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Water may stop warmth, this do not forget When things become too warm make them a little wet And douse them with a mouthful, put the baby down Clean the earth surrounding and cause the warm to drown And introduce to every soul a drink made of tears Hear them bicker, watch them die impaled on balsa spears And looking in the morning the streets are flooded out The men are wailing toothless, the ladies ghostly pout And they shout : Our shoes are wet, our skin is cold And we no longer fear the voices of the brave or bold Making what is to come clear Well, future is diminished by what today we did We wetted warmth and killed it and in the water hid We wetted warmth and killed it and in the water hid Aus Songtexte Mania