Just an alien Oh, we just want to get home again If you want to That's alright We were just about to lose our home Diamonds ate the radio Moving in the dead of night We took photographs just some just so History someone to know

This is just the way it's meant to be Sail away, sail away They're flying, they're styling, the President is smiling, We're loosin', it's confusin', we're beggin', they're refusin' Can't replace it, erase it, come back to hell and face it Without lying,

They sat in an abandoned luncheonette Sipping imaginary cola and drawing faces in the tabletop dust His voice was rusty from years as a sergeant on "this man's army" They were old and crusty She was twenty when the diner was a baby He was the dishwasher,

You want problems I'ma bring 'em to you We cockin' them thangs Yeah, I got a song let me sing it to you We ready to bang Yeah, you talk impressive, you don't mean it do you? Watch where you aim Get lost in the game, get tossed in the flames, nigga Hunt

Hear that angel Catch my angel I'd rather save an angel down I'm a believer, it's a trial Foolish and weaker, oh, oh, oh Where are our leaders? Shots were fired on the street By the church where we used to meet

Dance on the ocean Summer days Summer days (like the summer days) They're playing our song Hold on to meet one more time Don't kiss me goodbye Don't know what you think you will find I don't wanna let you go We can make it on our own

The sun goes down He takes the day, but I'm grown And in your way He walks away My tears dry on their own In this blue shade So we are history Your shadow covers me The sky above ablaze

Das Wasser soll dein Spiegel sein Erst wenn es glatt ist, wirst du sehen Und um Erlösung wirst du flehen Wie viel Märchen dir noch bleibt Er wartet auf den Mittagswind Die Welle kommt und legt sich matt Mit einem Fächer jeden Tag Der Alte macht das

Throw me in the slam Catch me if you can That you're wearing Tearing me apart New York City blues East side, West side lose Goin' under, rats in the cellar Goin' under, skin's turnin' yellow

You don't miss your water Till your well runs dry But when you left me Oh! How I cried In the beginning You really loved me But I was blind And I could not see I was a playboy