Alba s touto skladbou:
Strange Times,
The Oracle of Hi-Fi,
I´m sitting on the window-sill
As I did for all those years
Watching a drunken fellow
Drowning in high-proofed tears
He´s moaning for all these days
That he had spend completely pissed
And takes another master-gulp
To forget the moments that he had missed
Do you remember last New Years Eve
31st of December when you promised us to leave
Your selfmade sorrow and your personal pain
For a better tomorrow with no one else to blame
But nothing changes - nothing changes at all
No nothing changes - nothing changes at all
I´m watching the TV News
As I do from time to time
High coloured bloostain blues
Far away from Old Lang Syne
It´s still about this powerdreams
It´s all about money, bugs, change and cash
Mostly the same old stupid stories
Mostly the same old trash
Can´t you remember this mi-llen-i-um
Can´t You remember the songs we had sung
Bout Illusions and visions and to absent friends
For much better decisions and vacations in sense
But nothing changes - nothing changes at all
No nothing changes - nothing changes at all
I´m kissing your lips
As I always love to do
Cause in all this riot
All I want is you
I hope things will never change
Never change
Never change
I hope that nothing changes - nothing changes at all
No I hope that nothing changes - nothing changes at all
