Thunder & Beehives Songtext
von Curtis Eller’s American Circus

Like a memory, like the moon, like a shadow
This is not my case to plead
And it will pass by like Roosevelt′s funeral
And we will take everything that we need

And I will hand these songs down to my daughter
Let them blow like a wind through the reeds
Like "Blue Moon Of Kentucky"
Nobody owns this, these are last year's seeds


Nobody owns this
And I don′t mind a garden full of weeds
Nobody owns this, we can take what we need
Nobody owns this, these are last year's seeds

I hear voices in these old, dead transistors
A room in my heart that won't bleed
Like thunder and beehives
Nobody owns this, these are last year′s seeds

Nobody owns this, we can take what we need
Nobody owns this, these are last year′s seeds
Ooo, ooo, ooo these are last year's seeds