No Master

By Herman Düne

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He switched to Bavarian when he spoke to her

A good sign that they really knew each other

But the weather and the music were bad

So we sticked to the table we had

We all wore reading spectacles

But didn't get too political

One of us was back from Israel

I had spent a night in a jail

Our forces: we make choices to live longer and faster

The house dog barks, the gun dogs pass

We have no master, we have no master

Sock it to me...

(No master!)

The election took place on a Brooklyn roof

I said nothing and sat aloof

But you are at war with angels

So you look at the earth from angles

And when I don't approve

I'm only thinking of a better move

And when I take you for a ride

You know I'm on your side

(No master!)

Our forces: we make choices to live longer and faster

The house dog barks, the gun dogs pass

We have no master, we have no master

It's you!

You were mocked in the east-end

Bullied by your girlfriend

But you rose from your ashes and you play

The game of getting wasted and lay

I was your witness

Your link to the holy press

The story of your strife

Is in my book of life

I'm writing it down cause I know it's good

I'd write a lot more if I could

Think, hold the pen

And still be a man among men

(No master!)

On one or two of your audio tapes

Between the screams of your roommates

I must have dropped a line

That I'd like to hear again sometime, like

Our forces: we make choices to live longer and faster

The house dog barks, the gun dogs pass

We have no master, we have no master

We have no master