I aim at the first one who´ll dare to stand still
Oh Lord, you´re tension is making me ill
You´ve got no friends in your home, you´ll got no family stone
You can´t go: Yeah Yeah Yeah

Everyone, in every town, on every boat, on every trip, the multi-talanted strip,
Will gather ´round you with coke and pain
The trees, ain´t no doubt about
The seeds, I had no thought about
No, Yeah Yeah Yeah

Don´t know why I can´t locate this feeling, that I would rather be with you
It makes no sense, your crying out loud, that I may love you
This stress is wasting my emotions that I would rather be with you
Don´t let them closer to this secret... that I may love you

Take ´em outa west, take ´em outa height, take ´em on a sweet ride
Those little angels are numbered nine
The colored TV once shined on desolation 15
They´ve got it! Yeah Yeah Yeah
Bust ´em in the light, bust ´em in the light, BUST ´EM IN THE DAYLIGHT
They ain´t worthy being named as thieves
One of those shorties said hi up to the abbot who died
The rebound, Yeah Yeah Yeah

Don´t know why I…

Now hear the bluebird whistle hymns like “I would rather heal your wounds”
now hear the dark gun punching out, that I may love you