Songtexte:
Peters

In the sky the phantom moon appears at midday To join the sun in some forgotten dance In their light our voices tremble with reflections Of what we know

This ninny of a puppet was available The second that he called And all he had to do was yell, "Hey, Mabel" And this dumb hash slinger crawled For seven

I am doin' fine now I never cry now In fact I feel no pain at all You sound the same now How's? What's her name now? I am just surprised that you would

I held up pretty well The first few days I even tried to dying To get my mind off you Friends said I look like hell They said they snapped like that

Im tiefen Dschungel hörst du die Trommeln aus dem Dunkel Beschwörungsformeln. Der Woo-Doo-Master ruft meinen Namen. Mein Herz schlägt

Du hängst mir ständig fast auf der Pelle egal wohin ich auch gerade deg'. Und jeden Morgen da seh' ich dich schon wieder an der Ecke dort

Komm' doch mal 'rüber ich war gestern aus mit dem Jungen von gegenüber. Du kennst ihn doch auch - komm' erzähl' mir was du von ihm wei

Carmelita was a street angel but she kept her halo hid Never learned to read or write so well, she was just a farmer's kid She took communion at the age

Übersetzung: Peters, Bernadette. The Next Dream.