N.A.C Songtext

von OVERGROUND ACOUSTIC UNDERGROUND

Pepper in the air,
Cant stop this sneezing from the junk.
Even in the afternoon,
Serve it with a wooden spoon.
Terrified of terrifying statements on the tube,
What a perfect tool to break the mood.
Oh and all their prayers are consummated in the currency,
Never mind the family they say that trend is dead,
But its all the same to me.

Make a leader of me,
There's fire on the mountains and blood in the sea,
No where left to run and hide,
I'm high in the seat with the world by my side,
But conversations died.

Doubled over on the tiles,
To kiss the floor goodbye.
A second entry in the lights,
Watching as the jokers fight.
Two by two they file out,
To an uninvited dawn,
Only to bed with curtains drawn.
Every day a slight submission,
Keeps the truth alive,
Round each bend a new addition,
Keeps you satisfied.

Make a leader of me,
There's fire on the mountain and blood in the sea,
No where left to run and hide,
I'm high in the seat with the world by my side,

Make a leader of me,
There's fire on the mountain and blood in the sea,
No where left to run and hide,
I'm high in the seat with the world by my side,

Make a leader of me,
There's fire on the mountain and blood in the sea,
No where left to run and hide,
I'm high in the seat with the world by my side,
But conversations died.