AK 47 - Songtext

All this feelings that i get
makes me longing to be dead for a week or two
all this solid noisy sound
makes me turn my head around for a echo, too

All this futile sanity
makes me longing to be free with this custody
all this coupled interaction
will erase my satisfaction with quiet agony

so fire fire
come on come on come on

All this feelings that I get
makes my heart sound sad for a year or two
with my finger on the trigger
that will make my head go bigger and my life anew

All this sickness that I get
when I look into the heads of these faces frawn
For a better world it seems
I’d better build a machine for mowing lawns

so fire
come on come on