The Writer (Fischer Z)
Album: Red Skies Over Paradise
The other side of the room
an empty bottle lies broken
Purple faces are sure,
of snow white sheets to soak in
His clothes are spread around,
they smell of perspiration
A half eaten meal
attracts the flies attention
Do I Do I Do I Do I Hear the man's cries
Do I Do I Do I Do I Look in his eyes
Do I Do I Do I Do I Care if he dies
Do I Do I Do I Do I Do I?
Take a paper towel and place it over his head
Phone up reception and report him as dead
Open up the window and expose him to light
Push it all away from me ... No that can't be right ...
Ri High hight ...
A continental breeze
has set the blinds in motion
Brings just a hint of change
from the Atlantic Ocean
The ancient church bell rings.
Defies the march of progress
The senoritas said
you were too young to notice
Do I Do I Do I Do I ...
Take a paper towel...
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Transcript by Tilman Heckel