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The Gambler The Gambler, 1985

Wolfgang Egli: Gesang, Piano, Tasten, Gitarre
Daniel Weniger: Gesang, Bass
Alexander Egli: Schlagzeug
Carlo Schöb: Saxophon
Theodor Jost: Trompete
Charly Baur: Klarinette
Hansruedi Hofer: Cello

01 When I was six years old
02 But I bet you don't know
03 Chicken-Dance
04 Your Profession
05 Happy Loman
06 The Gambler
07 Why should I try
08 Keep quiet now
09 Impromptu


When I was six years old
When I was six years old
my life was new and well controlled
I used to look up to the men
who talked so much
they seemed to be so wise

Oh could I be like them
yes sure one day - but tell me when!

The years passed i already had
so many things crammed into my head
I did what they demanded
but I didn't fell wise at all
although in school in felt so small
what could it be?

Oh could I be like them
yes sure one day - but tell me when!

Yet it happend somehow
that I am grown-up now
but i look down sadly to the boys
who are at play
they seemed to be so wise

Oh could I be like them
yes sure one day - but tell me when!

From afar everything is so big
from near it's just a little bit of it
this is not a law of optics
this is a law of life
it shouldn't drive me crazy
it shouldn't drive me mad
but what's the story after all?

I'm still six years old
my life is well controlled
Oh maybe I talk a little bit
more than before....thats all!

But I bet you don't know
You know a lot about banking and stock exchange
this is what you can you're a money fan
your buisness affairs are well arranged
i's a clunning plan you're such a clever man
but I bet you don't know the field of corn
where your bread comes from

You know a lot about cars and you've got the best
you speed every day along the motorway
you're a man of fashion you're smartly dressed
in a modern style with a winnig smile
bit I bet you don't know the tree
that gives you the air you need

You know a lot about rights and democracy
you know the rate of growth of the gnp
you manage to deliver such a proper speech
there's not a thing you couldn't reach
but I bet you don't know the name of the birds
which is going to die out

Chicken-Dance
This is the chicken-dance
there's really no romance
the red disco-light
makes their mood alright
they don't know that the sky is blue

They are many there
the idea of the manager
they can hardly turn around
make such an unpleasent sound
they don't know that the sky is blue

Your Profession
You tell us how fine life could be
"eject me and you will see"
you make promises full of hope
because it's your profession
and the competition is hard
it's your profession
and the rivals don't sleep
it's your profession
but isn't it a little lie?

The people love you
you say you love the peolpe too
but tell us: is it true?
of course: it's your profession
and the competition is hard
it's your profession
and the rivals don't sleep
it's your profession
bur isn't it a plain old lie?
but your rivals are lying too
so what else could you do

Power is good
power is bad
but you don't care
because it's your profession
and the competition is hard
it's your profession
and the rivals don't sleep
it's your profession

Keep quiet now
The sun is sinking and saying goodbye
the moon is rising in the darkened sky

Please don't stay up watching tv
you have to get up at six-thirty

Now try to froget yout sorrows
put them aside until tomorrow

You say tomorrow nothing is likely to change
keep quiet now and close your eyes