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I was born to start a revolution It would be my contribution to a worldwide resurrection I was born to start a million fires The joy of men's desires was laid in my hand But I was born a weak and worried thinker with an eagerness to know myself that throws it all away 'Cos all I can think of is love and Saturday and how the golden road can seize to glare Oh, man What if I just don't gave a damn? How wonderful But after all the worst can't be that bad Oh, man What if I knew how to say "Stop no, let go"? Oh, the angelheaded demon's-tongue who thought he knew why some mirrors crack so easily SongtexteOh, now he ain't got a clue And every now and then it seems to me it's come to this that promises and prophecies was all I had to give 'Cos all I can think of is love and Saturday and how the golden road can seize to glare Oh, man What if I just don't gave a damn? How wonderful Hut after all the worst can't be that bad Oh, man What if I knew how to say "Stop no, let go"? Oh, love The worst can't be that bad Oh, love Saturday, and how the golden road can seize to glare Oh, man What if I just don't gave a damn? How wonderful But after all the worst can't be that bad Oh, man Seems like a joy surrender Love Aus Songtexte Mania