Everyone in our town walks around to test the air
Even know that's torment there
They never love to take care
A car's crash in our town
Sidewalks paved with character
The populace that pa**ed this way
None of them turned to pray
Even though there's torment there
They never love to take care
A citizens they walk odd
Their only aim is to get rich
A typic omen's not for us
We can't expect here sign of love
The treeless limits of this town
The walls a blanket of greyish dust
No ordinary sight to see
I feel la peste subconsciously
Even though there's torment there
They never love to take care
I am so bored with your ideals
I take the air on the balcony
Stroll along the boulevard
Hear the voices by the sea
Even know that's omen there
They never love to take care