Blood Brothers, The

Crimes
And there's a fire on Junk Island where They send the garbage Is anybody listening? After work we'll watch The Seaguls diving in And out of The lashing towers of flame It twinkles like a pile Of rotten jewels left To bake in the sun SongtexteIs anybody listening? And we're just like those Condom wrappers Used up Torn up Thrown away And we're just like Yesterdays headlines Drifting Floating Towards the blaze And if we rob the Liqour store we could Be in Tijuana By the crack of dawn And if we rob the Mayors mansion We'd pawn his modern art And ma-a-ake a fortune And if we rob the Lonely widow We'd steal her credit cards And buy a cottage by the ocean And we could swim out To Junk Island We'll burn up like those Seaguls and Whiskey bottles Ooooh, Ooooh, Oooh(many times) We're scrapped Valentines We're tangerine Rinds We're Crimes, Crimes, Crimes, Crimes, Crimes (4x) And the children In the subway Eating apple cores Is anybody listening? They're breathing paint Out of plastic bags Their mumbled mouths say Is anybody listening? Uh Ooooh Oh Ohhh Oh Aus Songtexte Mania