Entering in the headtime
I don't know your f**in thoughts but I can imagine them
If you want you can scream or you can go away
No one listen to you or searches for you because you are strange
And now no one wait no one call you and like a lamb start to run
Entering in the headtime
You can't swim now with your hands or with your f**in' legs
And bu*t-pirates are on the alert and you must be trained to
Recognize them because their brain is full of sh** but they always
Have the reason at their side as a puppy on the lead they scream "shut up"!
I want my space beetwen two rails
You feel upset for my way of life
Sooner or later I say
Your f**in' eyes glance in my direction
Your f**in' cold eyes
Unmoved indifferent eyes
I'll come near you
And I say "oh what a great man"
Then I take my friend and I'll point on your f**in head then I...
No wait - who are you now?
Stop it - I can't stop it
You must wait - I can't, I can't
I wanna f** his f**in eyes
You wait maybe I listen
You wait maybe I listen
You wait maybe I listen
I don't know
I want my space beetwen two rails
You feel upset for my way of life
Entering in the headtime