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The sun came up with no conclusions Flowers sleeping in their beds The city's cemetery's humming I'm wide awake, it's morning And I have my drugs, I have my woman They keep away my loneliness My parents, they have their religion But sleep in separate houses I read the body count out of the paper And now it's written all over my face And no one ever plans to sleep out in the gutter But sometimes that's just the most comfortable place So I'm singing, drinking, breathing, writing Everyday I'm on the clock My mind races with all my longings But can't keep up with what I got So I hope I don't sound too ungrateful What history gave modern men A telephone to talk to strangers Machine guns and a camera lens So when you're asked to fight a war that's over nothing You know it's best to join the side that's gonna win SongtexteAnd no one's sure how all of this got started But we're gonna make 'em God damn certain how it's gonna end Well I could have been a famous singer If I had someone else's voice But failures always sounded better Let's fuck it up, boys, make some noise The sun came up with no conclusions Flowers sleeping in their beds The city's cemetery's humming I'm wide awake, it's morning Aus Songtexte Mania