Charta 77 "Can�T Stand It" |
I was standing there in nomans land In the dark dark night, I couldn�t see my hand I was searching for some light so I could see The rain was hard, the wind was cold My feet were wet and I stood there on my own But I can�t stand it any more Open the windows, open teh doors I�ve got an idea in my head Is this the town of the living dead They build it up with the force of hate If you don�t look out it will be to late And you�re in their private army of their cause You can close your eyes but it won�t go away I can�t place the face but I can place the words they say All the same Transform the crowd, make them dance The same old music puts them in a trance They say that you are special, not unique Put the showers on, let it burn again If you don�t say no, you�re responsible my friend You�ve got the power, we kill for you You�ve got the courage to help us through You�ve got the vision, you�ve got the gift We beg you to lead us and we follow you to hell Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |