Requiem For A Lightweight Songtext

von The Slugs

Lined up and craning for a view
Lined up like animals two by two
Declare him perfect and justified
But he says you should never have more
Than you can hide

There is no dent in the big man's armour
There is no blood running in his veins.
Just a requiem

How does he move his flock along?
They learn the language of his song
How does he get his voice that way?
And what the hell did he just say?

If you find out too much about the winner of your election
You might find he's just another normal sinner with an erection
Just a requiem

We keep him neatly in his role
He knows his putty fills our hole
But his fantasies are just as sick
Anointing foreheads with a brick

He walks silently, no one suspecting
He's picking pockets while they're genuflecting
Just a requiem
Just a requiem