I live on slow thinking street
that's the place where losers meet
it's easy for them to have a ball
'cos the losers think so small

It's a long long story to tell
once we lived there so well
but the smog of hatred came into our mind
the only ability we found was to bind

Slow thinking street

My body wants to shake your mind
oh honey, you can be of any kind
rock on 'till the morning comes
we will be the kings at once

Too tired to think anything
feels like a bird with a hallow wing
the only thing that comes into my head
is how to have you in my bed

Slow thinking street
Slow thinking street

Breake the fog,
dance the beat
stomp your feet

(my head's like an exploding balloon)

I live on slow thinking street
that's the place where losers meet
it's easy for them to have a ball
'cos the losers think so small

Too tired to think anything
feels like a bird with a hallow wing
the only thing that comes into my head
is how to have you in my bed

Slow thinking street
Slow thinking street

(my head's like an exploding balloon)
(my head's like an exploding balloon)
(my head's like... an... exploding... balloon)


Lyrics submitted by Sebastian1985

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