of tears.
and the times aren't right
for paradise birds
each idea got his bride
and some got more than they deserve.

All the mermaids in the waves
they dive and they sink
the sirens stop singing
and the magic dragons shrink.
and the love and the promises
are laughing in the sky
and a little dog's howling
at the stars passing by.

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Differences
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There was a palmist laying cards upon the air
and then a storm breathed deep and blew them out nowhere
A box was spilling emptiness around the heated room
A lamp was shining blue and dim and throwing round ist gloom

Some things are leaving and some others, they must stay
How can you know what's going to happen today
Some folks must be here and some others got to go
You never know ....

You think you found someone and the next day he'll be gone
and then again you start to run and feel alone
Nothing's gonna work out well if you need somebody else
Some might be alright, but some should go to hell.

Some folks are leaving and some folks must stay
How can you know what will happen today?
Some got to be here, and some others got to go
You never know ...

Some kids are born into a world of joy and wealth
and there are others who lack toys, and even health
How can you tell them why they don't have what they need
and others die because they have too much to eat

Some folks got all the luck and some folks never live
and fortune scatters seeds, it doesn't plan to give.
it's up to fate what kind of ground you fell upon,
if your hands clutch dirt or love or a silver spoon, II: if you lost or won

There was a war in a country not so far
and the people, they were scared of this ugly, dirty war
Some of them were dying, and some others, they were saved
and for some there was a future and for some there was just hate

Some folks are leaving and some folks must stay
How can you know what's going to happen the next day?
Some got to be there and some others got to go
You never know .....


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