So Bin Ich Zu Dir
(J. Wozniak)
Come see the vampires of New York
Come lose your mind in Central Park
But don't leave your soul behind
Come take in 8th street after dark
Such peculiar people you'll remark
You might even see a murder
And all the whores on Blecker Street
They wear the blissful grin
Caused by the drugs they take
To relieve them of their sins
And "oh lord I think she's dying" I head somebody say
I think she's dying
And "oh lord I think she's dying"
Or maybe she's already dead and maybe she's gone to Mars
Maybe we could
Come see the vampires of New York
Come lose your mind in Central Park
But don't leave your soul behind
Come take in 8th street after dark
Such peculiar people you'll remark
You might even see a murder
And all the whores on Blecker Street
They wear the blissful grin
Caused by the drugs they take
To relieve them of their sins
And "oh lord I think she's dying" I head somebody say
I think she's dying
And "oh lord I think she's dying"
Or maybe she's already dead and maybe she's gone to Mars
Maybe we could
Lotto statystyki 90's blues
Well I look out of my window
I see the morning cold and grey
I look out of my window
I see the morning cold and grey
I told you so many years ago
They're all gonna end up, end up this way
Well the fat man took my money
And the daughter won't give it back
The fat man took my money
Sons and daughters won't give it back
Put my family out on the street
Put my marriage on the rack
Well they steal your water
And if you want some you got to pay
The greenies point their fingers
The people know better they don't listen what they say
They live in fear and frustration
Oh their crappy lives why should they give a toss anyway
Nineties blues
Nineties blues
Nineties blues