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Well, up and down the spanish quarter with the smiles of queen of hearts we buried nervous bites of the hours torn up on the streets of the day. The revenge angel drags his chains from the ruins of the last show he shouts "it was by looking for a new job that I found all that fascism under the nails" Before the day comes goin' to the crossroads. Well, up and down the station waiting for the midnight train we lost our way among the trucks of the crusade "from the jungle to the front page" The CIA agent smelled a communist plot and for a new hair-cut he told us about when Dennis Hopper drowned in a sea of Coke in the Grand Canyon Before the day comes goin' to the crossroads. Before the day comes we found out the secret in the corners of the beaten streets runnin' to the crossroads Well, up and down the eternal waste lands where the red guard and the indian dance Songtextetogether with the panter we ask the fans of the mistic caliber to teach us a new prayer The wizard throws the seed in the nuclear wind and says "go and run don't be afraid in the memory of our blood the past will be your brother" Before the day comes goin' to the crossroads. Aus Songtexte Mania