I come home from the office,
Exhausted and fucked up,
I meet you and the kid.
Then you cook the dinner,
We sit down like a family.
My God! Your cooking's like shit!

I kiss you and the baby, saying:
"Marissabelle, I got some work to do"
Then I go down to the basement
And turn on my favorite tapes of U2.

Do you know I used to play in a rock band?
Fame and women, money and drugs.
Although we didn't get to the mainstream,
We were in local Top of the Pops.
But you don't care

It's the night time, I'm packing my bags.
You're asleep in your bedroom.
Blanket's crumpled in legs.
I'll be gone in an hour,
Got tickets to nowhere.
Babe, I'm running away.

All this marriage, your family, your money.
Then you gave birth to our wonderful child.
It's the hell for me, I didn't want it.
Now the bus will take me into the wild!

Do you know I used play in a rock band?
Drums, friends, happiness, where are they now?
I bought the love right from your hands,
But the price was "burning life down"

Ten months of hell. Soon I'll be away,
Free from these chains like a bird.
So just one glance at you and the kid,
Just a peek through the door.

Oh, God.. I see you lying there,
The ones that I love
You're the angels sent for me
Right from the above.

I cannot move, I guess I'll stay..
Fuck Rock'n'Roll

Yeah, our son will play in a rock band!
Fame and women, money and hugs.
I am sure he'll get to the mainstream,
He'll be national Top of The Pops.


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