The NWRA - Live Songtext
von The Fall

My hotel was underground
My hotel was underground
My hotel was underground
With an ostrich feather dress
A face of mess covered in feathers
Orange red with blue black lines
That went down to his chest
A furry-eyed tentacled mess
A furry-eyed octopus nest
That let you in and out


I can remember it was more than space
It was more than just a head up to a meat candle
And the hotel had changed over
A large man was having trouble with some kids
And the Bee Gees
The disc jockeys had whitened since the writing
Saying words that were hard to pronounce
In telephone web search
It was madder than anger
And I got into an awkward relationship
A queen for the hotel
I told him
A queen for the hotel
And a
A bitch named Wayne
I told him
A queen for the hotel

My hotel, so tell
The yet unborn son
That I know that we′ll raise again
That I know that we'll raise again
Not in ten thousand years
Not in ten thousand years
Too many people come too close
And the missing crap
Well, it takes too long


Toby was a business friend
Of a two-story tin
And he was a machinist man
A carpenter in his story
And now he′s dead and too corrupt to destroy
And his food shall lie safely by
The business friend came round today
The toothbrush he went on down
And he pulled him to the ground
And his blue socks stained the ground
He said "I'm not going crazy
I just said you are a state of crime
I ain't kidding around"
Too many people come too close
And the other crap
And the estate stiff of nice tax
And the estate stiff of nice tax

I′m a ring over the road
And I′m a man with bees on sticks
And the fall had made him sick
And the fall had made him sick
And now the blood flies on his face
His brothers will ask him
Why did you do it?
And he'll say
I′ll tell you why
I'll tell you why
I′ll tell you why
I'm a ring over the road
And I′m a man with bees on sticks
And the fall had made him sick
And the fall had made him sick
And now the blood flies on his face

The streets are so hot that we burn our brains
I want to talk but I love them
I read a dance from a lot of them
And I thought that was a
I thought it was so wrong

The shopping centres have been raised
I raised the to the ground
And the are raised
A shop staff dropped from the
Security guards from

It's been underground for two weeks

So he ripped my off
He went and ripped my off
He went and ripped my off
He went and ripped my off
And he in town
He had the nerve to town
He took away the
That was
I thought it has turned out wrong
I thought it has turned out wrong
I thought it has turned out wrong

See the today
See the today
See the today

Said go back to bed
Was the day
Stop
Stop
Stop
Stop
Stop

Just a to stop

Just a to stop
Just a to stop
Just a to stop

Good evening, I'm Mr. Smith, English concert