Hello-hello…
your morning coffee/ evening tea
in office show – from Monday to eternity
from cradle days
you think you do it for the fun
for easy praise
why don’t you hear?
RUN AND RUN AND RUN
MY FALLEN SOLDIER
RUN AND RUN AND RUN
MY SELFISH FRIEND
your table waits
why don’t you really understand?
you spend your days
between the walls you must defend
your looked for truth
but need to lie and lie, come on
your private muse’s (la-la-la-la-la)
so quiet and you hear:
RUN AND RUN AND RUN
MY FALLEN SOLDIER
RUN AND RUN AND RUN
MY SELFISH FRIEND
YOU WANNA HIDE HIDE HIDE FROM REAL VISION
WHILE DREAMING IN THE OFFICE LAND
hello-hello
you drink your corporative tea
you won your show
but lost your personality
you look so tired
it’s unbelievable to feel
you’re uninspired
your life is fake, but death is real
