I hate to spoil the party, but the keg is running dry
The DJ finished repertoire and no cannapes in sight
So why you keep on dancing on soil of broken glass
Life seems like a bottle - empty - Sobriety comes fast
The dawn is long gone over and doubters are taboo
The king is throwing parties all for footsteps on the moon
The curfew on the party is 5 minutes to noon
I hope we all can spare the trip to party on the moon
They never promised you anything but to put some
Footsteps on the moon
They never promised you anything but to put some
Footsteps on the moon
The never promised you anything
The never promised you anything, anything but
Footsteps on the moon
Hangover comes into play the underling wake up
The king's stuck in his boudoir the best chicks have been fucked
Loans that he is chasing with lack of compensation
The kingdom they have jeopardized, ressources being wasted
The basic needs are fed to late the moon stepped on too soon
So never promise anything like footsteps on the moon
I hate to spoil the party but the king is out of bloom
I hope he finds a way of how to party on the moon
They never promised you anything but to put some
Footsteps on the moon
They never promised you anything but to put some
Footsteps on the moon
The never promised you anything
The never promised you anything, anything but
Footsteps on the moon
They never promised you anything but to put some
Footsteps on the moon
They never promised you anything but to put some
Footsteps on the moon
The never promised you anything
The never promised you anything, anything
Footsteps on the moon
Ohh
They never promised you anything but to put some
Footsteps on the moon
They never promised you anything but to put some
Footsteps on the moon
The never promised you anything
The never promised you anything, anything but
Footsteps on the moon
Writer(s): Steffen Wilmking, Henning Wehland, Stephan Hinz, Vincent Sorg
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