Dead Rebels Sell Better

by A.J. Kaufmann

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Free improvised no wave folk songs, January 2017.

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released January 30, 2017

Adam J. Kaufmann - guitars, voice.

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A.J. Kaufmann Poznań, Poland

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Artist photo by Barbara Janicka.

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Track Name: Cities of Stone
Cities of Stone

I should thank you for what you're not
thank you for where you won't go
thank you for life, thanks for the nights
and thank you for cities of stone

yeah, thank you for cities of stone

I should thank you for what you don't see
thank you for things you can't feel
thank you for being unreal
thank you for life and thanks for the snow

and thank you for cities of stone
yeah, thank you for cities of stone

I should thank you for what we've become
should thank you for neon's glow
thank you for rain, and thank you again
for cities of stone, for cities of stone

yeah, thank you for cities of stone

thank you for bells in the morning
thank you for cries in the night
thank you for life, thanks for the show
thanks for the cities of light
yeah, thanks for the cities of stone

thank you for life, thanks for the nights
thank you for where you won't go
and thank you for cities of stone
cities of stone, cities of stone
yeah, thank you for cities of stone
Track Name: Dead Rebels Sell Better
Dead Rebels Sell Better

Che Guevara, Jesus Christ
They made it all the way
Through machines of lies
Frank Sinatra, Jimmy Dean
They made it all the way
Up to the silver screen

Dead rebels sell better
They won’t whisper a word
Those t-shirts sell forever
Then there’s a tribute song

Pasolini rots in hell
He made it all the way up
From your wishing well
Another t-shirt, another cup
We’ve made it all the way
We never ever stopped

Dead rebels sell better
They won’t whisper a word
Those t-shirts sell forever
Then there’s a tribute song

Jimi Hendrix, crystal flake
His unpredicted death
A legend on the make
Another record, another turn
We watched your faces glow
As our centuries burnt

Dead rebels sell better
They won’t whisper a word
Those t-shirts sell forever
Then there’s a tribute song

Bobby Dylan, Malcolm X
Put them in one line
And it’s like facing death
Stormy Monday, Mama Gin
Greater unknowns sleep
In our market’s dreams
Track Name: Prompt Box
Prompt Box

You should really be with that woman
You should really be moving forward
You should get yourself some promotion
Ah, the priceless advice from the prompt box

All those luminous versions of future
All these valued prescriptions it gives
Ah, the prompt box is so confidential
Ah, the prompt box goes crazy again

Now the prompt box has caught me naked
Oh so candid & no make up on
And the prompt box now follows me backstage
And the prompt box now lives at my home

Like your dearest subconscious lover
Like a source that's so well-informed
Ah the prompt box is now off its rocker
Ah the prompt box is now really gone

It's art for art's sake
It’s fuck for fuck's sake
It’s your cunt on display
For whoever will pay
It’s so confidential
It’s pure satisfaction
It’s a standing ovation
The prompt box goes crazy again

Such a vision of high ridden values
Such a chariot of god's fiery breath
Ah the prompt box is always on duty
Ah the prompt box is well out of hand

So the prompt box now offers me clinics
And the prompt box now offers me gardens
And it brings me some bread, and it opens my cell
And it acts out my favorite warden
And the prompt box's sincerely committed
To your righteous, protectory cause
And the prompt box now wants to go charity
The prompt box's now out of control

And I'm tangled in all these yours trulies
Like a thief with his pants on fire
Always on duty
Always a word-man, a chord-man, a liar...
It's a sell out!
Track Name: Andy
Andy

Andy whom I don’t know
Came to me and said “you’re welcome to my show”
It’s not life, it’s better, step inside
Andy, enjoy your ride

My creations of men come alive
All the fashion and cruelty and art
It’s way better than the scenery outside
Paint, glue and paper, it’s my creative tide

This chick she’s wearing my astronaut’s suit
Looks better on film, I admit
I’m famous for making connections with god
Cocaine is the latest hit

He said I know what’s driving your hunger
Both for women and men
It’s just my definition of beauty
Your seraph with plastic hands

I love it when men I’ve made come alive
Look at this hair, oh it’s beautifully done
Sculpted with the sin of a perfect machine
Have you ever talked to god

Downtown and uptown I’ve whole factories of style
I’m making the dawn come alive
It shines just for me and my models, see
Together we never ever sleep
Track Name: I Always Searched For Beauty
I Always Searched for Beauty

I always searched for beauty
I always found regret
I found all lines mistaken
I found the heart's sore end

And in the pit of anger
From lover's cracking skin
A dance on blades of air
This perfect rictus grin

I've cuddled into pretence
Backed out to look anew
And she was still the angel
Beside my rotting tooth

And she was still Blue Mary
And I was still ashamed
I always searched for beauty
At ends of lover's game

Like borders of a kingdom
Her eyes controlled the room
I always searched for beauty
Behind her vague costume

I always searched for beauty
At dusted rails of pride
In solemn pain, unknowing
Dim regions of goodbye

I always searched for beauty
Throughout the broken sky
The chord don't match the singer
The path don't meet its guide

The stairs they take you nowhere
The glove don't match her hand
She soon would be forgotten
She soon would have no man

While I'd go on for beauty
And I'd go on for fear
I always searched for beauty
Yes, I'm the loser here

I came towards your prisons
Your prisons all were closed
I always searched for beauty
Beyond the antidote
Track Name: Soothing Survivors
Soothing Survivors

I’m looking at your birthmarks
I’m glad they’re still the same
Well the midnight lamp is burning
And the sky is always fair
How sweetly you unhinge me
How sweetly I forget
That your room was too friendly
In the winter when we met

I’m glad to still find us
To see this still last
To see we're survivors
Oh soothing survivors
Soothing survivors of past

I got too close to heaven
And they sent me right away
With a ticket called salvation
On a train called Lady Day
With this patchy leather jacket
And these patchy drunken eyes
Well I know I don’t belong here
But I never asked you why

I’m glad to still find us
To see this still last…

We lived on the subway
In tunnels of speed
Where love used to wander
Encouraging greed
I know I’m not brave
And I know you’re a thief
But you doubled your offer
So I’m climbing the bridge

I’m glad to still find us
To see this still last…

My sadness keeps creeping
Like lice up your thighs
Your bed's broken springs
Feed passions now dry
Kept hungry forever
Kept close to your cheek
I know I can’t love you
I’ve tried that all week

I’m glad to still find us
To see this still last…

You’re taking your pills
And their bleak aftertaste
Reminds you of me
When I said “let’s part ways”
Of desperate corners
And old picture frames
You couldn’t belong where
You weren’t restrained

I’m glad to still find us
To see this still last…

So we live in a theater
On a trembling old street
And we’re only attachments
To sentiments deep
And we played all our parts now
All we need is relief
But we’ve got to move on
Past the curtain of grief

I’m glad to still find us
To see this still last…
Track Name: Violet
Violet

I’ve got no power and I’m living like a dog
Electric light don’t shine in my room
This empty bar is driving me nuts
I came here drunk and that’s morning for you
I blame the sun, I’ve got nothing to lose
I wanna turn to violet
I wanna turn to violet
I wanna turn to violet

I’m not immortal if you know what I mean
One day the bottle’s gonna break my heart
And I’m no portal to your demons and dreams
You keep them chained and feed them with art
I blame the whisky, that’s a good way to start
I wanna turn to violet
I wanna turn to violet
I wanna turn to violet

I’m such a sucker for Parisian girls
There must be angels living in their clothes
Wish I could wrap you in their melody
But I’m too drunk to remember the words
I blame your body, there’s just too many chords
I wanna turn to violet
I wanna turn to violet
I wanna turn to violet
Track Name: Almost True
Almost True

I've been drinking
And I’m feeling good
I'm just thinking
Are you true
Let me lie on
Your shiny floor
Let me drink all
All your alcohol
I won't mind girl
If you will go
Cause I will stay here
Right at your floor
It's alright
You're almost true
I won't mind girl
Just what you do
Don't you try
To get rid of me
Cause I will be back
I'm your destiny
It’s alright now
I'm almost true
It’s alright now
See what you can do
I’m almost true
Yeah, I’m almost true
Track Name: As If They Never Knew
As If They Never Knew

It’s just a perfect town to shave before the morning
And a perfect town to smoke your cigarette
All the years they happen very, very slowly
All the places taste as if I never left

True, a perfect town to pleasure me in brandy
Under light bulbs very dim and very slow
And the days here happen very, very, brightly
At 2 A.M. she very often calls

I’ve forgotten your address and number quickly
And I’m very, very sorry for all that
But you see, there’s been some changes at H.Q.
And they want me back on duty once again

Such a pull to open up this filthy notebook
So alluring just to make a little note
On your body in this twisted Polish winter
The winter you knew nothing proper of

A perfect town to buy those little items
Which serve as Monday breakfast and a prayer
For the perfect town to witness every poem
Shifting through your veils of frozen air

I’ll be surfing through this canopy of sorrow
Looking for a different, jolly theme
Never stuck to reoccurring circumstances
Of a woman, of her spirit and her skin

Still this town is very perfect for a writer
It’s got poems written all across its walls
Its pictorials do remind me of your beauty
The one you said was everything I’ve known

And I’m afraid that we won’t meet in any matter
We won’t even meet behind it, anyway
That’s a perfect town for coffee in the morning
Three chops of sugar in and seven left

There are poets living right above my light bulbs
And we meet, yet not so often, by the moon
As I tell them about a girl who never listened
They keep selling stories from another room

And I’ve tried to count the rooms, to no avail
They seem breeding like your catchy kind of night
And the women come and leave, I’m very sorry
I can’t even tell you which one now is mine

See, this one she bought me dinner at Lucciola
Then she took me home to prove me still unfilled
And the other took me walking past the river
Then I’ve slept inside her ruin near the Spree

So your body in this twisted Polish winter
Kept a memory on this postcard that I bought
Won’t be something I’ll be thinking of that often
This I promise and I couldn’t promise more

Cause tomorrow I go Ku’damm with my lady
Can’t remember which, forgot to ask her name
But she told me she’s a painter of excuses
And I told her I’ve been really, really late

And I still remember all of your maneuverings
See, they nearly made me change this olden mind
In another town, a one not really perfect
A one that made my poetry look a crime

And they had no decent writer in this city
All they had was just another missing boy
Who is feeling very quiet and content now
In a perfect town, a one that’s now his home

And I guess it’s all the same right where I left you
Perhaps Oder’s moving faster, I don’t know
And I’ve no intent to visit your apartment
Or to find your silhouette amid the snow

It’s not worth a single penny or an effort
Cause it’s grey for you the way it’s always been
While it’s golden for these streets and all their ramblers
Look, I’m one of them, but that’s just recently

To forget of all these twisted Polish winters
And the lovers that were never ever mine
Get a woman that I’m sure ain’t mine and wasn’t
On this or any other given time

So the history takes its root inside her people
And her skirts are ever torn and open wide
I’ll go wandering through her holy kinds of winter
You go stay inside your sculpted kind of night

We’ll be passing in the night so very often
And we’ll see ourselves through other, distant eyes
On a morning long ago a boy will wonder
About a girl that very gently passed him by

He’ll be young and very detailed on his duty
She’ll be older and forgotten to the world
I’ll be watching them while sitting on my plum
Singing some forgotten German songs

And then Spree will swim her lovers very roughly
As her customs, very old, command to do
With no man to row against the fatal current
One and only broken sail without a clue

There are evenings here like snails without their armor
And some ladies which are nearly satisfied
With their roles against the current of typewriters
In my secrecy against their broken charm

It’s a perfect town to wake up in the evening
And it’s a perfect town to write a song or two
All the years they happen very, very slowly
All the places taste as if they never knew
Track Name: Idiot's Dance
Idiot's Dance

I was just an idiot
Who believed that people are good
I was just an idiot
Who thought he's doing all he should
Well, people are no good
And I'm not doing what I should
And if you're standing out
They're gonna put you down
They're gonna make you dwell
Dwell in the shit of their eyes

I was just an idiot
Who believed that love is free
I was just an idiot
Reaching out for you and me
Well, your freedom sleeps in chains
And all my love’s in vain
And if you're standing out
They're gonna put you down
They're gonna make you dwell
Dwell in the shit of their eyes

I was just an idiot
Who danced to a risky tune
I was just an idiot
Playing riddles in your room
Well the tune is now no more
And the man is at the door
And if you're standing out
He's gonna put you down
He's gonna make you dwell
Dwell in the shit of his eyes

Watch the idiot dance
(Dwell in the shit of their eyes)
Watch the idiot dance
(Dwell in the shit of their eyes)
Watch the idiot dance
(Dwell in the shit of their eyes)
Watch the idiot dance
(Dwell in the shit of their eyes)
Watch the idiot jump
Track Name: The Jive
The Jive

Go on and whisper that you
Can’t scream when you’re alive
Or go on pretending that you
Can’t hear the lovers jive
While it’s around you blooming
And it’s inside your eyes
Go share a kiss with someone
Dare dream and speak the jive

Cry on and say you’re lonely
Cause no one needs your heart
Or move on emerging slowly
To play the lovers part
Cause you’re inside it growing
And it’s the mold of life
You must obey your nature
And learn the leading jive

Your life will leave you hanging
If you let go of love
And fate won’t hear you banging
On youth’s forgotten door
Behind the scenes we’re waiting
We want to see you fly
When all your limits push you
Into the free man’s jive
Track Name: Somedays Maybes Laters
Somedays, Maybes, Laters

I did my best to be your man
I tried to meet you everywhere
I tried to meet you anytime
But you ain’t had no time to spare
You always found a good excuse
Leaving fools like me behind
A perfect alibi to use
You’re always busy with your life

Someday, maybe, not today
All those things get in the way
Someday, later, never mind
Girl why are you so unkind
Girl why are you so unkind

I tried my best to see you thru
Grab the beauty you possess
I swore I’ll get your love somehow
Before my feelings turn to ash
Your explanations glow like wine
Why can’t you meet me in the noon
You say it’s better I came round
Later on the highest moon

Someday, maybe, not today
All those things get in the way
Someday, later, never mind
Girl why are you so unkind
Girl why are you so unkind

Should I close the book on you
You leave too many things unsaid
You leave me hanging on a string
You say there’s better time ahead
But when I ask you when and where
You turn around and laugh again
You found another trick to play
You waste my time, I can’t complain

Someday, maybe, not today
All those things get in the way
Someday, later, never mind
Girl why are you so unkind
Girl why are you so unkind