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de Mekons

Out on the moor
burning with cold
I sprawled on the ground
while the moon flew above all crisp and cold
and so icy there wasn't a sound
till his head hit the table
and the music got louder
a fight in the room
and I'm getting so tired
All I knew I really need is somewhere to hide

Don't mutter at me, you bastard
I've got cheap emotions
knock me down with a feather
I show you the door

Tell me a joke
all points to the north
I left as soon as I could
He dropped like a glas
smashed up on the ground
in the fag ends and beer

he lay there quite still
bitter fears cut his heart
he'll live to regret this
so don't start
I really need is soemwhere to hide

Don't mutter at me, you bastard
I got cheap emotions
knock me out with a feather
I show you the door.

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