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Drop the needle on the 45 What a crime to make life so tough Another Sunday morning In your Saturday clothes Meeting your shadow when you've had enough Lost reality's a lonely place One way ticket to the blues Don't take a chance if you know what you want Heads you win, tails I lose Get me out of this state of disgrace When the moon gets too close I'm so out of place Take me out of this state of disgrace There's nothing worse than being too late Oh lord, help me and my bullet blues Oh lord, help me please My bullet blues What am I gonna do I put your picture up on my wall I drank 'til you came alive Your baby blues said nothing at all I sat and watched you until I cried SongtexteGet me out of this state of disgrace When the moon gets too close I'm so out of place Take me out of this state of disgrace There's nothing worse than being too late Oh lord, help me and my bullet blues Oh lord, help me please My bullet blues What am I gonna do All these immoral lies Of virtue, vice and war They burn, scar and scandalize Nobody listens anymore For judge and jury I've played the part No surprises left in store Show me a man that ain't gonna die Give me a life worth living for Get me out of this state of disgrace When the moon gets too close I'm so out of place Take me out of this state of disgrace There's nothing worse than being too late Oh lord, help me and my bullet blues Oh lord, help me please My bullet blues What am I gonna do Aus Songtexte Mania