IN THE MORNING TIME
music ©by mafish, text ©by ralf moß
In the morning time
When fog crawls on the fields
I don’t mind
To break the morning run
For watching the sheep
The race has time
One hour for the rush
I leave behind
Work and watch and boss
It’s so nice, nice outside
Nice, nice and loud
Cars, no parking place
Car-wars that St. Lucas plays
Time, don’t waste your time
Run, to be the prime
Rush, rush don’t think too much
Come on, touch and go
Down in the city
Down on the street
Living is easy
If you beat
Anybody
Wrong religion:
Oppression
Wrong color:
No shelter
Down in the city...
Wrong part of the city:
What a pity
And you’re only problem is a place to park
What a laugh, you’re such an easy mark
And it’s everyday the same
No chance to win the game
No place for you in this world
Only tricks, and never treat
Down in the city...
I won’t believe
I’m such a fool
But I don’t need
Those knocks in my face
But they say:
Down in the city...
And it’s everyday the same
No chance to win the game
No place for you in this world
Only tricks, and never treat
Wrong religion:
Oppression
Wrong color:
No shelter
But sometimes in the morning time
I’m leaving all behind
Watching sheep
Down the fields
I want to breath, to smile and feel
And I guess, time is nothing real
I want to breath, to smile and feel
And I guess, time is nothing real
