Tarentella Songtext
von Fabiola

I was way down and it meant nothing
I was looking for proof and it meant nothing
Busy tracking stains of blood on your hands and it meant nothing
I was made for loving your does it mean something?
Old buddy hands up
Drop the guns and run
Just see it for yourself
Your world′s on the melt
Old buddy hands up
Think out of the box


Stop the sleazy talks
But will you have the guts
Filthy sentimentals
You'll be burned in your new playgrounds
Filthy sentimental filthy sentimental
Filthy sentimentals
You′ll be burned in your playgrounds
Filthy sentimental Filthy sentimental
Worried about her being them
For it's another grey

You walk far from the base
You should not let them play
Old buddy hands up
Drop the guns and run
Just see it for yourself
Your world's on the melt
Old buddy hands up
Think out of the box
Stop the sleazy talks
But will you have the guts


Hey hey ho ho
Hey hey ho ho
Voucher bearers
Cunts in sneakers
Mayhem makers
Now get what you deserve
Old buddy hands up
Drop the guns and run
Just see it for yourself
Your world′s on the melt

Old buddy hands up
Think out of the box
Stop the sleazy talks
But will you have the guts