Take the road on your wheelchair
Roll it out tonight! Cause there's only one option for us right now
One of us got to get down
If you don't hear my call for help, You're in another world boy!
I've lost my faith in the pure, blue skied summertime
I've been lying awake at night thinking,
That son of a fuck dragged me down and now I'm lost
Can you help me find my long way back home?
The traffic lights are even dimmer then my past
Give me a sign, some kind of religion, Allah, Buddha
I don't care, I don't dare to choose one sign, one heart one feeling one God
CAUSE IT'S ONE BLOOD FLOATING IN THE STREAM
IT'S ONE BLOOD FLOATING IN THE STREAM??
Every day that goes I need more and more people around me,
People I can rely to
Not those fucking sellouts I read about in the papers
Who's only hope are equally dumb consumers
I'm up on that stage, I'm up here, You're down there
Does that make me more important? more intelligent?
More likely to live that happy standard life your parents sets you out to?
I don't Know
- Your in a position most kids dream of
I don't Know
- You can be as weak as the man sleeping on newspapers
I don't Know
You're still set out to tell the dirty mans story
I don't know
- Other people are talking and thinking about you as we speak
But I've seen them out there as well
- Yeah, but you don't know them do you!?
No but they don't know me either
- Well, they think they do!,
THEY THINK THEY DO!!!
So what do I need to get through the day?
- ONE BLOOD!
What do I need to break on through the night?
- ONE HEART!
What do I do to get along with these, these fools?
- ONE SOUL!
Why don't I just go back to the steal factory? Or the warehouse?
Or the railroad? Get the fuck out of here, get the fuck out of music,
Back to the days when we had one heart, one brain one soul, one God
CUS IT'S ONE BLOOD FLOATING IN THE STREAM
IT'S ONE BLOOD FLOATING IN THE STREAM
CUS IT'S ONE BLOOD FLOATING IN THE STREAM
IT'S ONE BLOOD FLOATING IN THE STREAM
CUS IT'S ONE BLOOD FLOATING IN THE STREAM
IT'S ONE BLOOD FLOATING IN THE STREAM
我真爱这首歌儿
我真爱歌里的歇斯底里.
坐着你的轮椅上路
转动它去夜晚！因为我们如今只剩下一个选择
我们两者之一将被击垮
如果你听不见我的求救，那是因为你在另一个世界小子！
我已在纯粹的蓝天夏日时光中失去了信仰
夜里总是睡不着，我清醒地躺着想
那些婊子养的连累了我，现在我迷失了
你能帮我找到回家的长路吗？
交通灯光甚至比我的过去还暗淡
给我一个标志吧，随便某种宗教，真主阿拉，佛祖
我不在乎，我不害怕选择一个标志，一颗心，一种感觉，一个上帝
因为那是一颗血滴漂在激流中
那是一颗血滴漂在激流中
每一天过去，我变得需要越来越多人在我周围
于是我便能依赖他们
不是那些我在报纸上读到的该死的演出
它们唯一依靠的是那些每一个都同样愚蠢的消费者
我站在台上，我站在这里，而你站在台下
难道那就让我更重要？更聪明？
看起来更可能过着你父母为你规划的快乐的规范生活？
我不知道
——“大多数孩子梦想着成为你如今这样”
我不知道
——“你本可能像睡在报纸上的流浪汉那样凄惨”
我不知道
——“你仍准备去唱唱边缘人的故事”
我不知道
——“当我们交谈的时候人们在议论和想象着你”
但我也在外面观察了他们
——“是啊，但你不了解他们不是吗？”
是的，但他们也不了解我
——“好吧，但他们以为了解你”
他们自以为了解！
那么我需要什么来熬过这一天？
——一滴血！
我需要什么来穿越黑夜？
——一颗心！
我需要做什么才能跟那些，那些白痴相处？
——一个灵魂！
我为什么不干脆回到钢铁工厂？或者批发商店？
或者铁路公司？离开这鬼地方，离开这该死的音乐、音乐圈
回到当我们还拥有一颗心、一个大脑、一个灵魂、一个上帝的旧时光？！
因为那是一颗血滴漂在激流中
那是一颗血滴漂在激流中
因为那是一颗血滴漂在激流中
那是一颗血滴漂在激流中
> 我来回应