Herbert Grönemeyer - Alkohol Лирицс транслатион то енглисх

Alcohol

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We made the night into day again.
Got my breakfast at 8 pm.
My thoughts move slow like molasses.
My head's heavy as lead.
My knees are trembling.
 
Slurred oaths in redblue light,
Equilibrium at 40%,
Gray matter in a soft explosion,
Visions of sunup and sundown.
 
What's the matter?
What happened?
I just massaged my nerves.
 
Alcohol is your paramedic in a time of need,
Alcohol is your parachute and lifeboat,
Alcohol is the tightrope you're standing on,
Alcohol, alcohol.
 
High society dreams of cocaine,
And the school loo smells of pot.
The pharmacist takes Valium and speed
And when it's getting dark they go for the bottle.
 
What's the matter?
What happened?
I just massaged my nerves.
 
Alcohol is your paramedic in a time of need,
Alcohol is your parachute and lifeboat,
Alcohol is the tightrope you're standing on,
Alcohol is the ship you go down with.
 
Alcohol is your paramedic in a time of need,
Alcohol is your parachute and lifeboat,
Alcohol drives the chaos in your head,
Alcohol, alcohol.
 
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