Headcleaner - Einstürzende Neubauten
Silence! General mobilization All subjects to be deconditioned! Headcleaner! Fall into line! Attention! unpredictable, forward march! New wonders, new horrors Tornado for the obligations to convention For the convolutions In the skull, cyclone As headcleaner! Wire brushes to the vermin trash! Clotted thoughs, frozen now melt With headcleaner! Behind us the universe With us inhumanity Against universal humanity Any means is right And proper only the right to the mean average On parade the psychiatric unit Over-the-top ascetics up front Pumped up With headcleaner! Next in line the wild rank and file Just one thing in their heads: Headcleaner! One half of my dreams is shaved bald Violence Waiting The first battering on the door Or The first one from official quarters With questions A matchstick caught in my throat No phrase Through my throat Which would not Start a blaze Don’t wait Get a close shave escape Those were the dreams. A song, one, two, three: ’cos nothing has been done that can be done And nothing has been sung that can be sung And nothing has been said so go get out and play the game It’s easy Nothing has been named that can’t be named And no one has been saved that should have been saved And nothing you can do but forget(? ) yourself this time It’s easy ’cos nothing has been known that can’t be known And nothing has been seen that ain’t been shown Nowhere you can be and that isn’t where you’re meant to be It’s easy ’all you need is headcleaner!’ The right to attacks of controlled frenzy - A scout patrol with cosmic iniquity Takes it into captivity. Discipline is soaked In headcleaner! Last wind machine before the battle! This is where the storm unit sweeps out With hurricane Deep pore cleansing - never se
Artist: Einstürzende Neubauten
Title: Headcleaner