Bamboo Songtext
von Half Past Four

You hear the sound of an iron door
It is bamboo
The mighty lumber
He came along and stayed the night
He told us tales of what happened
At where the stretches form
In a straight line
Though they feel fine
They are so careful when they drink their wine

He went there often
And when he came home
He had one with a lake of liquor
And although he wears a mask
Of some imagined bravery
He brags about the foes he′s fought
His head is big, his brain is not


You hear the sound of a thunderbolt
It is bamboo
The mighty pepper
His lights are dim
His muscles big
He is a man but he acts like a pig
Inside his head
He hears ideas
Like crack dungeons
Presumes him seeing on a monotheism

The women love him
So he imagines
And so he drinks so he'll keep dreaming
And although he wears a cape
And his spandex rides too high
The crowd can′t help but stare in awe
As he soars off in the sky