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Riding away on your little white horseRemember yourself as a poor, clueless kidblown out and thrown out and groping for your bidLaid out flat in the back of your mindWatching your own sorry self from behindRiding away on your little white horseYou stare down at your legsWaiting for it to stopCalled out and balled out by some self-appointed copblah blah blah said the tongue to the earAnd so you rise to your feetopen up your eyejust in time to see the last in line pass you byDig in your heels, take the bull by the hornCold and naked as the day you were bornRiding away on your little white horseGrow up settle downmake payments on a homeleave little messages on someone or another's phoneif it's not too loud, then you're not too oldSongtextetrust in your bluff and you might never have to foldso now you're ready to dieoh what's the hurry?you're sure enough deaf soon anyway you don't have to worryexiting a dream, suspended in midairhalfway between somewhere and nowhereForget their agendasthere are numbers and they're stackedthe bastards and buggers, and the snakes and the ratsRemember yourself before they've got it through your skullwith their anesthesia, bombast, and bullRiding away on your little white horse Aus Songtexte Mania