This is a wide bright street
with tons of lamps
this is a shelter
can’t you understand
Why do you fight against this? For what
fathers and sons fought hand in hand
You’d rather be a junkie zombie
without anywhere to go
big streets, big houses, big-big falls
your life will melt in your hand
SHOULD I TELL YOU THIS TALE
FOREVER AND MORE?
SHOULD I WARN YOU AGAIN
YOUR LIFE WON’T BE LONG?
Fall down from those cliffs
from jealous “undergrounds”
here you are faking wisdom
while you crawl before me
SHOULD I TELL YOU THIS TALE
FOREVER AND MORE?
SHOULD I WARN YOU AGAIN
YOUR LIFE WON’T BE LONG?
Fall down from those cliffs
from jealous “undergrounds”
here you are faking wisdom
while you crawl before me
This is a wide bright street
with tons of lamps
this is a shelter
can’t you understand
Why do you fight against this? For what
fathers and sons fought hand in hand
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