So I pretend I'm on the go and only meant to say hello to you
So I pretend I'm on the go and only meant to say hello to you
Who cuts us under like a boor, felling a tree
You're the thunder going under over me
Who cuts us under like a boor, felling a tree
You're the thunder going under over me
With a gun for a lover and a shot for the pain inside
You run for cover in the temple of love
With a gun for a lover and a shot for the pain inside
You run for cover in the temple of love
Wanna be a hippie 'cause life was so sweet
Well, good morning hate, yeah
Wanna be a hippie 'cause life was so sweet
Well, good morning hate, yeah
Just made this mess
Just made this mess
I'll go anywhere with you just wrap me up in chains
But if you try to go out alone don't think I'll understand
I'll go anywhere with you just wrap me up in chains
But if you try to go out alone don't think I'll understand
Das sind die einzigen Sorgen, um die es sich lohnt, weil alles andere Unheil sich aus diesen ergibt.
Das sind die einzigen Sorgen, um die es sich lohnt, weil alles andere Unheil sich aus diesen ergibt.