Merry Go Down Songtext
von Foe

When you′re brushing your teeth, what do you see?
Washed up, spat out idiocy.
When you won't write letters to men from her teens...
Your children are burning the bible.
When you′re tired and chew, how do you feel?
The payroll makes up for the fact that you're ill and
sick of the sight of your pavement-grey suit
and the view from the office-box window.

Just go back to bed if you feel like it.
Merry go 'round will wake you up again.
Don′t cry when I′ll turn to dust in the end.
Merry go 'round, bring us back again.

When she′s waiting at home, forced to sleep.
Dreaming of promises that you could never keep,
and the smell of her perfume, wonders: "Not hers?"
A life full of lies, but things could be worse, so...


Just go back to bed if you feel like it.
Merry go 'round will wake you up again.
Don′t cry when I'll turn to dust in the end.
Merry go ′round, bring us back again.

Washed up, spelled out, that's a lot like you.
Cheap thrills, late nights, do you realize
that millions of children are burning their bibles?
Finding and cursing, you're the example.

Washed up, spelled out, that′s a lot like you.
Cheap thrills, late nights, do you realize
that millions of children are burning their bibles?
You′re the example. What an example.

Just go back to bed if you feel like it.
Merry go 'round will wake you up again.
Don′t cry when I'll turn to dust in the end.
Merry go ′round, bring us back again.

Just go back to bed if you feel like it.
Merry go 'round will wake you up again.
Don′t cry when I'll turn to dust in the end.
Merry go 'round, bring us back again.