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PJ Harvey - Big Exit

Herbst!



Look out ahead -
I see danger come.
I want a pistol,
I want a gun.
I'm scared baby,
I wanna run.
This world's crazy:
Give me the gun

Baby, baby -
Ain't it true.
I'm immortal
When I 'm with you.
But I want a pistol
In my hand.
I wanna go to
A different land.

I met a man:
He told me straight
"You gotta leave
It's getting late."
Too many cops,
Too many guns.
All trying to do something
No-one else has done

Baby, baby
Ain't it true
I'm immortal
When I 'm with you
But I want a pistol
In my hand
I wanna go to
A different land

Sometimes it rains so hard
And I feel the hurt
In my heart
Feels like the end of the world
I see the children
Sharp as knives
I see the children
Dead and alives
Beautiful people
Beautiful girls
I just feel like it's the end of the world

I walk on concrete
I walk on sand
But I can't find
A safe place to stand
I'm scared baby
I wanna run
This world's crazy
Gimme the gun

Baby, baby
Ain't it true
I'm immortal
When I 'm with you
But I want a pistol
In my hand
I wanna go to
A different land

[auf "Stories from the City, Stories from the Sea", 2000]