Asterix In A Fix / Room 43

LEMONIA / (F)LIP EDELTRAUD => TO HAVE AND HAVE NOT

FERMA
THURSDAY EVENING
16/1/2014

1 ASTERIX IN A FIX

(Chorus ad libidum)

Asterix,
In a fix!
Where art thou,
Great Obelix?
I'm surrounded by dicks.

No running water,
Just empty thoughts,
I am a plotter,
Of useless plots.

Dampness around,
Heating is off,
The only sound,
My dry cough.

In Avra Bay,
Winter is wet,
I came to pay,
Some heavy debt.

I came to write,
Of years past,
Again ignite,
Our Summer Blast.

It is not easy,
To love again,
My heart is busy,
Curing its pain.

It is not easy,
To live anew,
My brain is busy,
Digging this blue.

No running water,
Just empty thoughts,
My night gets hotter,
In tying knots.

2 ROOM 43

Room 43 is open but no lights,
There is some running water in that wing,
I'm photographing AVRA'S various sights,
It's all a mess, by spring again it'll swing.

I hope to be away by next spring,
My plan for chasing ghosts this time won't work,
I hope they will demolish the left wing,
Also the right wing, back and front block.

I hope they will demolish the whole place,
I hope the taxman comes to put a lock,
I hope they will erase your sweet face,
I hope you know, this is not a joke.

I need no more this place to inspire me,
To write Edeltraud's biter tale,
I hope, as a musician they will hire me,
Crazy locomotive, gone off its rail.

Room 43 is open, I don't care,
I had a look but photos I didn't take,
How could those German tourists dare,
To let you make of yourself a cake?

Irrelevant it seems the whole affair,
Now that AVRA'S walls are crumbling down,
To have, but to have not, it was unfair,
We were the laughing stock of the whole town.

Though people may forget I don't do so,
I still recall your falsehood, your fake voice,
And still I write why I let you go,
You have to live with it, it was your choice.

Asterix,
In a fix!
Where art thou,
Great Obelix?
To give a bash at those ghostly dicks.