He usually wakes up naked
On a street and pretends
Naturally when the Yankee girl
She faces him
They enter a place
Mersa, medieval
They hear a sigh
And they step on a beggar
And that becomes
Into a hookah hose
He hides his confusion
When his parents find him
Negotiating kif for weapons in Plaza Miserere
They go to a funeral in the chaparral
They kiss the widow
Who is disfigured
And that grimace becomes their relative
Bring home my rock'n'roll.
A tribe of orthodox
He is ambushed by messianism
Heading to the medina in a trance
They chant his name
Bring home my rock' n'roll.
Boys and girls dance
Boys and girls dance
At rock's funeral.

KORREKTUREN ÃœBERMITTELN