11 o'clock Tick Tock,

Autor: brak

It's cold outside
It gets so hot in here
And the boys and girls collide
To The music in my ear

Hear the children crying
And I know it's time to go
I hear the children crying
Take me home

A painted face
And I know we haven't long
We thought that we had the answers
It was the questions we had wrong

Hear the children crying
And I know it's time to go
I hear the children crying
Take me home

Sad song, sad song
Sad song, sad song

La lah la lah...La lah la lah...La lah lah...
[Repeat 4x]

Sad song, sad song
Sad song, sad song

Call out your name
Call out in shame
Call out your name
Call out
You better call out
Call, call, call out

W jednej chwili patrzysz, jak zabijają kogoś w filmie "Zawodowcy", a już po chwili w "Widomościach" oglądasz wypadające z okna ciało... Fikcja staje się czymś znajomym, że powoli zaczynamy tracić wrażliwość w kontakcie z - Bono