First Floor Power Scissors, Bag Or A Stone
Spent four weeks in this town, had to write my new address
Down. I never used to cry, now I do it but I don't know why.
Met nice people: a girland a boy and I thik I'm easy to enjoy
New song. The only thing I know is: It takes time to come
Home. Scissors, bag or a stone! It takes time to come home!
Summer replaced by fall no need to hang 'round with people,
That's all. No need for friendly advices just come over and
Ask me twice: Do you love me? Do you love me? I think it's best
For us all this is an emergencycall. I dial your # again and
Again, what's wrong with your phone my friend? BYE BYE!
Goodbye Goodbye! I take the subwaytrain and watch myself in
The black windowpane. Then I notice that I've gone too far, because
I'm used to busses or daddys car. We live a couple of
Lives, huh? So what's so special with the one you've got
Now?
New song, the only thing I know is: It takes time to come
Home. Scissors, bag or a stone! It takes time to come home!
