El televisor me repite una vez más
Back to somebodys, to somebodys paradise
Qué me va a pasar si todo esto suena igual
Estoy tan lejos y en vitrina una vez más
¿Y ahora qué? ¿qué vas a hacer? ¿qué quieres vender?

Back in English land I found somebodys heart attack
and I took it, took it right back to its man.
What do you adore, why dont you change and adore me
Its not so easy, its not so easy feeling free
¿Qué va a pasar? vas a asaltar un club social

¿Quieres saber un secreto? Dios está muerto, yo lo maté
And if you dont care for secrets then, what should I tell you?
Why should I tell you to believe?
I am no Jeevo, Im not the man who would be king
Im the whole kingdom and I havent got no king
Was born in England, grown in Greece, though all my friends live in Paris.
Played like a walrus for that old Italian kid.
I killed god yesterday, I kill him everyday
I just dont know, I just dont know how to behave
I killed god yesterday, I kill him everyday
I just dont know, I just dont know how to behave

I dont wanna die tonight, I dont wanna die tonight
I dont wanna die tonight with you
Nobody wants to die tonight, no nobody wants to die tonight
Nobody wants to dance tonight with you
¿Quieres saber un secreto? Dios está muerto, yo lo maté
And if you dont care for secrets then,
I just dont care.


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