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Aw we recognize, see it in your eyes See it in your eyes, all the lies of the megaphone We know who you are, we're not very far We're not very far, we're the cop and the criminal Aw we recognize, aw we recognize See it in your eyes, all the lies of the megaphone We know who you are, we know who you are We're not very far, we're the cop and the criminal Skin the rabbit, skin skin the rabbit There's a lot of people saying that we're grieving about the track that we're on Skin the rabbit, skin skin the rabbit Makes you wonder about the faces and the aces that have crawled up the arm Skin the rabbit, can you turn my gold to wine? Stone to stone, the needle and the eye Oil in the sand, a gun in every hand A gun in every hand and we die like the buffalo Feel it in the dawn, won't be very long Won't be very long, in the age of the methadone Oil in the sand, oil in the sand A gun in every hand and we die like the buffalo Feel it in the dawn, feel it in the dawn Won't be very long, in the age of the methadone Songtexte Skin the rabbit, skin skin the rabbit There's a lot of people saying that we're grieving about the track that we're on Skin the rabbit, skin skin the rabbit Makes you wonder about the faces and the aces that have crawled up the arm Skin the rabbit, can you turn my gold to wine? Stone to stone, the needle and the eye Is there anyone else? Is there anyone else? Is there anyone else who can Who can read my mind Who can read my mind Who can read my mind 'cause it's no longer mine Skin the rabbit, skin skin the rabbit There's a lot of people saying that we're grieving about the track that we're on Skin the rabbit, skin skin the rabbit Makes you wonder about the faces and the aces that have crawled up the arm Skin the rabbit, can you turn my gold to wine? Stone to stone, the needle and the eye Skin the rabbit, skin skin the rabbit There's a lot of people saying that we're grieving about the track that we're on Skin the rabbit, skin skin the rabbit Makes you wonder about the faces and the aces that have crawled up the arm Skin the rabbit, can you turn my gold to wine? Stone to stone, the needle and the eye Aus Songtexte Mania