Bees 'N E's Songtext
von Harijan

A conversation held that would be straight to the point: I don′t believe in many things
He said he's nothing but a grain of sand on a beach, might as well enjoy being it
I don′t know why the hell I even tried to convince I sympathise way too much
The pub is far more tempting and provides a relief too convenient to be refused

I wanna spend my weekends poppin' pills
I'd rather spend my nights off smokin′ weed
I′d love to think change could be made
I'll be there when the revolution comes
But I don′t care and I have no enemies

Another friend of mine: I got a carrot to chase and the scent is sending me spinning
There ain't a lot on offer but there′s my soul to sell, the only route to security
I'll climb this greasy ladder till I get to the top and I know that thought is killing me
But my time here′s far, far too short and what else have I got I don't mind this life much anyway


I wanna spend my weekends poppin' pills
I′d rather spend my nights off smokin′ weed
I'd love to think change could be made
I′ll be there when the revolution comes
But I don't care and I have no enemies

A conversation held that would be straight to the point: I don′t believe in many things
He said he's nothing but a grain of sand on a beach, might as well enjoy being it
I don′t know why the hell I even tried to convince I sympathise way too much
The pub is far more tempting and provides a relief too convenient to be refused

Grab what you can while there's time
Join the race to line your own hand
Should we feel guilty of goals?
While the world around us crumbles
Choices in direction of where our lives go, what path to choose
I get so cut up deep inside this soul of mine
Excuses and stories of decline
Is there a line one can simply draw?
Between careers and social onus?

We are entering the end
Time of eternal war
Fight for the last resource
Prepare for harder days