Interpret:

Waltari

Album:

Space Avenue

"I think they don't want 'cha 
seeing to mucha, digging grave" 
Rave- save me form being pale 
lay me down on your knees, squeeze 
coz I can't get what I need, this is reality 
Driven by stupidity, raising my family 
my throat feels hoarse (scene) 
shouting at the doors, cleaning womit from 
my floors the alien (without a cause) knows laws 
(slow down, slow down...) 


You know that I come a place full of disgrace 
danger creeps in every corner, boredom is not your border 
The cold burn in your cheek, no place to weep 
your home is like uriah heep, fright's your only weapon 
You're like searching for the treasure at 
the rainbow's end 
pain is your friend 
physically mentally, you run with the 
wolves with only stoneage tools 
away from luxury, you need peace 
Yo, you live surrounded by colorful trees 
but without leaves, man 


CHORUS 
Full autumn breeze 
wolves on the streets 
I'm always ragged, you don't want me now 
full autumn breeze 
colorful trees 
I'm always ragged, please don't want me now 


Yo man, you know I have a jacket made from 
my blanket 
crawling against the north wind, against the chill 
it is time for a pill or a pint of beer 
makes my frozen hand to rouch you closer 
to your breakfast filled with mother's milk- 
silk of your sweetnes 
coz I'm shy it makes me cry on my wooden 
table, with a pint 
in my hand I recognize: my turntable is 
frozen, but my god: I should be chosen 


CHORUS 
Full autumn breeze 
wolves on the streets 
I'm always ragged, you don't want me now 
full autumn breeze 
far from your squeeze 
I'm always ragged, please don't want me now 
I'm the part of the big bad show 
I'm the hardened one in the leading role 
truding in a muddy sludge 
the ancient child of an ancient rave 


"I think they don't want 'cha, living like 
too mucha, you're cold!" 
Cold?, But cold is bold, bold makes cold, 
tell me what was wrong 
they do not care, they do not know that 
here is the truth about the death of Kurt: 
He needed danger, the coldeness gave the 
arranger, the arrangement was power 
the power was the wind on his cheek 
why try to rip off the power of päkä päkä 
muffins are always lowest(päkä päkä) 
I wanna rap in this trap of nature, see my 
trees in a colorful breeze 
I never ever wanted too mucha(except your toucha) 
crawling against the cold gives you a strong bass 
A branch where those sharp teeth of wolves 
won't hurt 
that was the death of Kurt 
he craved it but never got it 
everyday life was too hot and burned it 
(I wonder what's gonna be inna head, again, 
me will see, what will be) 


CHORUS 
Full autumn breeze 
wind tears the leaves 
I'm always ragged, please don't want me now 
wolves on the street 
an ancient breeze 
I'm forever ragged, no shelter, please 
I'm the part of a big bad show 
I'm the hardened one in the leading role 
I'm truding in a muddy sludge 
I'm forever ragged, don't want me now