What makes you to take course in hand and have a say?
New flowers are sprouting out from the old branches,
is to take another drink, drink, drink
The smash of the iron hoof on the stones,
They are probably crazy anyway
So I can understand
But most of all, as well you know, when the steers are mad-afraid;
Scaring the late girl in the inky frock.
Then i'd ask you for a while
To speak of their distress, no, nor the will!
What makes you to take course in hand and have a say?
New flowers are sprouting out from the old branches,
is to take another drink, drink, drink
The smash of the iron hoof on the stones,
They are probably crazy anyway
So I can understand
But most of all, as well you know, when the steers are mad-afraid;
Scaring the late girl in the inky frock.
Then i'd ask you for a while
To speak of their distress, no, nor the will!