The poor Irishman lives
In the simple house
But someone else lives there with him
Laugher weeper dancer midnight widow
I swear they are all so beautiful
Peace is always beautiful
They're so happy
And they never cry
Eternal smile lives on their faces
They got no money got no stylish clothes
No one is better than the other one
Matka na Riwierze pozwala się
Adorować Turkom, by potem móc
Kumpelkom z biura, w krótkie zimowe dni
Serwować opowieści znad ciepłych mórz
WAKACJE!!!
Ojciec na Mazurach zarzuca sieć
W hotelowym sejfie obrączkę skrył
Siebie deponuje gdzie się da
By kumpli z fabryki zalała żółć
Córka lubi lody, więc je je
Chętnie ją częstują turyści z Tatr
W pamiętniku skrzętnie notuje smaki
By dziewczętom z klasy pochwalić się
wake up late I lose my dreams
I rub my eyes to break the screams
look left look right for my keys
another day waiting for me everyone
just a crime I can't understand this killing ground
another corpse is walking out hurry up
'couse you'll be out something strange is driving you
hurry up your time is soon
use your mind to make me guess the acid test
you don't walk out everyone
just like a crime this killing around this killing town
another corpse is walking out hurry up
'couse you'll be out I dream a dream
we're flying high through a big blue sky
in my red electra glide
as lead you over clouds you're a beatiful budding flower
all we have is sun and clouds and emotions
going higher dreams go quick back to work
dripping sweat eating dirt hurry up see the signs