It's six o'clock
Still in bed to my dismay
People are hurrying though the town
They work all the day saving their pay
To bay themselves into a better life
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na ...
I stagger out of bed and wash my aching head
Trough my window shines the sun-light bright and clean
Look on people's head
Looks like pearls in river beds
And then laugh about their little world
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na ...
I stagger out of bed and wash my aching head
Trough my window shines the sun-light bright and clean
Look on people's head
Looks like pearls in river beds
And then laugh about their little world
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na ...
Writer(s): Frank Bornemann, Erich Schriever, Manfred Wieczorke
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