Wormholes

by Bateau Ivre

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released January 21, 2017

written, performed and produced by Bateau Ivre
(Paul Kuchenbuch/Nick Whitaker/Tobias Niederreiner)

except "The Rabbit" written by Paul Kuchenbuch/Nick Whitaker/Tobias Niederreiner/David Kuchenbuch

and "Alkebu-Lan" written by Paul Kuchenbuch/Nick Whitaker/Tobias Niederreiner/Daniel Ibrahim

Ludolf Kuchenbuch - soprano saxophone on "Le Sigisbée"

recorded, mixed and mastered by Paul H Kuchenbuch at Halcyon Studio Berlin August-December 2016

© Bateau Ivre 2017

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NEW ALBUM "WORMHOLES" out JANUARY 21st, 2017!

Step onboard the drunken boat…
and embark on a journey to the highest joys and deepest sorrows, beautiful, mesmerizing, disturbing and terrifying all at once!

BATEAU IVRE's Post-apocalyptic Indie Folk Pop sound is created and expressed by Paul, Nick & Tobi.
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Track Name: Sirens
where the sirens call I wear away

where the gales blow cold my features fade
by the wrath of god I fell from grace

now please let me rest beneath the waves



where the seaweed grows I like to laze
where the petrel soars I mourn my fate

for I have so many hours to waste

and it’s all because I lost my faith



so eager to explore

the ocean’s magnificent roar

I couldn’t ignore



all the sea monsters they come up to breathe
and hum an ode to the god of the sea

who took me to keep me in eternity

on my odyssey



when the tide flowed soft I set my sail
when the water stalled I saw I’d fail

for the luck I had was thin and frail

now I lament with the humpback whales



storm struck my sail it tore

my skiff burst at the core

1000 leagues from the shore



too proud to pronounce a prayer to appease
the mover of the earth and fruitless sea

I take my place among creatures of the deep
on my odyssey


all the sea monsters they come up to breathe
and hum an ode to the god of the sea

and I beg him on my knees to set me free
from my odyssey

sirens sirens call for me on my odyssey my odyssey
sirens sirens call for me on my odyssey my odyssey
Poseidon Poseidon please set me free from my odyssey my odyssey!
Track Name: Le Sigisbée
au crépuscule j'entends ta voix

et mon coeur brule mais ta peau est froide

dans une nuit de pleine lune je dessine ton ombre pure
quand tu danses avec des plumes dans ta chevelure

je ne suis que le sigisbée

de la pâle reine de la forêt



tu me demandes quand et pourquoi

je te réponds au filet de voix

dans tes bras je ne crains rien non! même pas la mort

de nos tendres liens on t'accuse à tort

moi je suis émoustillé

par la pâle reine de la forêt



son d'un sourire me rends fou de toi

toi un vampire mon sang tu bois

et je respire à peine un simple mortel

et si je t'amène dans le monde réel?


je ne suis que ton sigisbée

et tu me rends émoustillé

ma pâle reine de la forêt.
Track Name: Wormholes
beam me to outer space - I’m aneamic eucharistic

a wormhole to my escape - so unfaithful and vulnerable

from fresh clay I was not made - head on a stick a heretic


once freed from His embrace - I’m on a roll a cannibal

sinful up from my waist - thy Holy Lord be merciful

those monsters that I set free - help me please they're haunting me

first they'll baptise me then stoically

I will deny them the things they need

great red-headed lizard on the wall

brings news from the place where the devil was born devil was born
enter wormhole 



then I spoke the true name of the Beast

to summon Him up from the deepest seas

once placed on my chest He never leaves

howling and drooling all over me over me
enter wormhole



so the story goes
gather friends and foes
before the wormholes close

enter wormhole enter wormhole enter wormhole enter wormhole.
Track Name: Death of the Last Honeybee
I declare it’s all over now

missed my chance to make it out alive somehow
you need room? dry up the mangroves

tales of hawks and doves



spoiled kids grow up drenched in luxury
underage slaves dig for diamonds in the heat
tons of frozen fish sticks and hormone meat

soil slips under my feet


so I proclaim the death of the last honeybee
(it's all over now it's all over now)

she drew her terminal breath so untimely
(it's all over now the last honeybee)



I announce it will be over soon

stench of elephant flesh decaying without tomb
screaming to the poor and to the tycoon

that I can smell the doom


battery acid stains mould growing on beehives
Mexico littered with poisoned butterflies
thought I told you but never mind

now get this out of my sight


so I proclaim the death of the last honeybee
(it's all over now it's all over now
)
she drew her terminal breath so untimely
(it's all over now the last honeybee)

let us all mourn the death of the last chickadee
(it's all over now it's all over now)
someday its loss will haunt our memory
(it's all over now haunted memory)



down from the trees we climbed
 treading on blackbird’s toes

talking the world-worn rhyme where honeysuckle grows

why are the lucky blind?
 so they must stay morose

forever to lag behind 
until the world explodes

so I proclaim the death of the last honeybee

she drew her terminal breath so untimely

let us all mourn the death of the last honeybee
(it's all over now it's all over now)
she drew her terminal breath so untimely
(it's all over now the last honeybee)

join in to mourn the death of the last chickadee
(it's all over now it's all over now)
one day its loss will haunt our memory
(it's all over now haunted memory).
Track Name: Turaco Song
while I'm stepping over rotten logs sweating while I walk in the morning fog after a night of thunder and rain

while I get stuck knee-deep in the mud after being visited by river hogs trying hard not to go insane
while I recover from wasp sting shocks trying to dry my encrusted socks and the constant buzzing of the bees confounds my brain


my thoughts they run to you



does your alarm wake you up for a hot shower and coffee cup
while you're still rubbing the sleep away?

do you check your mailbox when somebody knocks and talks
while you pick your clothes for the day?

do you drive to the grocery shop singing along to French 80s pop
that the car radio plays?


I still haven't heard from you

and I wonder what you do



the world outside becomes a myth
with no news no voice no smiles no breath

does life really go on without me?

while I become a mindless wreck
that sweet fragrance rises from your neck
as your feet carry you through the streets

while I walk home with elephants around and I'm making a lot of sound to scare them away

while I swallow my malaria pill tired from climbing all these hills
and my feet itch from being bitten a billion times a day

while the clouds close over a sand so still my beard grows
into an unattractive frill and the fallen flowers on the path decay

my thoughts they run to you

are you enjoying a Sunday spent watering the garden plants
and getting a little bit tanned in the early summer afternoon light?

are you chatting while you stand by the Joan of Arc monument
making plans to go out with friends to your favourite bar tonight?
are you joking with a glass of wine in your hand to the sound of the band before making your way home happy and tired?


wherever it is that you go

in my mind I'm there with you

the world outside becomes a myth
with no news no voice no smiles no breath
does life really go on without me?

the world outside is not a myth
there’s your touch your voice your smiles your breath
and with you is where I want to be.
Track Name: Hypnophobia
why is it only when I sleep that I’m forced to roam?
why is it only in my dreams that I’m set in stone?
punctuate the darkness with my stifled cries
tell me the true meaning of the words „good night“

foreign sights get swept out from my mind in the morning light

why is it only in my sleep that I hoarsely groan?

is it wrong am I deceived when I'm soft and warm?
thunderstorms and lightnings from a cloudy sky

why is it always when I wake that I must wonder why?



somber sights get wiped out from my mind in the morning light
sunlit time cold water cleans my eyes resolves all fright dissolves the night



tell me what happens to me?

tell me what happens to me?

when I sleep?

when I sleep?
Track Name: Rain Dance
slowly I awake from a dream

filled all with wondrous sights

no words for what I have seen
canyons spouters and northern lights


hidden in twigs and leaves

I sit and philosophise

lost in a reverie

but there’ll come a time for me to rise



and I’ll dare a dance in the rain

when it is time to celebrate



someone new calls for me

I feel the time is ripe

this time I'll be ready

I’ll walk in with my head held high


and I’ll dare a dance in the rain

when it is time to celebrate



these tiny hands and feet

twitch with wonder at life

oblique realities

to be kissed and cradled in delight



join me for a dance in the rain

when it is time to celebrate

and now we dance in the rain

for it is time to celebrate



drop all my firearms

let go of all my charms

I’ll ward off all harm

no more false alarms.
Track Name: Alkebu-Lan
I may be mistaken but I won’t dodge
bending then breaking right on the spot
hail all along on second try

speak of remorse then cast an eye

heads off on the chessboard surface runoff
civilians and gunmen forget me not

denials and lies be shot on sight

on second and third thoughts no rules apply

like fumes so elusive one step behind

the hands of a goldsmith and eagle’s eyes
lepers and drones and deaths postponed
illusions are preached walking on hot stones


raw tubers and cash-crops creepers and vines
since they kept my passport I am sublime
the sceptic of life beliefs so strong
rebellious young leaders don’t get along



light places and widows farmer’s demise

for lack of an answer landfills alight

lines and wrinkles all carved in rust

a stern face a question and I will blush



bauxite in a matchbox a planned decline

a wallflower blossoms uncircumcised

an eye for an eye pirogues on foam
rebellious young leaders will not come home.