Somebody tell me about the rhythm of the 4th floor. Somebody tell me about the rhythm of the dance floor Somebody tell me about the perfect bomb The royal valley on a blitzkrieg bomb Somebody tell me how to use my gun tools Kiss the napalm in the afternoon
I saw the film, I saw the place I live to work for the killing sake When I think you're knocked, when the radio died And the rhythm played from every side
See the rebel and the damage done See the debris and the damage done See the wreckage and the damage done See the film, see the damage done
Somebody tell me about the rhythm of the 4th floor. (This is the image, this is the place) Somebody tell me about the rhythm of the dance floor (This is the way the world will end) Somebody tell me about the ... (The waltzing man have dancing eyes) I need to know about the ... (This is the way the world will end)
Me I'm lost and the radio's dead Now I'm relaxed and the radio's dead The rhythms gone, the radio's dead And the damage done inside my radio.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
