VAN’S WORLD
(Van Mess)
Crowdy gigs and punkrock shows, these are the places where you can meet me/I’ll be glad to see you there, it was just yesterday I dyed my hair/Don’t tell me what to do, I live my life the way that I want to! With the band or just my guitar be sure you’ll never see me play the star/Nothing’s giving you the right just ‘cos you’re on a fuckin’ stage tonight/What you see is how it is, nothing more, nothing less than this/This is a VAN’s world! Miles away just to play, this is the life I really like to lead/Or the local bar in town drinking some beers with the girls and boys/Joking, making some noise, I am the man that one day made the choice! Lovers come and lovers go, be sure tonight you’ll see me at the show/Let’s be strong and look ahead, maybe it’s true being friends is not that bad/Sometimes feelings can change, it is nobody’s fault and this is my way! This is a VAN’s world! Crowdy gigs and punkrock shows, these are the places where I like to go/”Caffeina” with the K.C.R. mates or at the “Diamond” with the Retard Babes/In Cesena with the Mess/Or on Sundays to see the Yellowreds/This is a VAN’s world!
THESE ARE OUR GLORY DAYS
(Van Mess)
Hear and see young kids talk about the past/How they had such fun but it didn’t last/Talking ‘bout the time and how it runs fast(x2)/And I ask myself how it can be so/Blossom flowers with a whole life to go/Talking like they were all 80 years old(x2) C: These are our glory days/The best is yet to come/These are our glory days/This day will be the one/These are our glory days… Hear them say “Three years ago we were cool… Every night was crazy, we followed no rules/Now there’s nothing to do after you’re out of school…”(x2) Ask them “How old are you?” They go “Seventeen…”/I know age doesn’t count, I wrote a song on it/But this lack of enthusiasm saddens me(x2) Ch. I know sometimes troubles put you on your knees/Didn’t mean to say it ain’t hard to live/Sometimes life can really turn into a bitch(x2)/But I get depressed when I see those teens/Who could shake the earth with just one eye blink/Living as they’re paying a generation’s sin(x2) Ch.
WE ARE K.C.R.
(Negative/Van Mess)
It started some years ago/By some people with nowhere to go/And there was that good old song/That made their heart beat a lot/So Father Penguin woke one day and said “I’ve good a good idea in my head”/He looked ahead and proudly said… C: “We are K.C.R.! (x2) Father and the guys needed a place/And they found it soon one day/Mondial Bar was it’s name/It was the place where they used to stay/Soon beer and wine began to flow/We played gigs in a 2-meters hall/Something I’ll never forget at all… Ch.
THE AVATAR STRIKES BACK
(Van Mess)
Walking in the street just yourself and you/It’s your free day, you’ve got nothing to do/And you see him coming at you/And now what are you gonna do? He’s an avatar, you know what I mean/A seduction bomb, a real sex machine/Avoid his eyes if you wanna be free
Or you’ll be who he wants you to be C: With his pheromones he makes you do what he wants/ With his glance he hypnotises you ‘til you drop/ With his pheromones he makes every girlie hot/ ‘Til the avatar strikes back you can’t sleep at all… He was sitting in a street on the stairs/When two ladies crossed the road, they were fair/And them two both stood and stared/They got blocked in the middle of the square/“Friend, I’ve never seen nobody so cute/For a boy like that I think that I could/Act like a prostitute/And do everything he asks me to do”…Ch. Break. Seen with these eyes… (x4) Once again at 3 o’clock in the morning/He got hungry and he stopped to eat something/But the woman at the bar she said: “Warning!/It’s too late, the kitchen’s closed, I am sorry”…So he looked at her and said: “You old lady, get out in three minutes with my food ready!”/And she begged for mercy then she was fading/Then reappeared with his meal on a platey… Ch. (x2)
NO FLAGS RECORDS
(Van Mess)
If you need a Cd/Or a VHS/A Dvd or a vinyl/Or to know the last news from Mess Mess Mess/Don’t you miss to all the people/Who can get the stuff for you/Silvia and Jack are waiting for your e-mail/Write ‘em now, why don’t you?? C: No Flags! (x4) Stupid people asks: “Why ‘No Flags’? Isn’t punk a flag itself?”/But somebody deserves no answer/But a spit in the face instead/A child even would get it’s about nations/And political parties too/Of course not about the people/Or kids like me and you Ch. Break. Make clear that no one pays me for this/It’ something straight out of my heart/’Cos when I see there’s pride and passion/I give my unconditioned support/To… Ch. So if you need… Ch. Break. Coda. [email protected] (No Flags Records….)
HARD HITTER
(Van Mess)
Well she’s tuff n’ rough, she likes living fast/She doesn’t care about being what society asks/She’s that kind of woman you can’t tell what to do/Well call her as you like, she won’t care of you/Well she’s strong and free and full of energy/She always manages to be where she wants to be/She always can do what she likes to do/If she’ll be sweet or violent it depends on you C: Well she’s a hard hitter, no, clichés don’t fit her/Hard hitter, no, you can’t submit her, she’s a hard Hitter, don’t try to mistreat her/Hard Hitter… She’s tough! She wants what she wants when she wants and feels/When she’s out the time’s set by her needle heels/She’s the one you can’t tell how to think and live/‘Cos she decides by herself what she’s got to give/She hears frustrated guys giving her many names/When you can’t reach something you give it the blame/But she knows it so well and she wears a smile/She hits hard and she’s tough but she’s sweet inside… Ch.
MADNESS
(Silviamess/Van Mess)
Madness is a wind/That passes us by/Someone goes and gets it/Someone couldn’t see it with his eyes/But if you take a good look/You’ll see it on your way/You can grab it and get it/’Cos it’s for you that it waits C: You have to do nothing/But stopping refusing it/You don’t know if it will kill you or save you/What is for sure is it will set you free (x2) Madness’ charm is not/In its mysteriousness or umpredictability/It’s in the intuition/That can save us from the death of soul and mind/Madness is salvation/Opposed to this world of living dead/That nothing know and nothing want/Madness is much better, much better than death! Coda.The world is full of dead/With all their rotten flesh/And they obstruct the path/Climb over them, walk over them/But take care not to fall into their putrid mire…
DEPRESSION PLAN
(Van Mess)
Step into a record store/And look at the Cd’s exposed/Then listen to the song that’s on/Look at all those gloomy covers/Stories of tormented lovers/Negative images galore/Poverty, depression, sadness, violence, recession/Living is not easy in itself/But it really seems somebody guessed/It’s easier to lead the depressed/Starting from the stuff on a shelf C: But youth won’t end on this depression plan/No, youth won’t end on this depression plan… Look at all those trendy singers/Cigarette between their fingers/Looking as they’re next to death/Singing songs on their depression/Painting love as an obsession/Think they’re gonna steal your breath/I’ve always thought if you’ve got problems/You don’t need to add some others/Trying not to use a gun/So I’m sure they have no thoughts/They’re healthy, handsome, rich and bored/So why don’t they let us have fun? Ch.
GARRULITY
(Van Mess)
Talk, talk, talk, all you do is talk/Often ‘bout things you don’t even know/Nobody can stand you but you don’t see/That into that number there’s also me/C: Can’t stand your garrulity anymore You don’t care ‘bout the things we say/You go on talking in your very own way/You don’t mind at all ‘bout the things we do/And everyone of us had enough of you Ch. Shut! Shut your mouth! You talk too loud!!! Talk, talk, talk… Ch.
’77 SONG
(Negative/Van Mess)
It’s not about being nostalgic/But that year had to be something mystique/Yes I know, I risk to idealise it/But who lived it didn’t forget it/Oh yeah… Hear some people call it stupid trash/I would like to see the two sevens clash/And a new band formed everyday/Throughout Europe, U.K. and U.S.A./Oh yeah… 999, The Clash, Vibrators, Menace, Adverts, The Kids, Kollaa Kestaa, Ramones… Oh yeah…
5 YEARS
(Van Mess)
Back in 2000/When the ex guitarist left the band/Drums and bass, nothing more nothing less/For many others would have meant the end/But I remembered once I had a friend (Matty: “And here I am!”)… C: 5 years! (x4) This also goes to Silvia/’Cos she has always been so fair/She never said “the band or me”/And believe me, this is so fucking rare/5 years going strong, no matter where! Ch. Now a new chapter started/New rager Jack The Mess has joined the court/Maybe sometimes you could think/We have forgotten what you used to do/We’ll never forget those years with you! (Matty: “And I won’t too!”) Ch.
IF YOU GET IT
(Van Mess)
We used to listen to my songs recorded/You’ve heard of all of them before they got out/You read the lyrics before this was published/We talked about a title I had written/You seemed to like it then you asked me something/I still remember it though you were joking/Asked me: “Is this song for me?”/With a smile upon your lips/I said: “No dear, but I will write one soon!” C: This song’s for you, if you get it/This song’s for you/Could you bet it?/This song’s for you, if you get it/And I know (I’m sure) you will… Hope you’ll like this, hope it’ll make you smile/I’m not some kind of jukebox, get it right/There’s always what I feel in what I write/I hope this one can please you when you’re sad/It’s not a streetpunk song, hope it ain’t bad/It came out sweet, what can I do about that?/You see I’ve done it for real/I’m crazy, you know it dear/Always doing (singing) what I feel… Ch. E-L-Y-N-A!
WE BELIEVE IN THAT BELT
(Koco/Van Mess)
From the 80’s til 2000/From Andre to the King of Kings/The passion still survives/’Cos you’re still on that magic ring/From the days of the big feuds/And the rowdy Scottish dude/From the great King Harley Race/To the fight Bret vs. HBK (and what about the Nature Boy?? Whooooo!) C: And we’re still here/Hoping in that belt/Raised to the sky and kissed by all those great big men/Contended by Bruno and the mighty Macho King/Carried by Jake The Snake and the 3.16… From the Fabulous Moolah/To the blonde and gorgeous Trish/We remember with respect the great Von Erich family/Unforgettable Hart Foundation/We miss you so sincerely/For those little great emotions/That will always live… (Hulkamania lives!!!) Ch.