Ginger Cake Songtext
von Blast Furnace

I get around by counting, and listening to sounds
It′s getting quite a habit, it sometimes gets me down
But there's nothing like a piece of ginger cake,
It sometimes gets me down


I′ve cut it up in pieces, and asked for it by name
I kept a piece 'till later, it always tastes the same
But I've never seen a piece of ginger cake,
It always tastes the same

I saved the piece for Sunday, a long long time to wait
Wrapped it up in silver paper, see the trouble I take
But it′s worth it for a piece of ginger cake,
See the trouble I take

The reason for my blindness, is not so plain to see
I′ve tried to find the answer, it's always tastes the same
I′d rather have a piece of ginger cake.