Alpha Desperation March Songtext
von Atom and His Package

I am coming in
Try and stop me
Push furniture
In front of the door
It only gives me
Something to push against
In the full heat of the
The summer′s day

You're telling me
To go away but
You owe me eight thousand dollars
And I could use it

I′m only getting stronger
You may have noticed
But my head full of memories
Propels me ever forward


And in the living room
I don't see where you are
But the back door's locked
So you can′t have gone far

And eight thousand dollars
Is a whole lot of money
And I could use it

Could be that it′s my imagination
But I think I hear you now
So come out, come out
Wherever you are

Olly olly olly olly olly olly oxen free

See I'm perfectly aware
Of where it is that our love stands
But the plain fact is
That you owe me eight grand
And I don′t think I'm your memory
I lent it to you on Tuesday
When we were drinking