Nina Hagen - Run On

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You may run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Let me tell you God almighty gonna cut you down

Go tell that long tongued liar, oh well well
Go tell that midnight rider, oh well well
Tell the gambler, rambler, back-biter
Tell them God almighty gonna cut them down

Thanks, God almighty let me tell you the news
My head's been wet with the midnight dews
Coming down on my bended knees
Talking to the man from Galilee

Well my God spoke and He spoke so sweet
I thought I heard the shuffle of angel's feet
He put one hand upon my head
Great God almighty let me tell you what He said

Go tell that long tongued liar, oh well well
Go tell that midnight rider, oh well well
Tell the gambler, rambler, back-biter
Tell them God almighty gonna cut them down

Run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
You may run on for a long time
Let me tell you God almighty gonna cut you down

You may throw your rock and hide your hand
Working in the dark against your fellow man
As sure as God made the day into night
What you do in the dark will be brought to the light

You may run and hide, slip and slide
Trying to take the moth from your neighbor's eyes
As sure as God made the rich and poor
You gonna reap just what you sow

You may run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Run on for a long time

Let me tell you God almighty gonna cut you down
Go tell that long tongued liar, oh well well
Go tell that midnight rider, oh well well
Tell the gambler, rambler, back-biter
Tell them God almighty gonna cut them down

Some people go to church just to sit in the fire
Trying to make a date with the neighbor's wife
Brother let me tell you as sure as you're born
You better leave that woman alone
Because one of these days mark my word
You think that brother is going to work
And you'll sneak up and knock on that door
That's all brother you'll knock no more

You may run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Let me tell you God almighty gonna cut you down

Go tell that long tongued liar, oh well well
Go tell that midnight rider, oh well well
Tell the gambler, rambler, back-biter
Tell them God almighty gonna cut them down

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Catharina “Nina” Hagen was born March 11, 1955, in (communist) East Berlin. An opera prodigy by age 9, a pop star in East Germany by age 17, she emigrated to West Berlin by age 21. Rumors have it that she was kicked out for being too “punk rock”. The Urban myth is false, but the reality, in spirit? Close enough.

Nina Hagen has since become a household name in most of Europe, as a singer-songwriter-actress with a reputation ranging as wide as her 5-octave vocal prowess, from the “scandalously lunatic, unlistenable freak” to the “inspiring diva-divine goddess of music” (die-hard devotees choose a version of the latter “descriptive”, in various languages…).

By 1983, “the Mother of Punk” had Giorgio Moroder producing her fourth LP, Fearless, a fearlessly un-punk album, and too strange to dub as a purely pop/new-wave record. It yielded a Top 10 12” night club dance track in the U.S., Nina’s original “New York, New York”, opera chops intact.

Ten years earlier, Nina’s commercial career began with Automobil, with a big hit in East Germany (yes,in the formerly Soviet-controlled Eastern “GDR” Bloc of Germany), “Du hast den Farbfilm Vergessen”. Translation: “You Forgot the Colour Film”. This 1974 song wasn’t “punk”, but its lyrics? An ambiguously clear metaphor, a clever jab at the constraining drab “gray” of wall-bound East Germany. Luckily the Soviet authorities did not execute Nina nor Automobil’s musicians for such subversion. The music was and remains just too … musical. It even has a video, sort of…

“The Mother of Punk"? Nina’s prominence in the punk and new wave “scenes” of the late 1970s and early 1980s began in earnest with 1978’s “The Nina Hagen Band”.

Since then, Nina’s colorful, prolific career, including film and stage acting, on-camera political/religious zeal (particularly as a “Talk Show” personality), and sought-after “guest vocalist” (many, many songs by varied and numerous acts feature Nina’s vocals) has, in the U.S., been relegated to that of a 3-album cult artist, if measured by American label-support. Youtube, drenched with official and unofficial-Nina Hagen cornucopias, does her “influence” far more justice …

Albums available in the U.S. (as non-import, e.g. on iTunes and U.S. flavoured streaming sites) include her insane-alternative-WTF 1982 NunSexMonkRock (originally on CBS Records), her 2001 “comeback” album, Return of the Mother, and her Christian-blues-alterna-country-gospel-covers album, 2010’s Personal Jesus.

Nina’s repertoire of 15 studio albums includes her 1999 double album of Vedic chanting Om Namah Shivay, released for charity.

Generally, her “spiritual” nature is often conveyed in her music. Was “Personal Jesus” a “devotional” religious switch from Shiva, et al? Was she really abducted by benevolent extraterrestrial aliens? Is she a “prophet” or a “wack-job”? Is she a “real” nut-case, versus a phony-media-grabber, preaching didactic “conspiracy”-type theories and political views to fuel the P.R. of her “character”? Answer: probably not, given her intensely comical and serious persona is anti-establishment, and anti-record labels. Does that makes her a “true” artist?
She’s the mother of punk, so what the funk?.