Call For Help Songtext
von King Cannons

I need this time to be free and clear
But there ain′t no mountains
Cause it's New York out there
We asked a street vendor
Which way do we go
Stumbled from a tunnel
Dragging lives down the road

Well, every day walking the length of Broadway
Like bugs attracted to the light
I got in a cab
My life flashed before me
I′m glad we made it to the Lower East Side


Fall into a state
From flying like a rocket
Find a centerpiece
And put it on your shelf
Well, if you have a message
There is something taking hold
And if you hear a warning
And it sounds like hell

Call for help
Call for help
Call for help
Call for help

There ain't no elevators in this white hotel
Opposite a Seabees where the halfway dwell
I went to St. Marks
Now I'll be packing knuckles
I was informed on the street
My kind cause all the trouble

Went down to Otto′s and drank all the booze
Saw a conga band playing ninja suits
Went to Manitoba′s but they wouldn't let me in
I guess that New York wins again


Fall into a state
From flying like a rocket
Find a centerpiece
And put it on your shelf
Well, if you have a message
There is something taking hold
And if you hear a warning
And it sounds like hell

Call for help
Call for help
Call for help
Call for help

Fall into a state
From flying like a rocket
Find a centerpiece
And put it on your shelf
If you have a message
There is something taking hold
And if you hear a warning
And it sounds like hell

Call for help
Call for help
Call for help
Call for help

Ooh, call for help
Call for help
Call for help
Call for help