I got that fever. Burnin' in my head. So many memories. No tear to shed. Burns like a fire. Who stole my aims. My comrade fighters. Been set astray. .
(originally performed by the Beatles). Something in the way she moves. Attracts me like no other lover. Something in the way she woos me. I don't want to leave her now.
What keeps on tellin' me. To stay on the way I chose. (The way I chose). What keeps on givin' me. All the strength to carry on. (To carry on). . Give me some time.
I got that fever burning in my head. So many memories no tear to shed. Burns like a fire who stole my aims. My comrade fighters been set astray. . How could I know what others had in mind for me.
(m&l - grosskopf). Daily in the news and on the screen. They wanna show you how to look like. How to be a star. But if you bignosed without muscles. You are not attractive.
He is God and he is light. He means everything in life. To her awaking mind. . Hes the one of two she loves. Hes the one of two she snog. And hugs in blind faith.
Once there was a time when mankind. Dreamed about reaching the stars. Nowadays we're almost ready. Even for the wars. . Some told lies and they were famous.
Piece by piece you're tearing me apart. Give to me and try another start. Brick by brick you really love that game. Things from which I can't refrain.
Too late to call for the priest. He is not here anymore. We look at the age of the beast. And weve seen its vast armies form, hear our call. . Please, save us, please, save us.
(Kiske). You hear the people talking you walk the wrong street. Painting all things black and step on your feet. Flabby stomach, styled hair trousers full of air.
Savage. . You hear the people talking, you walk the wrong street. Painting all things black and step on your feet. Flabby stomach, styled hair, trousers full of air.
Sent to a world cold as steel. Don't know where else I have been. Where will I go? I can't tell. Who would save us if we fell?. . Can you feel what I see.
In the summer of my wedding. As the corn burned in the field. Oh, I lay down for my baby. And let the sweet smoke stain my heels. . Well, I lay there till the midnight.
Traded my last favor. For a map of St. Charlene. All these ghosts and angels. Friends and strangers. Ask me where I've been. . The engine seemed to tremble.
(Bill Berry/Peter Buck/Mike Mills/Michael Stipe). . Did you never call? I waited for your call. These rivers of suggestion are driving me away. The trees will bend, the cities wash away.
I'm not a sailor. I'm not so strong out of my shoes. Dragging like anchors. . Over the ocean. Pearls in the sky strung 'round the moon. Pointing to you.
Straight from the under, I make niggaz wonder. Why, I tap jaws, rock black eyes. See I, know nothing about things I be doing. Lives I ruin, in this here shit we pursuing.
Got all my Magnum niggaz in here, word up. Sean P, yeah, yeah, yeah, word is bond. Word up, M-F-C, hah, word up, yeah, yeah. Smack this nigga son, word up, hit him.
Chorus:. . I'm not sure anymore more. Who is knocking at my door door. All the people that I knew. Acted funny when big ruck got some loot. But they can't see b, let my parabellum fly fly.
The sidewalk bends where your house ends. Like the neighborhood is on its knees. Surrounded by a chain link fence. Keeps me out but let's me see. . Well, I come by most every night.