Katzenjammer Songtext
von Andi Almqvist

There′s a merry-go-round full of women
Spinning on top of my head
Some of them loved me for who I was
But most of them wish I was dead
Most of them wish I was dead
There's a gun in the glove compartment
There′s a bible for comfort and peace
There's a bullet that whispers your middle name
And a jailor who rattles his keys
A jailor who rattles his keys
I'm the boss of a pack of good liars
Who always believe what I say
Just a voice in The Black Soul Choir
Just a whore at the death of the day A whore at the death of the day
There′s a red murder every two hours
There′s a sin for each day of the week
There's a big black balloon
Where the sun used to be
And a broken world dying to sleep
A broken world dying to sleep
There′s a merry-go-round full of women
Spinning on top of my head
Some of them loved me for who I was
But most of them wish I was dead
Most of them wish I was dead
Most of them wish I was dead