Paris 73 Drei Songtext
von Can

Candle in the room in the afternoon
How do you spoon? She will be soon
Wait me a fork, raise your knife
Speaks a joke, she soaks me alive

Candle in the room in the afternoon
How do you spoon? She will be soon
Wait me a fork, raise your knife
Speaks a joke, she soaks me alive

Oh, sit down on my chair when nobody want to care
Oh, sit down on my chair when nobody want to care

Candle in the room in the afternoon
How do you spoon? She will be soon
Wait me a fork, raise your knife
Speaks a joke, she soaks me alive

Candle in the room in the afternoon
How do you spoon? She will be soon
Wait me a fork, raise your knife
Speaks a joke, she soaks me alive


Oh, sit down on my chair when nobody want to care
Oh, sit down on my chair when nobody want to care
The moon is a tune
It sits down with you
The flea and the fly
Is nearing up here
Did you sit down
This ancient lair
Did you sit down
This after the night

Feel like a storm in the wind
Feel like a storm in the wind
Feel like a storm in the wind
Feel like a storm in the wind

The moon in the chaos
The wind are lonely
The wind is sane
The writing appears
The writing appears
Like amnesia


Feel like a storm in the wind
Feel like a storm in the wind
Feel like a storm in the wind
Feel like a storm in the wind
Oh, sit down on my chair when nobody want to care
Oh, sit down on my chair when nobody want to care
Oh, sit down on my chair when nobody want to care
Oh, sit down on my chair when nobody want to care
Oh, sit down on my chair when nobody want to care
Oh, sit down on my chair when nobody want to care