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She saw the Christians in my futureShe saw the victims from my pastShe saw the children I've abandonedStill dripping from their bathesI've heard the waitress from the coffee shopAt the edge of the universeTricks rich men into being slavesAnd keeps their fortunes in her purseTake the hands that come to feed herTake the tongues that aim to please herTake the choir in her flesh that sinksI've come to break you downAnd I knowIn my heartI will not see her againOr the danger Of her alibisAs I followed her back homeThe little of what she knew of meShe scrawled into a poemShe speaks freely in a palorSongtextecuts her absenth down with dirtshe says someday son you'll meet up withall those you have hurtand I know in my heartI will not see her againAs the patrons from the coffee shopThreatens strikes and rogue paradesClaiming they have all given more thanAnyone should give awayHide in the alleys to do their slayingKneel in the streets to be seen prayingBut the waitress you've ignored till nowTo see all you have doneShe saw the Christians in my futureShe saw the victims from my pastShe saw the children I've abandonedStill dripping from their bathesTake the hands that come to feed herTake the tongues that aim to please herTake the choir in her flesh that sinksI will to break you downAnd I knowIn my heartThere is nothing left to hurtBut the waitress at the edge of the universeBut the waitress at the edge of the universeBut the waitress at the edge of the universe café Aus Songtexte Mania