This place where I come from
Is a tired little town
Where happy people crawl
In sunken hollow-eyed around
Where laughter is number two
And silence is a blast
And happy folks speak only
To the shadows that they cast
Oh, no, no, no
Oh, no, no, no
Oh, no, no, no
The children, they dance to poetry
Learn to hate themselves
To be just like their parents
Is to be very little else
They're still asleep, and two begins
Another day, the same again
Another day, the same again
Another day the same
When I fall down, my wealth forgets
And destiny won't intervene
I fell in time, I fell in time
I think it's killing me
Woke up yesterday
Looked up my old friends from the war
Turned around and came back
They said: Look who's back for more
Where you going? She said
Though I never heard her
Going to lose my mind
