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The emperor is downGoodbye, don't cryAll their secrets are foundTheir technics on bulding bombs and how to flyYour mind is drilling through mineThe sky is falling all downI whisper that everything is fineEverything is fine, everything is fineI wish that you could see yourself nowMaybe you would laugh, or maybe you would cry outThe doctors are coming to get usBut I don't know what they want from us, from usMy mother's got fire in her eyesI got boxes in my mind I want to openI got no medicine, it's too expensiveEverything is fine, everything is fineI got an urge that is more than plasticI know a doctor that is willing to fix itHe gives me salt in a package he can help meAnd the sky is falling down Aus Songtexte Mania