Lyrics of The First Song Of The Day - Bela B., Lee Hazlewood

The First Song Of The Day (original)

Das erste lied des tages ist nur selten wirklich gut
Dies ist eine weisheit, die auf tatsachen beruht
Das erste lied am tag setzt sich in den gedanken fest
Wandert hinter unsere stirn, die es danach nicht mehr verlaesst
Ein lied, das ich nicht mag
Kommt voellig ungefragt ueber das radio zu mir
Es bleibt bei mir den ganzen tag
Wo es an meinen nerven nagt — ich krieg es selten exorziert
«Wo liegt in diesen tal der mut
Den man zum weiterleben braucht?»
Da ploetzlich kommt lee hazlewood und sagt:
«Bela, genau so denk ich auch!»
The first song of the day should give you — a real good start
This song should remind all lovers to kiss before they part
Instead it’s often torture — no, instead it’s often pain
Sometimes those songs are liable to drive your mind insane
Life’s too short to share bad tunes, so smash the radio on the wall
Music’s too important, get yourself a good assortment
End this shame once and for all
There’s a way out of the misery
We’re gonna stop this — yes we should"
And once again here’s bela b.
To say: «ich danke ihnen, mr.
Hazlewood!»
Bela, i think we oughta bring the girls in about eight parts sooner
But lee, that would cover up your part
Yeah, i know
Let’s hope that this would never be the first song of the day for anybody else

(translation)

The first song of the day is rarely really good
This is wisdom based on fact
The first song of the day sticks in your mind
Wanders behind our foreheads, which it never leaves afterwards
A song I don't like
Comes to me completely unasked over the radio
It stays with me all day
Where it gnaws at my nerves — I rarely get it exorcised
«Where does courage lie in this valley?
The one you need to live on?"
Then suddenly lee hazlewood comes and says:
"Bela, that's exactly what I think too!"
The first song of the day should give you — a real good start
This song should remind all lovers to kiss before they part
Instead it's often torture — no, instead it's often pain
Sometimes those songs are liable to drive your mind insane
Life's too short to share bad tunes, so smash the radio on the wall
Music's too important, get yourself a good assortment
End this shame once and for all
There's a way out of the misery
We're gonna stop this — yes we should"
And once again here's bela b.
To say: "Thank you, Mr.
Hazlewood!"
Bela, I think we oughta bring the girls in about eight parts sooner
But lee, that would cover up your part
yeah i know
Let's hope that this would never be the first song of the day for anybody else