March of the Camels Songtext
von White Rabbits

There′s people in a picture
Hanging on the hollow wall
We watch them cross the desert
From an armchair in the hall
We saw the world from the edge of our seat
We danced with the harems and drank with the sheiks
The men on the back of the camels were following me
And we made ourselves a home at the foot of the stairs
Blankets in old wooden chairs
And we stayed there
We laid there
The room got smaller
We begged for water


But went for air
So we ran away from our old winter home
The carpet was sand and our lamp was the sun
So let's get outside cause we′ve been inside for too long
And we take a drive and the buildings all turn to trees
And after a while we find ourselves down by the sea
The beach was a desert, I saw in an old magazine
The sheiks and the harems were under the waves
The camels are all washed away
And no one is happier
And nothing is free
So I think to myself
We should go and get us a drink