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When you wanted it, I was there When you first went in, no one twisted your arm When you tasted it like you'd been tasting it your whole life As you went under into unknown Remember the music pulled out of your head Piano trickling into the cans Insulating guitars, reptilian bass Kick in your face, the snare in your heart You won't get something (Did you make a reservation) You won't get something out of mind (For tonight?) You won't get some things outta my time (I got no reservations) You won't get something out of mind Woozy strings in the garden, you finger the cymbals Gawk at machine heads, cast up your account Suddenly we had too much, the organs were swelling The moonbeams were burning, the arrows did fall Then like the tide went out, the ensemble were dying A quickening flourish, but that's another story Well, I gotta jet, it's already late It's already too soon, I'm ready to jam Your tranquil apartment, the ambient music Music for love time, incantation in song SongtexteNow I stand empty handed at the threshold of silence The end of performance, the end of a life You won't get something out of mind (Did you make a reservation) You won't get some things outta my time (For tonight?) You won't get something out of mind (I got no reservations) You won't get something out of mind Aus Songtexte Mania