St.Walter Songtext
von Moses Hazy

We rode over no-mans-land,
Me and Zach that southern slack
With seed of sound to plant
And to make it bloom in this quicksand

Like r′n'r aliens
All these heads in all these hands
No enemies nor friends
just one man yelling "I′m in the band!"

So, Walter, give us a shelter
and let us sleep under your wings
to find out what tomorrow morning brings
St. Walter, you never get older
and all these young girls worship your soul,
it's saucer full of rock'n′roll


Another sleepless night, ¨
another morning-go,
don′t know if we're digging out our devils
or trying to keep′em in their holes

-The wind is blowing colder
Breath of beast has reached wild east
-No use for revolver
In this rodeo active

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What what coffee tea what hurry up

From pointless pressures to thoughtless pleasures?
.This is the place to be.
In empty desert you're seeking treasure
Or is it all inside of me.?

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