Bazon’s Song Songtext
von Tiflis Transit
Bazon’s Song Songtext
For some reason I′m waiting in line
For some reason, with some aim in mind
Hunting tin boxes over glued gravel
Concretely the legs appear and or re-appear
Stumbling now, too
For some reason I quit and decline
In the long run
- Pardon me
What kind of long run?
Always when the head kicks in
Time replacing aim in mind
We nod ourselves through the swarm
Swarming gum onto isles of temporary stays
From herb to curb
In the long run
- Pardon me
What kind of long run?
For some reason, with some aim in mind
Hunting tin boxes over glued gravel
Concretely the legs appear and or re-appear
Stumbling now, too
For some reason I quit and decline
In the long run
- Pardon me
What kind of long run?
Always when the head kicks in
Time replacing aim in mind
We nod ourselves through the swarm
Swarming gum onto isles of temporary stays
From herb to curb
In the long run
- Pardon me
What kind of long run?
Writer(s): Birk Buttchereyt, Fabian Till Reinkenhoff Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
