Osterquiz

Ein kleines Quiz zwischen Frühstücksei und Hasenbraten.

Frage: Was ist das?

• Who let these animals into my kingdom?/ A blind doe learns to work the rig/ A once thin man turns into a pig:/ The empty groves wherein my soul pukes the night away.

• These few presidents/ Drowning in my pocket/ Can persuade no God/ To let me let you off/ Even though I haven’t seen you in years/ Yours is a funeral I’d fly to from anywhere.

• I am drowning/ There is no sign of land/ You are coming down with me/ Hand in unlovable hand/ And I hope you die/ I hope we both die.

• I see a mansard roof through the trees/ I see a salty message written in the eaves.

• Did you ever think this was the greatest country in the world? / With freedom and democracy and SUV’s called ‘Liberty’ for every boy and girl?

• Birds will die / Up in the sky / The sky that is not blue / Everything is as it was / I never loved you.

• Strange things keep happening / There’s a monster inside me / It’s been growing, look closer, you can see.

• There is a place/ On the Planet/ Where I can lean/ where I can rest/ It’s in your Arms/ On your chest/ I’m out of balance/ In this state of grace.

• Now I see the love light/ Shining, shining in your beautiful eyes/ And I bless the morning sun/ You’re here with me/ I know today was meant to be.

• Everyone’s right and no-one is sorry/ That’s the start and the end of the story.

• See them on the big bright street/ Tanned and blonde and seventeen/ I hate californian girls.

• There’s a harp in that piano/ And there’s a girl inside that boy/ And my daddy’s crowbars/ Are his pride and joy.

• I’m living in an age/ That screams my name at night/ But when I get to the doorway/ There’s no one in sight.

• No more that all-time thrill / For you’ve been through the mill / And never a new love / Will be the same.

• Right now I can barely tell if I’m sleeping or awake / In a little while it’ll be the morning / You won’t remember being lost / In the after hours.

• But I prefer to call it karma/ Cos usually I’m the one that’s breaking her heart/ And left with so much drama/ Now it’s me that’s falling apart/ And girl it’s killing me/ Find it so hard to breathe.

• This is my first wedding and I hope it is my last/ Things would be fantastic if me and my bride didn’t have a past.

• Some people come here to die/ We came here to live/ There’s a hope in our heart/ There’s a future in our souls.

• Asylums with doors open wide/ Where people had paid to see inside/ For entertainment they watch his body twist/ Behind his eyes he says ‘I still exist’/ This is the way, step inside.

• Anything to make you smile/ You are the ever-living ghost of what once was/ I never want to hear you say that you’d be better off/ Or you liked it that way/ But no one is ever gonna love you more than I do.

• Now it’s hello Motorola/ And goodbye rock and roller/ Cos there’s bourbon in the cola, Superstar.

• I picked up a seashell to illustrate my homelessness/ But a crab crawled out of it making it useless/ And all my metaphors fell flat/ Down on the rocks where we sat.

• Save us all, send your children to eco school/ Eco school/ Where we could learn to love the animals/ And we could learn to smell the chlorophyll.

• Love was a promise made of smoke in a frozen copse of trees/ A bone cold and older than our bodies slowly floating in the sea/ Every morning there were planes/ The shiny blades of pagan angels in our father’s sky.

• Sorry Mr. Swift, but there’s no radio/ That likes to play the songs of your loveless sorrow/ Just sing us a single and we’ll float you some bread/ And all it will cost you is your heart and your head.

• Darling, no more empty words, they’re just hurtful and deceiving.

• But in the hour of my demise / I’ll recall your empty eyes / You know I died the day you set me free / What good is livin’ for when there’s no knock on the door.

• We’re catching bullets in our teeth And though it’s easy if you know how it’s done/ They split the secret up six ways/ Before they gave it to us just before dawn.

Antwort:

• A) Ein Auszug aus dem Zitatelexikon für junge Pop-Praktikanten.

• B) Eine Sammlung der schönsten Deppenleerzeichen junger Pop-Praktikanten.

• C) Ein Querschnitt aus Pressetexten diverser Plattenfirmen, die von jungen Pop-Praktikanten zu CD-Kritiken umformuliert und bedeutungshubernd mit Songzitaten angedickt wurden, um zum Abgabetermin die Mindestzeilenzahl der Rezension nicht zu unterschreiten.

Damit das Quiz am geruhsamen Ostertag nicht in Stress ausartet, bieten wir eine Hilfestellung:

Genießen Sie Ihr buntbemaltes Ei der Güteklasse A (= “frisch”) für sich allein und hauen Sie die Eier der Klassen B (= “2.Qualität, haltbar gemacht”) und C (= “aussortiert, für die Nahrungsmittelindustrie bestimmt”) in die Pfanne.

Messitsch by Burns wünscht Frohe Ostern!