German Overalls

Lyrics
[Verse 1] Mannheim: rainy Saturday with no money nor friend... Only Tequila can end the boredom Try to reach London for a pocket of hope; We're children and we grope in the dark Hugh spends his last Mark on coffee and cheese... I feel just like a refugee... Rathaus-keepers and traffic police Middle-aged maids with rotting teeth Industrial magazines and old Sunday Times: Reading material/bleeding lines What are we doing here? [Verse 2] Memorial menace, eager for revenge Has begun to bend our minds (Our minds, our minds) Shower-curtain imperative in the presence of acid; Now, feeling placid is death I try to hold my breath as the P.A. comes down... Here we all are in Ktown! The Big Wheel never fails to grind around... It drags me up/it drugs me down Seven senses wonder: 'Can this be real (Real) Or am I become a performing seal?' Why are we dying here? [Bridge] I walk the streets alone, try to find a sign of love I've crushed the plaster-bone in the freaky clubs I have bit the fruit But all I live for is to play And I'm tired of the nights and the days [Verse 3] Of airports, taxis and motorway showers Groping for a key in the afterhours David takes to travelling in the van He knows that we all can understand: We're at the mercy of the Kosmos tour Making a pilgrimage to the German Lourdes... But we're still crippled here [Interlude] Cathedrals spiral skywards; I think I'm getting vertigo I think I don't know what is real [Verse 4] One more sudden spotlight; one more madness is over; I must not show a sign of fear Words echo round my ears, I think I'm going to laugh... Think I'll just go and take a bath, I guess I'll wash my clothes And don't you know I'll grow to go and make my name Maybe be a servant in the Famegame; Stake my sane and rest my life on the line... Now lay me asunder and rend my mind; At the fall of the curtain let this be my ghost
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Credits
- Writers
- Peter Hammill