It's simple because it is the people. Fighting for and claiming what remains. And dreaming, this is not dreaming. This is the exodus from the game. Chorus.
When Johnny comes marching home again, hurah tada. He's coming by bus or underground, hurah tada. The world no doubt will shed a tear to see his face so beaten in fear.
Oh there was once a man who had lost his own smile. And he wandered the country mile after mile. Never quite knowing what he wanted to find. For his heart it lay heavy with the weight of his mind.
You gave me my birth. Then you made me pay. What is it worth. Cast me away. You've really done it now. Dying in my arms. You stand here with nothing. But you've still got english charm.
At the edge of the world nothing is said. Call a witness. Conversation is dead. We pray for the coming. . But we don't hear a word. We're all waiting around the edge of the world.
Everybody knows, tells you what to do. Everywhere you go it's not the place for you. It's not the place for you. . Everybody thinks they can help you through.
If I'm a good lover after the rush if I'm still around to love. What if I'm still looking for that love the love that keeps my blood. I can see right through you and there's nothing on the other side.
Gotta learn how to think. 'Cause I'm drowning in sin. Just wanna taste that cinnamon skin. I've gotta learn how to cry. Taste the tear roll by. 'Cause there's no sense in self destruction.
Summer breeze, kisses me. Autumn leaves retire. Apathy, breaking free. Still waiting for the sun. . See me as I wait. See me wait. I can't see another.
You and I used to meet the same. Wrapped together in cellophane. We can try to get away. Drift forever, lost in. . Space... (We're getting better all the time).
Ella es tan chica, tan drogadicta. Ella no sabe mucho más qué hacer. Tiene un cuaderno, un diario eterno. Bien escondido dentro de su piel. . Ella es tan Kubrick, si la descubren.
And in the evening when the day goes down. She leaves the bright house lights. Stands and watches with her coat pulled around. At torches light the western skies.
There is an independent book store. the last one that remained. all the othres you might look for. have been eaten by the chains. the soldier on. on one cleans the windows panes.
Shots split the night, a bullet lodged in his brain. He must have died instantly, he felt no pain. A crowd quickly gathered to the feast of the gun. Waiting for the ambulance and cops to come.
Von dem woran ich denkeist das der Lageplannur ein paar Straßen weiterbeginnt das nebenanvon den alten Tennisplätzendirekt zu der Autobahndie Haupt- und Nebenwegefangen an der Stelle an.
Fr mein Alter. bin ich ganz schn altklug sagen sie. doch sie vergessen. ich mach schon immer Rockmusik. Monster Magnet und Led Zep. auch H.P. Zinker hat viel Pep.
Noch vor kurzem hätte ich nicht. Im Traum daran gedacht. Dieser Veranstaltung hier beizuwohnen. Man hatte mich hierher gebracht. Und der erste Widerwille.
Es ist mir egal aber. Es ist mir egal aber. Es ist mir egal aber. . So will ichs doch nicht haben. So will ichs doch nicht haben. So will ichs doch nicht haben.
Blurred out vision. A losing premonition. Of the day I knew would come. Souls gone missing. Gave up on the wishing. When I killed the seventh son. Heart....
I keep moving into myself. I keep all my hate to myself. I keep the polaroids of my hell. I keep all my hope to myself. . Days when life does man a favor.