Sophie Reinhold bei Schiefe Zähne, Berlin

Ausstellungstext:

Dear Sophie (U ain’t You)

Can’t explain on how much higher level of respect you are for me
On a whole other level
You – always – will – be

Us now finally cashin’ in – big time But them, they do not know
this special kind of currency
Can – you – not – see?

Bang a hole in the wall
throw some paintings through
This is how we do
that’s the shortcut to success –uhh

We’re tingling dingeling dangling
and answering questions unasked
We’re tingling dingeling dangling
stupid questions will be stuffed up their ass

Our love is how we played ’em dizzy System is sooo confused –
It really thinks it’s named ‚Sissy‘ That’s how badly it got seduced

So – u really ask for permission We don’t have fuckin ́ permission But can u not see by now
The rules we don’t even know

We’re answering questions unasked
Sell them stuff they don’t know they wanted They never ask the price
They simply know they’ve got it

We’re tingling dingeling dangling
and answering questions unasked
We’re tingling dingeling dangling
stupid questions will be stuffed up their ass

Ain’t a whole lotta trans – par – en – cy Plenty o’room for some guessing
What are that games rules again? Shitty salad with fancy dressing

Don’t try to tell me what’s the rules
U so confused about what are the rules So until you hear from my lawyer
Ur mysticism ain’t my paranoia

Quite empty your gestures – (at best)
All habits performed rather whack
Ohhh, a memory comes back:
Look like Uniqlo Shirts, thrown back on the stack

May integrity shart it’s panties
Bbs, never ask for permission to speak Let haters hate for what ever reason Your humor is dirty n deep

We’re tingling dingeling dangling
and answering questions unasked
We’re tingling dingeling dangling
stupid questions will be stuffed up their ass

And tomorrow in the early morning We’ll watch our baby shoot some hoops while u others pissdrunk n sleeping
on the Ringbahn doin’ loops

Feelings you don’t make your prisoners Stick to your dreams and ideas
keep shouting at cars in traffic
you got laughs babes, you got the keys

Like Mel Gibson (the wanker!) in Braveheart The prisoner wishes to say a word: ‚FREEEdddooooooooommmmm!‘
A word y’all might’ve heard

`nuff said

We’re tingling dingeling dangling
and answering questions unasked
We’re tingling dingeling dangling
stupid questions will be stuffed up their ass