Disco Ensemble - Cynic lyrics

Cursewords sinking better than the metaphors Soap opera is throwing out the radio Spit over your shoulder when I'm crossing the road This amulet brings bad luck for us all I was once a believer But now my heart turns in to stone Coldheart cynic That's what's become of me Coldheart cynic That's what you've made of me No longer the soothing rays of light Now I'm a resident of night What a sparkplug, what a shiny talent What a good sport you are This year's award goes to you Congratulations and co-miserations