DESCRIPTION:
from the album Conny Waves With A Shell (Brinkman Records, 1989, Netherlands)

lyrics:

Dear minister of photography, would you please explain
How come she'll find oranges in your apple tree down memorylane
She looks so well familiar in her apron and her hat, like no one ever sung
This quotation is such to interpret...
Yes, you're the only one

She said
Ten grains, ten grains is enough for you
when sirens getting hold of you

Now I come to think of, what she really meant
Anyway don't get so wet about this lookalike lament
And I surely wanna take her, of course I wanna take her..
Where she's never been
Where pressure people shrink, or just afraid to go to, somewhere in between

But she said
Ten grains... is enough for you
when sirens getting hold of you
Apprehension, I had to dig it ten foot underground
Final... yeah, final... I still love you somehow

Well the ancient ape call, sense of gloom, showing on my screen
Stop this nonsense, stop this nonsense, don't get fooled by the pityqueen
Blister on my soul, well that sounds nice, pathetic poem to my girl
I see you still haven't grown up, boy, see you dazzling in this women's world

And she said... she said...
That's enough for you
When sirens get a hold of you
Apprehension... I had to dig it ten feet underground
And final...
I still love you anyhow