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You know a lot can happen after everybody falls asleep Ask the forest fire, ask the cop walking on the beat And do right by them, work a little in your dreams Don't let time rob you, hold onto your memories In the glass houses, in the pages of the Rolling Stone I get a sick feeling, like I'm rocking in a little boat I hear the big church bell, it's ringing like a mobile phone It's such a long Sunday drive to be taking it all alone I want to belong to a reason And cut a new key to the kingdom And if anybody asks me, say I want to belong If anybody asks me, say that it won't take long now If anybody asks me, say I'm going to get it done If anybody asks me, say I got a reason, oh In the vast hard drive, in the satellites that kick and spin They keep the old footage so everything can live again Pretty pink roses, the ostrich and the elephant It's the last Noah's ark, so everything's got to fit In the creased pages of a letter I been trying to send To a young widow who is desperate for some kind of friend You'll find a long list of eligible, handsome men SongtexteWho want to lay with her upon the table of the elements They're going to hold strong to a reason And cut a new key to the kingdom And if anybody asks 'em, say they're going to belong And if anybody asks 'em, say that it won't take long now And if anybody asks 'em, say Man I'm trying to get it done And if anybody asks 'em, say they've got a reason, oh Aus Songtexte Mania