Wicked Suburbs Place Of No-return Square On One-way Street
Place of no-return square on one-way street Come on boy wake up, it’s time to dig the garden over Wood’s gotta be chopped don’t be lazy night is over When will you stop livin‘ at my expense,Working nothing decent, blowing money with your shabby friends oh I do it every night Just wanna be your son, Isn’t this my right ? Sorry - for being a man tonight Sorry - for living my life Sorry - I need my own illusions Sorry - that there’s confusion Order and obedience is what you gotta learn by hard If you don’t work, we have ways to make an oddball willing You will get pressure, spin and speed in one direction The army is your best and only satisfaction I hear this every day Wanna pack my bags, wave for good-byeAnd head away Sorry – for being a pacifistic guy Sorry – for not living this lie Sorry – I need my own illusions Sorry – that there’s confusion I have a reputation that would make Don Juan proud of me I have no patience and music is my destiny I’ve got a lot of loving, it’s enough to give your sun a rise And in the end I never will apologize I did it all my life Wind in my face,I give the new year a high-five Sorry – for being mad tonight Sorry – for being alive Sorry – for f..cking this girl tonight Sorry – manners are out of sight
