Lyrics
When mice get ready with this song quick
Strange, odd lyrics drenched in mathematics
In your steam-like gown
You block the corridors
Don't you want to rule your fellow man one day?
Do you remember how we sat together
Doings-in and strikes on the head
The iron was still hot
I burnt my finger
We will play with this
But that is forbidden
That is even a solid fact for me
Now we have a chamber of amber
A Bernsteinzimmer
Our private property
Shoes, clothes
Bankrupts of astringency
The iron was still hot
I burnt my fingers
I burnt my fingers
Call up lion, monkey, flower
Dragonfly, treefrog
Morpheus and disaster
Dead babies' teeth
A discouraging word
Never had a name
Never had a name
Never had a name
Never had a name
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