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Der erste Song nach 12 Jahren. Als mir das Riff einfiel, sollte es eine coole Bluesrocknummer mit irgendeinem netten Text werden. Doch während des Entwickelns schlugen meine Jugendeinflüsse durch und es wurde etwas zwischen 0dfx, Henry Rollins und Sex Pistols.
Auch der Text schlug plötzlich in diese Richtung.
Text und Musik: Simon Kahnert
Vocals und alle Instrumente: Simon Kahnert
Neue Version mit neuem Mixdown von Mikey Wenzel. Vielen Dank fafür.
Auch der Text schlug plötzlich in diese Richtung.
Text und Musik: Simon Kahnert
Vocals und alle Instrumente: Simon Kahnert
Neue Version mit neuem Mixdown von Mikey Wenzel. Vielen Dank fafür.
It's getting cold when it's dark outside
It's getting cold when you hit that round
It's getting cold when you sniff that drug
It's getting cold when kick that booze
And in the morning light you preach your rules
And in the morning light you teach at school
And in the morning light you give them hope
And in the morning light you praise the pope
It's getting cold when you cruise the streets
It's getting cold when you gaze around
It's getting cold when she climbs aboard
It's getting cold when you pay her goal
And in the morning light you talk that sweet
And in the morning light you be his friend
And in the morning light you tell him tales
And in the morning light you play games
Cause your the cleanest man who they know in town
you're the guy society gave their trust and their vows
You're pillow of reliance and integrity
But at night you are the monster they won't never see
It's getting cold when you let him stay
It's getting cold when you you make him pray
It's getting cold when he lost his youth
It's getting cold when you break his will
And in the morning light you took his wreck
And in the morning light you make him fade to black
And in the morning light you make him swear
And in the morning light you gave him back
And the people in the streets always smile at you
All the parents know they can trust in you
On sundays you tell them about the love of god
But after all you're no more than the devil's schmok
And in the morning light all the children fear
And in the morning light no-one see their tears
It's getting cold when they look at you
It's getting cold when no-one listen to
It's getting cold when you hit that round
It's getting cold when you sniff that drug
It's getting cold when kick that booze
And in the morning light you preach your rules
And in the morning light you teach at school
And in the morning light you give them hope
And in the morning light you praise the pope
It's getting cold when you cruise the streets
It's getting cold when you gaze around
It's getting cold when she climbs aboard
It's getting cold when you pay her goal
And in the morning light you talk that sweet
And in the morning light you be his friend
And in the morning light you tell him tales
And in the morning light you play games
Cause your the cleanest man who they know in town
you're the guy society gave their trust and their vows
You're pillow of reliance and integrity
But at night you are the monster they won't never see
It's getting cold when you let him stay
It's getting cold when you you make him pray
It's getting cold when he lost his youth
It's getting cold when you break his will
And in the morning light you took his wreck
And in the morning light you make him fade to black
And in the morning light you make him swear
And in the morning light you gave him back
And the people in the streets always smile at you
All the parents know they can trust in you
On sundays you tell them about the love of god
But after all you're no more than the devil's schmok
And in the morning light all the children fear
And in the morning light no-one see their tears
It's getting cold when they look at you
It's getting cold when no-one listen to
