Goodbye Ploy Songtext
von Wire

Leaning backwards in memory
Staying on the periphery
To all the things that used to be
I′ll say goodbye

To the smoky rooms where they piss their time
To the all right boys left with no rhyme
To all the ploys as dumb as mine
I'll say goodbye

Nothing ventured, nothing gained
Put it down to expense
It′s all the same
To all the players of the game
I'll say goodbye

To the wait in line and don't complain
To the fake pretending not to be sane
To the someone′s loss is always my gain
I′ll say goodbye


To the people cocktail that doesn't mix
To the have-it-all by dirty tricks
Of national airwaves jammed by pricks
I′ll say goodbye

To the children labelled haunted face
To the claustrophobic quarantine space
To the egg from lace curtain place
I'll say goodbye

Through the thin and unsupported walls
To the talking big and acting small
To the last ordered home-time call
I′ll say goodbye

To the paying high and aiming low
To the headcase place's no-go slope
To the someone′s dinner in the snow
I'll say goodbye

To the third-rate butcher's dancehall mix
To the gain-attention finger clicks
To the tried-on, the wind-up slicks
I′ll say excuse me, goodbye


Adios
Fare thee well
Goodbye
Adios
Get out of mine
Goodbye