Автор: Mr. Strange

Why don’t you ask the kids at Tiananmen Square Was fashion the reason why they were there They disguise it

Remember those days Your emotions went wild You were so young Well, nothing much has changed We got older and

How did you get your perfect body? Where did you get such perfect skin? How come you’re such a perfect

Ein kleiner Mensch stirbt nur zum Schein wollte ganz alleine sein das kleine Herz stand still fur Stunden so hat

If the stars fall down on me And the sun refuse to shine Then may the shackles be undone, And

Ha, get ready, get set, let’s roll Road warrior in a bit of petrol Red, yellow, hit green, then go,

Living in the night ‘Neath devils, torn asunder You call on me… To solve a crooked rhyme As I’m closing

Forfeit the game / Before somebody else Takes you out of the frame / Puts your name to shame Cover

It’s the nature of time That the old ways must give in It’s the nature of time That the new

Don’t be mistaken Your bloody time’s up This ain’t no game We’re not here to entertain you Don’t be mistaken