Songtext von Give It Up

She said: What about all the promises What about all the things that we build in the sky And he said: Smiling grow up little child Can't you see it ain't the way the world goes round I'm getting nervous, I'm biting my lips And I will be your rider of the apocalypse And all the bars are filed with crowds Sounds of laughs and cheerful shouts Friday 13th no way out And I refuse to be a part of those who simply give it up I'd rather give my all then just give it up And I refuse to be a part of those who simply give dreams up I'd rather give my all than just give it up And she said: What about all the promises What about all the things that we build in the sky And he said: Smiling grow up little child Can't you see it ain't the way the world goes round And I refuse to be a part of those who simply give it up I'd rather give my all then just give it up A band is playing their last song It's all quiet at the western front And all we dream is what we want And all we want is what we are And I refuse to be a part of those who simply give it up I'd rather give my all then just give it up And I refuse to be a part of those who simply give dreams up I'd rather give my all than just give it up