All the Cities Songtext
von Lippie

All the cities
And all the books I have,
I can easily, burn it,

I can burn it.

All the cities
And all the books I have,
I can burn it,
Cause the evil is behind, me

This day is hard
Alone in a room,
To go where,
Traveling with some
Kinds of feelings ...

This day is hard
Alone in a room,
To go where,

Traveling with some
Kinds of feelings ...


Crushed by winter,
Month of January
All faces felt down
Right in front of me.

What else to say,
Where else to go,
What else to say?

All the guns
And political moods,
I can easilly hold them in my hands
And burn it!
Yeah, burn it!

All the guns
And political moods,
I can easilly hold them in my hand
And burn it!
I can burn it
Cause the evil is behind,

This day is hard
Alone in a room,

This day is hard
Where I can go


Traveling with some
Kinds of feelings ...

This day is hard
To go where?

Traveling with some
Certain of feelings ...

Some kinds of feelings!

Crushed by winter,
Month of January
All faces felt down
Right in front of me.

What else to say,
Where else to go,
What else to say?