It was a lonley road, the peoples road
where children had their ways
they danced among the melody
with nature as their play
And were it not for life and death
the sea would not be blue
the trees would fall, the grass will weep
not all because of you
She came upon a darkened room
with sihlouttes and smoke
brandeshing a tommy gun
with blood my love was soaked
Then cried a voice, a distant roar
a hollow in the mist
a town opressed in tyranny
no soul was left to rest
I could never say
the future is on our side
and troubles so far behind
we`re reaching out for the goals
No man, you got do dig a bit deeper
to find the real sweet stuff, you know..
we gonna carry it home when the lights go down
and have a dinner like kings..
oh dear, thats a good one..
fill up those bags and get the hell out of here..
Is that milk you are pouring in there?
oh the beasts bleed on the fields baby
We gonna have a good night tonight
You put your special shoes on, we gonna hit the street
to end up planting bombs in the monument
dancing spider jives round the house of art
Oh let me taste one more kiss of the circle
so I will tune back in
to build castles of toys and tumble them down
with thrown pillows
and spat laughter
We`ll get high, the voice, the freaks, the noise
we gonna sell out baby and burn out maybe
we gonna greet you, meet you in murder, lady