Killing Time Songtext
von Jenny Thiele

The gate is closing
Someone runs
Don′t leave your luggage unattended
The coffee's bland
Up and down
Come and go
In and out the air conditioning in on

Everybody here has only one thing on their mind
Everybody here has only one thing on their mind
Killing time


Its Friday night
But we can′t go out
We're playing chess
We're getting drunk
We′re high and low
We′re cooking rice, we're cooking thoughts
And the screen is on and on and on and on and on and on

Everybody here has only one thing on their mind
Everybody here has only one thing on their mind
Killing time

Maybe yes, maybe now, maybe tomorrow
Maybe Wednesday, maybe not

Everybody here has only one thing on their mind
Everybody here has only one thing on their mind

Killing time