FRUITS

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meantime in L.A.

rushtime in NY

smogtime in the cities

the cars crawl down the roads

 

I see no place

for the new born children

of the human race

(Break )

since I was born

I took a feeling in my heart

of a natural life

without the hole bullshit of  civilisation

 

tell me what´s about it

I can´t understand

why we need this science fiction world

(Break und soloparts)

there´s no place

for indians

there´s no place

for aborigenes

there´s no place

for all natural common people

 

crazy minds make the rules

violence and war decree our life

 

that´s bullshit I want get back

drink the water of clear rivers

eat the fruits of a healthy vegetable kingdom

 

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© 2003 by Gert Klimanschewski