It Was A Very Good Year
Stretched to the point of no turning back
A flight of fancy on a windswept field
Standing alone my senses reeled
A fatal attraction is holding me fast, how
Can I escape this irresistible grasp?
Can't keep my eyes from the circling skies
Tongue-tied and twisted Just an earth-bound misfit, I
Ice is forming on the tips of my wings
Unheeded warnings, I thought I thought of everything
No navigator to guide my way home
Unladened, empty and turned to stone
A soul in tension that's learning to fly
Condition grounde
Heavy Business
I am gone from one to the other
Obsessed with the contra brothers
I was ready for a decent climb
Now its gonna to take a long time
The one with the high neck
And I will wear M.Pheiffer for shoes
And I will go to a disco on my birthday
And I will watch the corpses trying to tune on you
You're just too loud and I'm stuck in the middle
A death doll
With a will to continue
Give a squeeze to diseases
In the future
No future so I damn you to hell
The one with the high neck
And the abolished pink to the back of a hand
And I have no head, no heart
And I am a capital M
Know no fear, know no fear, know no fear, know no fear
Know no fear, know no fear, know no fear, know no fear
Know no fear, know no fear, know no fear, know no fear
Know no fear, know no fear, know no fear, know no fear
Secretive angel of the dust
I am not a yellow man
Oh yeah
Oh yeah