Interpret:

Herbert Grönemeyer

Album:

Chaos (Englisch)

That was my cup that you smashed 
my yesterday drained away 
admit that you wouldn't like 
to live inside me today 


Great expectations we had 
what hopes burned in our eyes 
but your sun illuminates
the dead pan, where our dream fries 


The rosy clouds rush away,
replaced with a growing rage 
the hand of promise takes the pen
and writes nothing, on every page 


Why do they all stare at me
as if I came from the moon ?
i'll sing to myself 'it'll be alright',
a foolish song, without a tune 


I see no land
I see no end
there's no way out or in
frustration fans
the burning bands
I want my home again 


You best hang on to your crash
here let me help with the sack 
our matchmaking went badly wrong
i'd ask for my money back 


You'll compromise me to death, 
I´ll bow and bleat like a sheep 
so narrow minded is the bed
we lay in, but never sleep 


Warm welcome for the foreigners 
an arsonists bouquet of flames 
I know it's not a love match,
but please try to play a friendly game 


come let's gather up the stars 
we'll share the gems, we'll share the task 
I'd let you drink from all my dreams
and so much more, if you'd just ask 


He is not a beast of burden 
animal to work your farm 
don't hang him up, to bleed him dry
don't snap his back or twist his arm 


You know that i'm your mirror self 
and just like you I cry, I break 
so if hell's kitchen we must work
together, is how we'll bake 


I see no land
I see no end
there's no way out or in
frustration fans
the burning bands
I feel bought and used, then binned 


I ask the way out from the faces
disguised by masks of ice 
but no one, no one lends a hand 
I need respect to keep me living not a politician's porridge 
I feel alone and robbed who stole my land? 


That was my cup that you smashed 
my yesterday drained away 
give me a crumb of your tomorrow, give me a home
give today give me a home where I can lay