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First thing you know is you don't know a thing Second thing you think about is that you're sinking Third thing is water, fourth thing is air Five are the fingers of wind in your hair You can leave the city that you used to call home You can leave your lover just to love all alone You can leave your father or leave your son And you can leave your clothes on A nerve so sleek has entered your head Take up your sickle, throw it and leave your bed Make sure your will is good and hard Make sure you never let down your guard You can leave your body, you know the technique Leave for two minutes or for two weeks You leave your work and your pleasure undone You can leave your clothes on [much indecipherable whispering] Aus Songtexte Mania