What's on your face and your breath mama? You wear your glory or death mama But liberation's on the way Every dog's gonna have it's day Pack up your rape
Get to the heart Baby, the heart of the city Meet me in a fire fight Of lusty boys in candlelight Beat to the heart, baby the heart of the city Veins
Empty me Like a dustman rids a rubbish bin Fill me up with glimpses of you And let the music begin Oh oh oh Take me to the altar Let's make a pact One
They're just millionaires They got the money, but who cares? They'll never be like you and me Cause money can't buy poverty They think they govern our
Waterfall Nothing can harm me at all My worries seem so very small With my waterfall I can see My rainbow Calling me Through the mysteries Of my waterfall
Let me stay One more day It would mean so much to me I won't make a sound I'll just hang around I'll sit where the last one sat But oh no I'd never do
No guarantee Is what i'm getting today Appetite's so rampant And they're demanding money Everybody wants a good time Yeah-yeah-yeah And wild terms to
Everybody chokes When they see someone cut down in their prime It may not show when you look at me But I know I'm in mine I'm potent, baby, I'm potent
Look at me High upon the hill You could say I'm on top of the world Baby - I'm blue All because of you I can see this city Crumble all around me Press
for me Burnin' down the interbelt, from jacuzzi to jacuzzi It's all right for you man Gettin' smashed, gettin' suntanned But i know my place Where's my suitcase? Pack
for me Burnin' down the Innerbelt, from jacuzzi to jacuzzi, yeah It's all right for you man, gettin' smashed, gettin' suntanned But I know my place, where's my suitcase? Pack
Übersetzung: The Pretenders. Pack It Up.
