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i am staying in the shadows of the lamps that line the way i'm out of breath and on the run my endurance quickly decays on past the books and the clocks past barber poles and cobblestones at every door i stop to knock being locked out is getting old i hear howling of the dogs i hear mewing of the cats i hear moaning of the fog and the squeaking of the rats i hear hissing of the roaches i hear buzzing of the gnats i hear the creaks of the coaches and the cheeping of the bats i hear silence of the spiders i hear flick'ring of the snakes i hear calling of the vultures water cans and garden rakes i smell mincemeat pie she bakes see kids wand'ring in the street, the old burglar's hand who takes and the soot of the chimney sweep Songtextehither and yon my feet wander like a babe without it's nanny and my overactive mind wonders what hides in the nooks and crannies desparately searching for an escape to somewhere that is safe and sound where windows are covered by drapes and all the beasts are tamed and bound and the animals in the alley all come out to feed and i'm lost i've lost the tally of warnings given me i'm lost in this mad maze deeper with each new thing i learn always further up and further in this city has no twists or turns i flee to keep the beasts at bay to distant figures i wave and shout but even though i try and try there's no way back and no way out Aus Songtexte Mania