Текст песни Stories

Remember all those days in the bunker The radio told us stories The man said war was over We know that help won't come This month, this year Remember all those tricks they've played us Brotherhood and moon trips The man said "dream is over" We know that help won't come This month, this year So we keep on holding, we keep on holding guns And we keep on dreaming. We keep on dreaming with life Nasty life! Living with nothing And you know... God won't help us