Текст песни hammill peter - German Overalls
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Manheim; rainy Saturday with no money nor friend,only Tequila can end the boredom.Try to reach London for a pocket of hope;we`re children, we grope in the dark.Hugh spends his last Mark on coffee and cheese...I feel just like a refugee...Rathaus-keepers and traffic police,middle-aged maids with rotting teethindustrial magazines and old Sunday Times;reading material/bleeding lines.What are we doing here?Memorial manace, eager for revenge,has begun to bend our minds.Shower-curtain imperative in the presence of acid;now, feeling placid is death.I try to hold my breath as the P.A. comes down...here we all are in Ktown!The Big Wheel never fails to grind around;it drags me up/drags me downSeven sentenses wonder `Can this be real,or am I become a performing seal?`Why are we dying here?I walk the streets alone, try to find a sign of love,I`ve crushed the plaster-bone in the freaky clubs,I have bit the fruitbut all I live for is to playand I`m tired of the nights and the daysof airports, taxis and motorway showers,grooping for a key in the afterhours.David takes to travelling in the van,He knows that we all can understand;we`re at the mercy of the Kosmos Tour,making a pilgrimage to the German Lourdes...but we`re still crippled here.Cathedrals spiral skywards, I think I`m getting vertigo,I think I don`t know what is real.On a more sudden spotlight, one more madness is over...I must not show a sign of fear.Words echo round my ears, I think I`m going to laugh...think I`ll just go and take a bath, Guess I`ll wash my clothes,don`t you know I`ll grow to go and make my name,maybe a servant in the Fame game;stake my sane and rest my life on the line...Now lay me asunder and rend my mind;at the fall of the curtain let this be my ghost...