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[german voices]

The seats are so uncomfortable, too.
You know, you never realize it.
Guess i might as well go do my makeup.
In case we get out of this thing i want to look good for those pictures.
That's my only claim to fame this fall.
You know, this might be your only contribution to being alive.
Think anyone's worried about you?
Think anyone's worried about you?

[more german] voices

Ohh! no sacrifice!

Emoc ylerus lliw ti, emoc lliw ti, emoc lliw ti
Erif eht ni rekop eht saw tah dael s'gnik
Emoc ylerus lliw ti, emoc lliw ti, emoc lliw ti
Rediw hcum nozama eht edam tah dael s'gnik
Yrots ym ot denetsil dah dog fi
Deneppah evah reve dluow siht fo enon
Yrots ym ot denetsil dah dog fi
Derrucco dah reve dluow siht fo enon
Noitamrofni suoicerp em evag uoy
Gninrom yranigami taht no
Noitarepsed ni nwod ti etorw i
Devres eb ot eciton eht tuo evag dna
Yrots ym ot denetsil dah dog fi
Deneppah evah reve dluow siht fo enon
Yrots ym ot denetsil dah dog fi
Derrucco dah reve dluow siht fo enon
Noitamrofni suoicerp em evag uoy
Gninrom yranigami taht no
Noitarepsed ni nwod ti etorw i
Devres eb ot eciton eht tuo evag dna
Emoc ylerus lliw ti, emoc lliw ti, emoc lliw ti
Reh edisni ecneconni eht tup tah dael s'gnik
Emoc ylerus lliw ti, emoc lliw ti, emoc lliw ti
Erised ot remmah a saw tah dael s'gnik
Yrots ym ot denetsil dah dog fi
Deneppah evah reve dluow siht fo enon
Yrots ym ot denetsil dah dog fi
Derrucco dah reve dluow siht fo enon
Noitamrofni suoicerp em evag uoy
Gninrom yranigami taht no noitarepsed ni nwod ti etorw i
Devres eb ot eciton eht tuo evag dna

All the peasants in the squares
At their tables and their chairs
Set to salvage certain numbers
From the wonder of the tundra
And the muses in the gloom
Counting needles in their rooms
On the carpet in the corner
In a kind of secret slumber
While the in formation rain
Slashed the dirty window pane to the square.


Smoky broads and smoky windows in the square
Come come charmer come on over for the day
Disappearing cocoa forests flash and die
Fortunes crumble all demolished in the bay.


Over forty pointed people
In the perfect pointed steeple
Looked to see the lucky number
Yes the wonder of the tundra
Had come up to fame and fortune
Singing his tune, my tune, your tune
Wooing daughters of the gifted
On the carpets of the courtrooms
While the tickets were expensive
The show was quite relentless in the square.


Smoky broads and smoky windows in the square
Come come charmer come on over for the day
Disappearing cocoa forests flash and die
Fortunes crumble all demolished in the bay


Dalai llama lama puss puss
Stella marls missa nobis
Miss a dinner miss shapiro
Shampoos pot-pot pinkies pampered
Movement hampered like at christmas
Ha-ha isn't life a circus
Round in circles like the archers
Always stiff or always starchy
Yes it's happening and it's fattening
And it's all that we can get into the show.


Smoky broads and smoky windows in the square
Come come charmer come on over for the day
Disappearing cocoa forests flash and die
Fortunes crumble all demolished in the bay

oh oh the french girls with the string of pearls
Think it's such a fucking shame
That the local boys with their country joys
Never make them daisy chains
They're swapping disappointing incidents
While at the docks another ship pulls in
And suddenly the door breaks down (ooh la la)
It's the seven deadly finns


Oh oh oh soldiers and sailors
Have all been here before
Gigolos and governments
Have stumbled through that door
Because they need all those french girls with all their kiss curls
And powder in their guns
And the seven finns with their deadly grins
Tend to measure beauty in tuns.


The first is a freak with a masochistic streak
And the second is a kitten up a tree
The third is a flirt with an awful print skirt
And the fourth is pretending to be me
The fifth wears a mac and never turns his back
The sixth never shows his eyes
But the seventh deadly finn is so tall and slim
He shoulda never been with those guys.


Although variety's the spice of life
A steady rhythm is the source
Simplicity's the crucial thing
Systemically of course (work it all out like norbert wiener)
So if those french girls say to you
'would you like your ashes piped ?'
You'll have to take their word for it
It's the only thing to take...

Into the road and ten women
They are the rose of, oh, living
They're over...
Paling over.

Say all the words that are memory
Enter the ways of all the pain
Send over...
All is over.

Hitherto rode and wherebefore
Given the rules we had to call
All over...
All and over.

(inaudible chorus)

Into the ways of forgiving
Into the silver source renew
Over
Big over.

Into the world he was approved
Came to the world a year too soon
Over
And over.

Most of the day
We were at the machinery
In the dark sheds
That the seasons ignore
I held the levers that guided the signals to the radio
But the words i receive, random code, broken fragments from before.


Out in the trees
My reason deserting me
All the dark stars
Cluster over the bay.


Then in a certain moment
I lose control and at last i am part of the machinery.


(the belldog) where are you?
And the light disappears
As the world makes its circle through the sky.

Words, but nothing clear
What channel are you on?
It's hard to hear.
You speak to the world
From such a feeble system;
So... far away.

The thought, not falling
Just drifting in the early morning.
You pass from the world
Out to the solar system
So... far away,
So... far away.