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You walk around and You're falling down and Everyone sounds like they're loving you Hey child - This isn't quite real It's more like a fantasy And when you come to You will be a wallflower like the rest of them Drinking is cheating It's dizzy dreaming And far too easy Sober up and learn to feel the burn Yes, this poison is manufactured Yet helps my dead mind to rapture This creation stems from intoxication Is it raining? is it snowing? Is a hurricane a'blowing? Not a speck of light is showing So the danger must be growing Are the fires of hell a'glowing? Is the grisly reaper mowing? Yes! the danger must be growing For the rowers keep on rowing And they certainly aren't showing Any signs that they are slowing... Aus Songtexte Mania