On Your Feet Or On Your Knees
Album - senza data - Debaser id 830428

I am becalmed
Lost to nothing
Warm weather and
Holocaust

Left to die by two good friends
Abandoned me and put to sleep
Left to die by two good friends
Tears of god flow as I bleed

So ladies fish and gentlemen
Here's my angled dream
See me in the blue sky bag
And meet me by the sea

Oyster boys are
Swimming for me now
Save me from the
Death-like creatures

Oyster boys are swimming now
Hear them chatter on the tide
We understand, we understand
But fear is real and so do I

So ladies fish and gentlemen
Here's my angled dream
See me in the blue sky bag
And meet me by the sea

Oyster boys are
Swimming for me
Just one deal is what
We made now

Forest keys and whirlwind cold
Green keys too and keys of gold
And even locks that don't explode
When the skies become a scroll

So ladies fish and gentlemen
Here's my angled dream
See me in the blue sky bag
And meet me by the sea

Riding the underground
Swimming in sweat
A rumble above and below
Hey cop don't you know
The heat's on all right
The hot summer day didn't quit for the night

1277 express to heaven
Speeding along like dynamite
1277 express to heaven
Rumbles the steel like a dogfight
You caught me in a spell
Trying to leave but you know darn well
The heat from below can burn your eyes out

Blackened out eyes
Scratched on the wall
Stoned out looks from the crowd
The king will not know
On the wall it was said
The flash of his cards was sprayed with red

1277 express to heaven
Speeding along like dynamite
1277 express to heaven
Rumbles the steel like a dog fight
You caught me in a spell
Trying to leave but you know darn well
The heat from below can burn your eyes out

1277 express to...
1277 express to...
1277 express to heaven
Speeding along like dynamite
1277 express to heaven
Rumbles the steel like a dogfight
You caught me in a spell
Trying to leave but you know darn well
The heat from below can burn, Yeah burn!
Your eyes out
Your eyes out

Your eyes out!
out! out! out! out!
out! out! out! out!

Instrumental

Goering's on the phone from Freiburg
Says Willie's done quite a job
Hitler's on the phone from Berlin
Says I'm gonna make you a star

My Captain Von Ondine is your next patrol
A flight of English bombers across the canal
After twelve they'll all be here
I think you know the job

They hung there dependant from the sky
Like some heavy metal fruit
These bombers are ripe and ready to tilt
Must these Englishmen live that I might die
Must they live that I might die

In a G-load disaster from the rate of climb
Sometimes I'd faint and be lost to our side
But there's no reward for failure - but death
So watch me in mirrors keep in the glidepath

Get me through these radars, no, I cannot fail
While my great silver slugs are eager to feed
I can't fail - No, not now
When twenty five bombers wait ripe

They hung there dependant from the sky
Like some heavy metal fruit
These bombers are ripe and ready to tilt
Must these Englishmen live that I might die
Must they live that I might die

ME-262 prince of turbojet
Junker's Jumo 004
Blasts from clustered R4M quartets in my snout
And see these English planes go burn

Well, you be my witness, how red were the skies
When the fortresses flew for the very last time
It was dark over Westphalia
In April of '45

They hung there dependant from the sky
Like some heavy metal fruit
These bombers are ripe and ready to tilt
Must these Englishmen live that I might die
Must they live that I might die

Must these Englishmen live that I might die...Junker's jommo 004

Bombers at 12 o'clock high