Come on!
It seems that you never forget that
Your burnt tree always leaves you clean my friend
It seems that you won’t ever care if someone could smell
Something burning through the choking air

Come on!

It seems that you are really proud of your brand new face
That can hide your dirty hands
It seems that you are really proud of your slimy tongue
That repeats “I’m really proud”

And now the line has grown
And now the line has grown
Between the different lines the party’s over quitting old accords
6… 5… 4…
3… Wake up! You’re running late
2… The lights are now turned off, and
1… The street is like a snake
He knows the secrets of the rock

Inside the loop
I’ve got to find the way to get outside
And as I’m leaving my view changes the shape of the block
The truth is in the eyes, the truth is in the eyes
It doesn’t look the same

Once upon a time I used to say
Bliss is a sort of compromise
But I was wrong
‘Cause I catch my breath just when I run

And now the line has grown
And now the line has grown
Between the different lines the party’s over quitting old accords
6… 5… 4…
3… Wake up! You’re running late
2… The lights are now turned off, and
1… The street is like a snake
He knows the secrets of the rock

Inside the loop
I’ve got to find the way to get outside
And as I’m leaving my view changes the shape of the block
The truth is in the eyes, the truth is in the eyes
Running away from the loop

And I’ll come back to talk about a lonely love
And I’ll come back to talk about a lonely love
And I’ll come back to talk about a lonely love (I’ve lost too much blood!)
And I’ll come back to talk about a lonely love
Soon, as soon as possible first I’ve got to solve the problem
Burning, burning like a fire

About a lonely love!