i'm still alive...

"alive" by jungjohann&edelhoff 1997


met them at mekka (?) square, down the muddy road,
where the boys hang around.


saw their weekness, depression and heard their
eversame blather that sounds,
like a whimpering puppy, who'll be smashed
on a filthy backyard wall -


i'm still alive...


mommy told me: 
you gotta merry a girl and to plant a tree.
mommy told me: 
you gotta build her a home and you have to pay your fee(s)


but i went through the years,
haven't got anything,
haven't to tell any lies


i'm still alive...

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