Текст песни Грета - Джонни

Johnny,
Everyone knew you: no one knew.
Johnny,
Where is your medal for playing?

In me is the old ebony and
Lying catches blues
And I am alive: someone
And someone tolerate.

Forgetting to buy cigarettes,
But to my home:
Staircase, elevator ...

Live is not silent yet
Inside.

Johnny,
How happy one who can speak.
Johnny,
We are above all freedoms and concepts about them.

But I already have little my
But I don't need words
I sang it yesterday
I desire with masters,

And what I know it
Nothing changes
Nothing can be changed.

Lives his lives
One who is inside ...

Johnny,
You are not sleeping, you are so tired too ...
Johnny,
For whom is your other party?

So used to repeat on you
That every day
More and more there
Here is less than me.

But if someone left,
I stayed: someone else's
All your.

I will drink, she will give birth
And finds peace
Inside.

Johnny,
I'm ready
Believe that you sleep.
Johnny,
Music is the matter of gods,
For people, she craft.

And I go, go ahead, I go
On Despair Street.
I heard from someone that
All streets end.

At the end of my deadlock there is a house ... Rotate ...
Staircase, elevator.

Death is for one
Of us,
Inside.

June - December 2004