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When I was a little boy,
I've been told a few things,
Voices that I believed and I followed,
But made me feel so wrong.
I believed that I would have some friends
I could see all my life,
But they thought that it would be a chance
to work and to find a wife,
You said we would be young 'till we die,
and everytime so mad.
Daddy told me how to be a man,
A worker like the one he's always been
and would like me to be,
He said wake up, work hard,
but don't do it like that.
And I kept these rejections and voices in my mind,
And it helped me growing up and building me all the time.
I don't wanna hear,
I don't wanna hear all of your opinions,
I will never want,
I will never want to have the same motions.
Guru was a man I met
in the factory I worked,
And I was walking down the street with him
and all the guys of the party.
We shouted hard, sang loud,
strectched outour arms against our enemies.
You said that we had to act, to show -
The Spade, Bum, Black, Gay, Jew and Gypsy -
who we are;
You've planned to break, to burn and
wipe out their nest, to protect the country.
But i kept on thinking of that crime committed last night,
And it mad me crying, shouting, trembling all the time.
I don't wanna hear,
I don't wanna hear all of your opinions,
I will never want,
I will never want your final solution.
I don't wanna hear,
I don't wanna hear all of your opinions,
I will never want,
I will never want your final solution. |
... and the lipsticks traces