…rain and wind and weather Hell-bent for leather Wishin' my gal was by my side. All the things I'm missin' Good vittles, love, and kissin' Are waiting at the end of my ride. CHORUS Move 'em on, head 'em up Head 'em up…

…Trapped in autumn, buried beneath the leaves To the echo of the summer softly weeping Sinking further in this sanguinary sea Painting pain with pastels through her cemetery eyes Into the night we ride, scars wide open…

…, you can do what you want, they stay home,' because thay have no money. There is no freedom, without facilities, your luxory life is based on wellfare, not all have it. It´s just work without much more, feels like a waste of time, without any benefits of it.…

…I thought I found it But I know it's just a fake The chain that holds you It might bend, but it won't break Underneath the paint lies the true picture Wipe it all away, wipe it all today Blind eye The only blind eye…

…that I'm too drunk to take you home for the night. So I drink some more and wait for your sign. Oh my midnight star. One Tequila, please. Oh ain't that something, ain't that something? One Sex on the Beach, for that…

…waiting, anticipating Sparks will fly beneath the Luna alight Lazarus at Frankenstein's, Babe I'll be a flatliner for a heartkiller A little we die, above the lesser light for you I'm open wide, Babe I'll be a flatliner for…

…cruelty of the woods Take our blood and life Frothy rapids roar And the hills high Woods of pine and forests of birch Over the wide rocks…