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Now, this is not funnyThe shortest time feels like the longest timeIt's surely a dreamor I'm just an unreliable witness to everythingThe burning cars of movie starsunwrap the city one backstreet at a timeThe severed heads of supermen,see how they're different when you hold them under the lightNow she's got all, she's got all your answersso you better take us to your leader'cause one thing is for sure - we're gonna get what we deserveNow the street is a riverand the sounds drift up to our window up aboveand we run down to drown under the currentto go rushing ever forward to find a cheap cure for memoryWe drink our fill from wishing wellswe feed coins into machines until they're throwing them upin crowded bars under neon starsuntil there's new blood racing 'round the both of usNow she's got all, she's got all your answersWhen she clicks, she clicks her heels togetherAnd when she snaps, when she snaps her fingersOh, she says "You better take us to your leader'cause my love, my word - we're finally gonna get what we deserve" Aus Songtexte Mania