Stills Songtext
von Mi‐Sex

In the end there was nothing to speak of
The gravity was crushing both heart and mind
And tales of the future I knew they just couldn′t last
Super suits flashing their metal casts
It's all so Casper and friendly but evil
Everybody′s so frightened 'cause they just don't understand
The meaning of all these shaking hands
Innuendo, power of your mind

Still people can be caused to stir
But not by themselves, oh no, not by themselves
Still and they′re printing black on white
Still and they′re freezing formless minds
Still spending time in void
Still not making any noise

The days are passing
Nights they are all gone
This life is everlasting, dear John


Oh next stop paradise
Station number nine
Smoking cigarettes, drinking their wine
They all sleep so peacefully in their suburbia tights
They shall work through the days in telephone lights
And their population is on the increase
In its very own way

Still people can be caused to stir
But not by themselves, oh no, not by themselves
No, not by themselves
Still and they're printing black on white
Still and they′re freezing formless minds
Still yes I'm spending time in void
Still not making any noise

Mom, Dad, kids they go driving
I know that you see them every Sunday morning there
Well they shall do the same to you
They have done for nearly two thousand years

Thirty two man life is up
While their Sanskrit prose, italic in print
The words are cast upon the wall
A message made both bold, yet so small


Still they′ll keep printing black on white
Still and they'll be freezing formless minds
Like yours and mine
Still and we′re spending time in void
Oh, time in void
Still and we're making so much noise