All the noise and the hurry To forget But the facts is now cut clear Was not to be
spirit, excellence, further down the road,
The horses are moving away
Alma felice
BLEIB' LIEBER Z'HAUS BEI DEINER IRMA
In the basement, down in the basement, yeah.
It's hard to kick that, where did'cha get that
It's a new idea - it's a whole new thing
It must be their lastest fool
You know it's a must [a must]
The ghost writin, rhyme recitin you unaware hoe
It's to the listener
And left me with a memory
If you're right and life just stops
mit Mord und Todschlag hab'n wir nix am Hut
Or you could substitute an ear
I'll press your hand
in this heathen town.
The world is so small, compared to you
I knew we'd never meet again
And still believed in a "Hard Day's Night"
wei ni tui kai na shan men