A Cunning Plan Songtext
von Franky Lee

This is a gloomy story
You know that I tend to fall asleep
At times when you go deep
Our brains may search your glory
Look after yourself, now you′re the man
Yeah, in your cunning plan
So here you go again
You leave me counting ten
Will it ever end?
I know I won't pretend
The dreams that we had have been gone and forgotten
The plans that we made didn′t mean much to you
You built your life on a base that is rotten
You fell, so what you gonna do?
Like a movie without a story
As pale as a cloud of April's gas
Your plan is made out of glass At least I will laugh at the moment
The time you realize you're done
Facing the barrel of a gun
Will it ever end?
I know I won′t pretend
The dreams that we had have been gone and forgotten
The plans that we made didn′t mean much to you
You built your life on a base that is rotten
You fell, so what you gonna do?
The dreams that we had have been gone and forgotten
The plans that we made didn't mean much to you
You built your life on a base that is rotten
You fell, so what you gonna do?
So what you gonna do? Yeah
You built your life on a base that is rotten
You fell, so what you gonna do?