0:003:37
Komir
Musik: Fredy
Text: Bernd Harmsen
Vocal: Fredy & Angie
Musik: Fredy
Text: Bernd Harmsen
Vocal: Fredy & Angie
Burned out
the bread is stale, the butter smelly, my stomach would revolt
I am worried that yet ,again my car could strike or bolt
the phone is ringing, the coffee cold, time is running low
I grab my coat, I slam the door, still I will be too slow
my office lies in ruins just as I left it yesterday
the boss wants to see me - I am right on my way
knowing I have failed again I expect nothing good
he is at a loss of words - I say I've understood
Ref.
so it comes as expected, now I have hit the wall
feeling tired and dejected, I put up with my fall
there's nothing left to do,but take it lying down
waiting for the moment, that you will finally drown
my wife left me the other day as I had feared she would
I'd been tense and I'd been tetchy, I had been no good
she said I need not bother,she would stay with her mom
although I'd seen it coming it hit me like a bomb
the bread is stale, the butter smelly, my stomach would revolt
I am worried that yet ,again my car could strike or bolt
the phone is ringing, the coffee cold, time is running low
I grab my coat, I slam the door, still I will be too slow
my office lies in ruins just as I left it yesterday
the boss wants to see me - I am right on my way
knowing I have failed again I expect nothing good
he is at a loss of words - I say I've understood
Ref.
so it comes as expected, now I have hit the wall
feeling tired and dejected, I put up with my fall
there's nothing left to do,but take it lying down
waiting for the moment, that you will finally drown
my wife left me the other day as I had feared she would
I'd been tense and I'd been tetchy, I had been no good
she said I need not bother,she would stay with her mom
although I'd seen it coming it hit me like a bomb
