Daddy's Hands

Strangled Planets
I have to wear my helmet to the strangled planetI don't want to goI don't want to goIt's never what you are, it's what you wearIn the tangled carcass of the billboard monkeyI don't want to go But when I do I have to wear my brand new helmetEverybody's happy when everyone's gathered at the sundialEveryone's afraid to make friendsGod knows there isn't timeWhere have I been?Drunk of the glare of my skinny tim sin zoltan! zoltan!In folding human hope I wrote the final earthling joke:Waiter, there's a contest in my soupBut I'm so sick of talking about you So what up when I've got the conchEverybody's happy when everyone's gathered at the sundialEveryone's afraid to make friendsGod knows there isn't timeI have to wear my helmet Aus Songtexte Mania