The Only Thing

Kurt Adam

Compositor: Kurt Adam

Puppy love at seventeen, pretty girls and beauty queens
Telling lies youve yet to see, living lives theyll never lead

Giving birth to what they want, aborting all that they do not
And making love to the front door of anything that leads to more

Make a million bucks a day in Argentina the right way
But now Im pounding on the pavement, making way for my enslavement

Making way for my enslavement

This is not your scene now
But its the only thing now
That brings you to your knees now
It brings you to your knees

Play the part out to a T, its what they want now dont you see
Dangle a carrot, such a tease, obvious transparency

But you knew it from the start, nothing here comes from the heart
Except the voices in your head, analyzing what they said

And you try to hold it down, but they just keep hanging around
Trying to be the only sound, trying to make you leave this town