Saturday, March 25, 2006

What are you doing on the lord's day?

me? well, after hitting the house of god, i got some big ass plans thanks to VH1...that's right one solid, unadulturated hour of NENA and non-stop lip-synching until the blood pours from my ears and i work myself into a rapturous appears we all will be treated to a solid hour of 99 Red Balloons/99 luftballons...
yup, i had the 45 and yeah, i lip-synched the english and the german version...even pretended i was Gabriela Kerner (ha, bet you didn't know her name) for a right on, i cannot think of a better way to wrap up a splendid weekend...seriously, i do not think life gets any better for me, really, i am not kidding, this is the pinnacle with how things have been going lately (ahh, don't you feel bad for me, now gimme some candy) we can all sing along and hopefully create some harmonic resonance which knocks the world off its axis (or at least bush out of office)...please find both the german and english lyrics for your singing pleasure...

99 Luftballons- (Original Version in German)

Hast du etwas Zeit für mich
Dann singe ich ein Lied für dich
Von 99 Luftballons
Auf ihrem Weg zum Horizont
Denkst du vielleicht g'rad an mich
Singe ich ein Lied für dich
Von 99 Luftballons
Und das sowas von sowas kommt

99 Luftballons
Auf ihrem Weg zum Horizont
Hielt man für Ufos aus dem All
Darum schickte ein General
'Ne Fliegerstaffel hinterher
Alarm zu geben wenn's so wär
Dabei war'n dort am Horizont
Nur 99 Luftballons

99 Düsenflieger
Jeder war ein grosser Krieger
Hielten sich für Captain Kirk
Das gab ein grosses Feuerwerk
Die Nachbarn haben nichts gerafft
Und fühlten sich gleich angemacht
Dabei schoss man am Horizont
Auf 99 Luftballons

99 Kriegsminister
Streichholz und Benzinkanister
Hielten sich für schlaue Leute
Witterten schon fette Beute
Riefen: Krieg und wollten Macht
Man wer hätte das gedacht
Das es einmal so weit kommt
Wegen 99 Luftballons

Wegen 99 Luftballons

99 Luftballons

99 Jahre Krieg
Liessen keinen Platz für Sieger
Kriegsminister gibt's nicht mehr
Und auch keine Düsenflieger
Heute zieh ich meine Runden
Seh' die Welt in Trümmern liegen
Hab' 'nen Luftballon gefunden
Denk' an dich und lass' ihn fliegen

99 Red Balloons

You and I in a little toy shop
Buy a bag of balloons with the money we've got
Set them free at the break of dawn
'till one by one they were gone
Back at base, sparks in the software
Flash the message "something's out there"
Floating in the summer sky
Ninety nine red balloons go by

Ninety nine red balloons
Floating in the summer sky
Panic bells, it's red alert
There's something here from somewhere else
The war machine springs to life
Opens up one eager eye
And focusing it on the sky
The ninety nine red balloons go by

Ninety nine decisions treat
Ninety nine ministers meet
To worry, worry, super scurry
Call the troops out in a hurry
This is what we've waited for
This is it boys, this is war
The President is on the line
As Ninety nine red balloons go by

Ninety nine knights of the air
Ride super high-tech jet fighters
Everyone's a super hero
Everyone's a Captain Kirk
With orders to identify
To clarify and classify
Scramble in the summer sky
Ninety nine red balloons go by

As ninety nine red balloons go by

Ninety nine dreams I have had
In every one a red balloon
It's all over and I'm standing pretty
In this dust that was a city
If i could find a souvenir
Just to prove the world was here
And here is a red balloon
I think of you and let it go


Blogger jds said...

I share in your 99 Luftballoons love. I once played in a band that covered this song (tried to do the German version, of course). It was fantastic.

If only I got VH1 at my house. May be a strange request for the neighbor. We aren't that close.

8:06 AM  
Blogger mindlessgirl said...

well jds, you could always just have your very own tribute, celebration it and post it on your site...however, you must do your performance in peg-legged black jeans or better yet, leggings...i'd link to it and then play it over and over and over again and sing and dance myself into a would be your little something your would be giving back to the non-cable/non -tv watching, NENA devotees...

9:03 AM  
Blogger LeLo in NoPo said...

thank you for planting that song in my brain, probably for the rest of the day.

if only i still had my stirrup pants. i'd wear them with my saddle shoes.

12:48 PM  
Blogger mindlessgirl said...

flats, lelo, flats...stirrups work much better with flats i have found...and out of curiosity, which version is playing for you ze deutsch or english?

1:31 PM  
Blogger brett said...

i loved that song and actually would translate for my friends the german version because i was in german class.

woo hoo

8:21 PM  
Blogger mindlessgirl said...

you my friend, we're tres suave!

8:26 PM  
Blogger happy little atom said...

the german version! Oh, yes! I am a day late, but nevertheless... just had a happy little sing-a-long in my office. Sundays are school daze and I don't have a TV, so I missed the special but am feeling very special now as I twist... and twirl...

4:28 PM  
Blogger mindlessgirl said...

and kick your little feet out as you think about the world around you destructing...
hey what do you mean about a trade...asks mikey...

6:37 PM  
Blogger happy little atom said...

hmm... me no know what him means! I was thinking movie idears or word things in trade for a masthead for me blog or sumpin... trading is fun! especially swapping lunches. I, unfortunately, have banana and almond butter on spelt with honey. What you got?

10:12 PM  
Blogger mindlessgirl said...


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