كلمات Goodbye, Max!

The scraping is complete and we're out on the street. Killers on the loose and we're holding hands- it's still protected by the law. Thank our lucky stars there weren't any kooks with placards in hand. Girlfriend, come near, we're having a bad year. The saddest thing: I thought this would bring us closer. Do we deny it to the end, to ourselves and to our friends? Do we file it away: dead babies, mortal sins? Or could it get us off 'cause we act like little gods? Girlfriend, come near, I'm having a bad year. The saddest thing: I thought this would bring us closer. Killers on the loose and we're holding hands- it's still protected by the law. Thank our lucky stars there weren't any kooks with placards in hand of fetuses in tubes our baby red and blue, black and blue.