Tekst :

Wake up in the morning
Get into bed
closing my eyes
I rest my head

There is no arrangement
No time no place
It s gone in the wind
and left no trace

Who can say,
maybe or whatever.
It s up to you
You know you can
trust me
I ll make it up to you

You move with the action
You loosen my strings
Your fingers
can smooth out my jangles
and all those things

Grease on the handle
and the tangles
in my hair
They always seem
to go together
I don t care

Sometimes I think about dyin
Yeahhh-haaa
Unfortunately, I m seein a lot of death in my life
Oahhhooooh
I seen a lot of friends die
I seen a lot of family members die
If, I, should, diiiiie tonight
When I think about dyin, I think about
Won t it be,...

Sabato sera normale a Berlino est
e c è di bello che è maggio e non piove più
la radio in F.M. della parte di là batte musica O.K.
È più di un po che non scrivo più lettere
ma va da sé che domani, è domenica
e altre...

So for the longest while we jamming in the Party
You’re wining on me
Pushing everything
Right back on top of me
But if you think you’re gonna get away from me
You better change your mind
Because you’re going home
You’re going home with me tonight

So let me hold you
Come caress my body
You got me going...

Somethin tells me
I ve been livin with the wrong plan
I m frustrated, desecrated, feelin less than
Hard to break, the road I take will be a winding one
Across the river, someday I will see a new sun

There can t be any doubt
You make me scream and shout

I m...

[Bizzy Bone]
Let it go (Let this angel life go)
Let yourself go
(Time is passin til the cops come)
Big beef, big beefin with the Mistress
(On and on and on and on and on and on and)
Over the backs of the lines as we...