Gestern während einer verregneten, nächtlichen Autofahrt gehört. Dabei wieder einmal festgestellt, dass EVERYTHING MUST GO! eines meiner absoluten Lieblingslieder der fantastischen THE WEAKERTHANS ist. Bereits seit 10 Jahren in meinen Ohren und noch immer magisch:

Garage sale. Saturday.
I need to pay my heart’s outstanding bills.
A cracked-up compass and a pocket watch, some plastic daffodils.
The cutlery and coffee cups I stole from all-night restaurants,
a sense of wonder (only slightly used),
a year or two to haunt you in the dark.

For a phone call from far away
with a „Hi, how are you today?“
and a sign recovery comes to the broken ones.

A wage-slave forty-hour work week (weighs
a thousand kilograms, so bend your knees)
comes with a free fake smile for all your dumb demands,
the cordless razor that my father bought when I turned 17,
a puke-green sofa and the outline to a complicated dream of dignity.

For a laugh (too loud and too long),
for a place where awkward belongs
and a sign recovery comes to the broken ones.
To the broken ones.
To the broken ones.
For the broken ones.
„Our best offer.“

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