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Say a word for the foreign legionsShe was once the apple of their eyeSusie on high, no more than a memory as the years go passing bySusie on highShe was once our lover, now we cry"This is the morning of Susie High"Will we find another butterfly?This is the mourning of Susie HighThis is the mourning of Susie HighThis is the mourning of Susie HighSusie High"Did you think she'd live forever? (Did you think the Gods would let her?)Living lighter than a feather? (Ha, my little go-getter)She was never very shy, Susie HighA walking imitation of the skySusie made up a big inventionFamous for the things that made her flySusie on high, mechanical mistress, wings a-light in darkest skySusie on highA champion of aeronautic mindsThis is the mourning of Susie HighYet another sparrow left behindSongtexteThis is the mourning of Susie HighThis is the mourning of Susie HighThis is the mourning of Susie HighSusie HighShe tried to fly beyond the ocean (causing such a big commotion)They played the tape in slower motion (so amazing, such devotion)And then she fell into the Rhine, Susie HighA walking imitation of the sky"Downwards you go when you follow the rainbowAmbition's a bastard afoot at your tableThe Queen of our hearts, hardly more than a fableThe Queen of all lies, Susie High""Ah, Susie, we believed in ya, we trusted yaBut you let us downAnd now. we're crying our eyes out for ya1"So every bird that ever chances (into our erotic glances)Might be Susie back to Kansas (is she ours or is she Oz?)And if you flap your wings you just might flySusie High, a walking imitation of the sky Aus Songtexte Mania