Here I am with dust in my pants
I don't know what to do
Been on the road for almost a week
I just wanna be with you
Makes no difference where I am
Feeling hard to breathe
If I thought you felt the same
Wouldn't be so bad for me
Thought I know all about it from the start
Took a short cut to nowhere
To make it feel alright
Got to cut this travelling out
I hate sayin' goodbye
We leave the day we arrive
Or I'll wanna know why
Crowing closer, comin' in out of the dark
Here I am with dust in my pants
I don't know what to do
Been on the road for almost a week
I just wanna be with youFrom the Album:
* Bloody buccaneers
I stand in line for a piece of meat
My pocket's always empty as usually
The gates of heaven I touched for you
There's nothing more a spaceman can do
Planet Blue is my island
Mother Earth I'm coming down
Trav'ling with the speed of light oh yeah
No one loved you as much as me
Lenin, Stalin, Marx and your KGB
I have tried to break that spell
When I threw my roubels down the wishing well
When I get home you touch me
Make me burn every single bridge
You're in my law of garvity
and I know you'll never let me go
I'm a spacce-dog, gone astray
A million miles and the job don't pay
I've seen a junkyard between the stars
A lotta heavy metal and it's coming our way