Babalon A.D.
Bits of songs and broken drums
Are all he could recall
So he spoke to me
In a bastard tongue
Carried on the silence of the guns
"It's been a long long time
since they first came
And marched through our village
They taught us to forget our past
And live the future in their image"
Chorus
They said
'You should learn to speak a little bit of English
Don't be scared of a suit and tie.
Learn to walk in the dreams of the foreigner
-- I am a Third World Child
The Outworld's dreams are the currency
That grip the city streets
I live them ou
Are all he could recall
So he spoke to me
In a bastard tongue
Carried on the silence of the guns
"It's been a long long time
since they first came
And marched through our village
They taught us to forget our past
And live the future in their image"
Chorus
They said
'You should learn to speak a little bit of English
Don't be scared of a suit and tie.
Learn to walk in the dreams of the foreigner
-- I am a Third World Child
The Outworld's dreams are the currency
That grip the city streets
I live them ou
Stab Stab Stab
Another night another town another Gig
Another day of F.R. aksing what rhe frig?
Another stupid girl
Another fucked up little world
Now I'm out of cigarettes
Another 15 hour drive through nowhereland
Another 27 bucks into the band
Another stupid world
Another fucked up little girl
And I've been up all night again
There myst be something wrong with us