2013-12, words & music by H. LANGE, CD: THOUGHTS ON AN ELECTRIC CHAIR (BM 1115)

EVERY MORNING WHEN I LEAVE MY BED
MY MIND IS CLOSED AND DARK
BEHIND THE DOORS THE SUN COMES UP
BUT I ONLY SEE IT AS A LITTLE SPARK
WHEN I TURN MY HEAD - I SEE NEXT TO MY BED
THIS SIGN OF DEAD - AND I GET AFRAID

NANANANA (…)
WHEN I TURN MY HEAD - I SEE NEXT TO MY BED
THIS SIGN OF DEAD - AND I GET AFRAID

BLACK COFFIN IN THE CORNER
IT IS STANDIN' NEXT TO ME
A BLACK SHADOW IN MY BEDROOM
BUT I DON'T HAVE THE KEY
BLACK COFFIN IN THE CORNER
I DON'T KNOW THE REASON WHY
BLACK COFFIN – I JUST NEED YOU WHEN I DIE

EVERY MORNING WHEN I LEAVE MY BED
MY MIND IS CLOSED AND DARK
BEHIND THE DOORS THE SUN COMES UP
BUT I ONLY SEE IT AS A LITTLE SPARK
WHEN I TURN MY HEAD - I SEE NEXT TO MY BED
THIS SIGN OF DEAD - AND I GET AFRAID

BLACK COFFIN IN THE CORNER (…)

THERE IS SOMEONE LIEIN'IN THIS WOODEN CASE
BUT I DON'T KNOW HIS NAME - DON'T YOU KNOW HIS NAME?
I FEEL LIKE BEIN' IN A TV-SHOW
BUT I THINK THIS IS NO GAME

BLACK COFFIN IN THE CORNER (…)
BLACK COFFIN IN THE CORNER
IT IS STANDIN' NEXT TO ME
A BLACK SHADOW IN MY BEDROOM
BUT I DON'T HAVE THE KEY
BLACK COFFIN IN THE CORNER
MY EYES ARE TEARFUL WET
BLACK COFFIN – NOW I NEED CAUSE I'M DEAD