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I wasn't asleep when I wokeThe cruel butt of your jokeFists too heavy to throwAnd besides, no one to watch the showWhy can't I let it go, andWhy can't I let it show, andMy fear of medicine, andI am my father's sonAnd all these things that fall to piecesEverybody has their reasonsI want to watch the crowdI am not flying the planeThe crowd has all gone insaneI touched everybody with my caneNo, no, fell to my kneesI didn't come this farTo never stop and watch, andI thrown with my handsAll cannons that I hadTo make sure it all falls to piecesEverybody has their reasonsI want to watch the crowdSongtexteAnd again and againAnd again and again and againYou turn it on, you turn it on againAnd again and againAnd again and again and againYou turn it on, you turn it on againI wasn't asleep when I wokeThe cruel butt of your jokeThen like an angel she spokeWords to heavy to quoteShe said, yeahMy faith in medicine, andI am my father's sonAnd all these things that fall to peicesEverybody has their reasonsI want to watch the crowd Aus Songtexte Mania