Songtext von Tumbleweeds

People join together To talk about the weather And I just don't belong Crisis fill the papers But I sleep later To dream a sing-a-song Try to mean a thing Just like tumbleweed's spin To be honoured with gentle parades Say you came to show What everybody's up to know You've got time to decline Being evil's so divine The junkies become preachers I never do the the dishes Cause water's fucking rare The scientist go mystic While pope is master cynic My word is everywhere Try to mean a thing Just like tumbleweed's spin To be honoured with gentle parades Say you came to show What everybody's up to know You've got time to decline Being evil's so divine