Washing trousers out of shit stains
Kids laughing and cheering, smell of naphthalene, oh it`s Natalene
Laughing and crying and then when the games are played
Optimism is eaten from the pawns hands
The children are happy and ready to be laid
House full of shit, the pawn still stands


I tried to run
Run from you
I fall on the ground so i don`t have to see your faces
I lay in the pond where i can still see reflections of your bodies
I climb on the wall you can`t shoot me down on the floor
Mighty masses,the kitchen is waiting for me with it`s lonely nights
Thank you for my almost free glasses, time for new heights

Everything is fine
Everything is great
Life smiling at me i get to work
Stones thrown at me from angles that i can`t measure
This is life, full of treasures

I`m not afraid of change of the scenary
The rat won`t betray me
The swine won`t eat me
All the illusions i get,
I can never forget
Who dies first?
Is the last question on the mind
On my car window i find a fine
I think i forgot something as well.
The rubber angels comes down for me
With a concrete mask they leave me be
Then they flee away in a hurry
I am left with a tearful slurry

Let`s not count hematomas
Searching the guilty we get into comas
Let the dead bury the dead
Forget all the stuff you have been fed
The data on how to love and hate - erased
Chocking ourselves on others muffins
So long we have lived in comfortable coffins
Let`s live! Foward!