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2014 20 Aug

Almost Like The Blues

von: Manafonistas Filed under: Blog | TB | Tags:  1 Comment

I saw some people starving
There was murder, there was rape
Their villages were burning
They were trying to escape
I couldn’t meet their glances
I was staring at my shoes
It was acid, it was tragic
It was almost like the blues
I have to die a little
Between each murderous thought
And when I’m finished thinking
I have to die a lot
There’s torture and there’s killing
And there’s all my bad reviews
The war, the children missing
Lord, it’s almost like the blues
So I let my heart get frozen
To keep away the rot
My father said I’m chosen
My mother said I’m not
I listened to their story
Of the Gypsies and the Jews
It was good, it wasn’t boring
It was almost like the blues
There is no G-d in Heaven
And there is no Hell below
So says the great professor
Of all there is to know
But I’ve had the invitation
That a sinner can’t refuse
And it’s almost like salvation
It’s almost like the blues


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1 Comment

  1. Uwe Meilchen:

    Ein ganz wunderbarer Songtext (?) – der nuechtern sagt, wie es ist; der wenig Hoffnung laesst – und trotzdem, zumindest fuer mich, sehr troestend ist.

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