1999-03, words & music by H. LANGE, CD: DEEP DEPARTURE (BM 0400)

I'M A STAIN AND NOW I AM LOSING MY BRAIN, CAUSE I HAVE SOLD MY MIND AND NOW I'M GETTING BLIND. IT'S NO GAIN - NOT TO FEEL THE RAIN, AND SO I'M WAITING HERE, DON'T YOU SEE MY TEAR ?

DON'T HOWL, BOY, PULL THE TRIGGER, TAKE A KNIFE, PLEASE STOP COMPLAINING OF YOUR LIFE. I'M ALONE, LONELY AND NOBODY IS HERE, AND SO I ASK AGAIN: WHY DON'T WE TALK ABOUT MY TEARS ?

MY BONES ARE BROKEN, I AM TWENTY SO I'M OLD AND SOON I HAVE TO KICK THE BUCKET, I FEEL FOR A LONG TIME COLD. I'VE GOT IT BAD, MY SOUL'S ALREADY DEAD, MY LIFE WAS A YAWN, THERE WAS NO OTHER ONE TO GET.

WHAT A LETDOWN ! WHAT A DOWNER, BABE ! YOU ARE CRYIN' MY LOVE INTO HATE !

I'M NOT WEEPY BUT MY DREAMS ARE FAR AWAY - MY LIFE IS DIFFICULT, NO HIP HIP HOORAY
YOU ARE WEEPY BUT YOUR PROBLEMS ARE SO SMALL, PLEASE STOP LAMENTING, AND BANISH YOUR GALL - AAAAH

I'M A STAIN AND NOW I AM LOSING MY BRAIN, CAUSE I HAVE SOLD MY MIND AND NOW I'M GETTING BLIND. IT'S NO GAIN NOT TO - FEEL THE RAIN - AND SO I'M WAITING HERE, I LIKE TO TALK ABOUT MY TEARS

WHAT A LETDOWN ! WHAT A DOWNER, BABE ! YOU ARE CRYIN' MY LOVE INTO HATE !

I'M NOT WEEPY BUT MY DREAMS ARE FAR AWAY ...
I'M NOT WEEPY BUT MY DREAMS ARE FAR AWAY - MY LIFE IS DIFFICULT, NO HIP HIP HOORAY
YOU ARE WEEPY BUT YOUR PROBLEMS ARE SO SMALL, PLEASE STOP LAMENTING - PLEASE STOP LAMENTING - PLEASE STOP LAMENTING - AND BANISH YOUR GALL - AAAH