Would you find me my water wings
I’ll bring them along with me
Cause my bank drowns me the coming spring
Just pay them back the fee
But I bought a new car with my credit card
Is that what you really need
And drove straight to the nearest bar
Where you drown in whiskey
Thousands of homes seem to be growing everywhere
Thousands of drones seem to be going everywhere
In a modern metropolis
Where everyone succeeds
I heard a poet in the abyss
Do you have the car keys
Thousands of homes seem to be growing everywhere
Thousands of drones seem to be going everywhere
Passing the land on to my kids
Grown ups forever at the end of their tether
On the land
Hearing a whistle under the lid
From a neo punkrocker leaking old seawater
On the sand
Turn me into the European mold
After the slaughter, next to the farmers daughter
In the Seine