Back in the days, 1960s-70s, anguish was a daily routine. Playing children disappeared without trace, kidnapped by a black limousine. A black Volga’s coming around, white wheel rims stopping at your side. They need your blood for the upper class. Nowhere to run or hide.
Legends come and go, they just live for the show, a friend of a friend just told me so. They bring pain or bliss, no one will know, the devil´s in the mist wherever you go. Some say they´re true, some say they´re not, some will survive and some will rot. When all you´ve got is a little luck, then it´s all made up. But this time it´s not.
This time it´s War! You´re hung and quartered in Warsaw. Believe it or not, it´s a fact, tonight it´s just War! You´re hung and quartered in Warsaw. Once they´re here for the attack, you ain´t coming back!
Word-of-mouth recommendations, their plot exists behind a veil. A few are malicious, others are superstition and maybe the Volga’s still on his trail. Maybe he passes your way and they ask you what time is it. You think nothing of it, you´re just polite, the next day, same time, you´re dead.
Legends come and go, they just live for the show, a friend of a friend just told me so. They bring pain or bliss, no one will know, the devil´s in the mist wherever you go. Some say they´re true, some say they´re not, some will survive and some will rot. When all you´ve got is a little luck, then it´s all made up. But this time it´s not.
This time it´s War! You´re hung and quartered in Warsaw. Believe it or not, it´s a fact, tonight it´s just War! You´re hung and quartered in Warsaw. Once they´re here for the attack, you ain´t coming back!
Legends come and go, they just live for the show, a friend of a friend just told me so. They bring pain or bliss, no one will know, the devil´s in the mist wherever you go. Some say they´re true, some say they´re not, some will survive and some will rot. When all you´ve got is a little luck, then it´s all made up. But this time it´s not.
This time it´s War! You´re hung and quartered in Warsaw. Believe it or not, it´s a fact, tonight it´s just War! You´re hung and quartered in Warsaw. Once they´re here for the attack, you ain´t coming back!
This time it´s War! You´re hung and quartered in Warsaw. Believe it or not, it´s a fact, tonight it´s just War! You´re hung and quartered in Warsaw. Once they´re here for the attack, you ain´t coming back!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
