Subterranean Attic - Mad and Bad

Somebody waves his hand - somebody waves his hand
He don't know who he is he don't understand, he
Melts with the sea, while he spies for dry land, and he
Looks into the mirror: Is what he sees fear of a
Wounded reindeer? Or a plain empty sphere? Or is he
Mad and bad like mom and dad? Or is it that what you
Feel like when you get out of your bed?
Well, that's a problem

Walking down the street with your hands in the
Pocket all systems go, all lamps in the socket. Going to
The river and watch it flow, going to the waters and
Watch them grow

No one sends flowers to you - but someone says how do you do
And you watch strange people - walking through the rye
Some of them laugh at you and you don't know why
And they gather in a square, you've already been there
But you don't know where - and there's
Smear on the stairs and the car didn't work right
For the ast fortnight and your dirty old neighbour
Has gone right off his head
Well, that's a problem

Flying through the sky, where nowbody follows
Watching the ground where the slaves build the
Gallows. Landing my plane in the middle of the street
Going to the places where the peoples meet

Written by:
Matthias Baumgart

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