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Smoke is rising from the houses People burying their dead I ask somebody what the time is But time doesn't matter to them yet People talking without speaking Trying to take what they can get I ask you if you remember Prospekt, how could I forget? Drums! Here it comes Don't you wish that life can be as simple As fish swimming round in a barrel when you've got the gun? Oh and I run Here it comes We're just two little figures in a soup bowl Trying to get behind some kind of control But I wasn't one But here am I on my own in a separate sky And here I lie on my own in a separate sky I don't wanna die on my own here tonight And here I lie on my own in a separate sky Aus Songtexte Mania