Alphaville Middle Of The Riddle
At the edge of the moon there's a lonely man And he blows on his horn as strong as he can And the girl at the bar wipoes the breath of winter away with a smile of her face And a little black dog barks along with a loon Is this my appointment or did I came too soon Got a strange invitation for teatime 'twas given by somebody I can't recall It's the middle of the riddle It's not very serious It's nothing but a big surprise And the president's horse is a rabbit of course That is livin' in a big boy's mind Livin' in a big boy's mind And I skate on a knife on a wire That is strung from this song to a distant shore And then I say Intuition is just another phase of chance While we're walking the old pyramid's floors (Little pharaoh's) And the little black dog Here it comes again He's a true companion in a foreign land On a quest for the valley of boojums and birthdays And phone calls I cannot recall It's the middle of the riddle It's not very serious It's nothing but a big surprise And the president's horse is a rabbit of course That is livin' in a big boy's mind We're livin' in a big boy's mind Livin' in a big boy's mind All of man shan't talk to the one at the helm And the man at the helm shall talk to no one at all (Rule forty-two) And a horse is a rabbit of course (Yes indeed) Yes, a horse is a rabbit of course Guitars Blacky Schwarz Ruszczynski Strings Klaus Schulze Additional Percussion Hansi Behrendt