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I never knew my motherI can't say it was so badShe was still a girl of seventeen the night she met my dadHe was just six months out of chinoTrying his hardest to stay cleanAnd they'd sing and they'd sing and they'd singLike doves sleeping with broken wingsIn a bed fit for a kingIt didn't mean a thingIt was shot gun forest weddingAnd they forgot to bring the gunAs they were busy counting promisesTo the children not yet bornNo one could afford the ride Everyone hitched up with the 101And they'd sing and they'd sing and they'd singLike doves dancing with broken wingsWith a view fit for a kingIt didn't mean a thingIt was a loneliness They would confessLike the world had gone bad I guessSo they hold hands and look into the eyes of godSongtexteThey'd say tell me why'd ya hide from usWhy'd ya fill the world with wickednessWhy'd ya spare us from the grace but not the rotNow my dad says fuck the detailsJust keep your head down hardYa got to find yourself alone before you'll find the eyes of GodYou make broke and scared and out of jailOut the flesh of your own heartstringsBut you were born to be a peasant not a kingSo just stop acting like your running from somethingYa gonna leave the way you came without a thingWith your heart tattooed and your mind tied to a stringYou just sing and you sing and you singIt doesn't mean a thing Aus Songtexte Mania