A Bar In Amsterdam- веселая песенка в стиле кабаре
Nine hours passed and how long will it last says the man with the plan and a gun in his hand. He´s scared but prepared it might be as he feared are they still in control and safe behind the wall. This evening´s too quiet oh we need a real riot to shake and to break and to bite like a snake. We´re stuck in this attic so bored and so static tomorrow they´ll ask us to throw off our masks.
But the storm is a´coming ´cross the hills tonight like a vain full of rain to the hearts that should fight. The storm is a´coming ´cross the hills tonight like a vain full of rain to the hearts that should fight.
Mary´s like me she´s a loser to be got a lock on her door and a bed on the floor. They will know they will win and then they´ll come in. There´s nothing you could say to lead them astray.
We still live in silence like sworn threats of violence. I long for an end and it´s coming round the bend. If we live through this night and we´d still be allright. We´d flee to Siam or a bar in Amsterdam.
But the storm is a´coming ´cross the hills tonight like a vain full of rain to the hearts that should fight. The storm is a´coming ´cross the hills tonight like a vain full of rain to the hearts that should fight.