Songtext von Deborah

Deborah is pugging may flowers And diving in strawberry dreams Yeah, fancy girl, life Is in your hands a blue beam Jesus himself came to earth To save Deborahs' heart Poor girl you played your role In the crucifying part A drunk clown Is god to her And men god's waiters on earth Ten thousand wasps with frowning caps Let's change this world to vanity For a better time of living, a better time I dared myself if I should fall from grace With god All the things we have Cruel toys of fashion All the life we live A sad lovers passion We cannot read in open books As our exasperation Wouldn't make us able to break Even a rule Take her life and break her fingers Take her life and break her fingers Take her life and break her fingers Take her life and break her fingers But she will stay alive Hey, hey, alive Hey, hey, alive Hey, hey, alive