Keys to the Century Songtext

von Robbers On High Street

Things might change
Things might get better
So you drive off through the murky weather
Work it all to the bone
But feel sudden peace
With keys to the century

Could I be right?

So papa where you been?
I've been not that far
From Mercury to the mountains of Yefa
Creation's easy when there's love aplenty
When the bar's empty
You get to see how

Your baby teethes
You only fight for three
You want them all to know your name
Go back to baby
Please Mary, oh Michael do see

You want them all to know your name
Please Mary, oh Michael do see

No choices you've seen
Caught somewhere in between
You want them all to know your name
Oh your baby daddies
Mary, oh Michael do see

So do for me, I do for you
Fight this world as I need to

Shadow boxin' basement games
With Sunday boys on summer days

Technocratic business when
You're a glitch inside the satellite's skin

So do for me, I do for you
Fight this world as I need to

Cool, happy, right
Cool, happy, right

So do for me, I do for you
Fight this world as I need to