I was walking down the street 

with my chains tied up to my feet I leaned 

instead of jiggie with the sidewalk 

Now this street tells the same old boring tale

that has failed in so many ways of life 

To trust its stories you've got to be dull as them 

And all the love I've got in here 

You've just killed you peasants didn't even care

The love I had in store you raped for more 

And all the dreams I had in here 

you've just stolen You peasants didn't even care

But the dreams I had for her you cannot touch,

my golden hand 'Cause it's guarded by your promises 



I met her in a crowded room where the bookshelves help you and knowledge takes your hand 

I watched her beauty by an armchair 

I said "Hey girl have you seen that film with those kids in New York in the eighties 

Oh, you have â?? Well, can I watch it with you anyway" 



And all the love I've got in here



Congratulation Mr. Major you savior, betrayer, you stinking master of trusts 

How does it feel to ride all those horses 

You cannot touch our hearts when we're in bloom

I assume that we'll win over the heads again 

We conceal non, you'll feel none, that's what I promise 

And all the love we've got in store, you can't kill You peasants! 

We won it all And the love I have for her you cannot 

touch, my golden hand, 

â??Cause it's guarded by your filthy promises 



And all the love I've got in hereâ?¦ 



Honey I love you, like the summer falls 

And the winter crawls you're above and beyond meâ?¦