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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Morlocks
Morlocks
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Johann Strauss II
Johann Strauss II
Songwriter:in

Lyrics

Voices in the distance but no-one is nearby Empty halls and alleyways Make sure to consider the all seeing eye The walls have ears, all nights and days There is always someone else to the detain Tirelessly, constantly, time and again Your phone is connected to God knows where Lock on target, drones in the air Who's that shadow, who's that man Who is in that pitch black van He's driven by a solemn duty Sworn to observe and detect Who's that sentry in the underpass Who keeps track on the underclass He takes notes of how uneasy you feel The fear of the watchman is real Where do you go and where do you hide Look at that box, what dwells inside? Faces reflect in a camera lens Where is the next offence? Mirror mirror on the wall He has been behind them all And tell me, what did the watchman see On that CCTV What's that horrible stench of decay? The watchman knows but he won't say Whatever takes place behind that bolted door The watchman has seen it before That secret place, your last resort It's already covered in the watchman's report Remember, he may or may not interfere The watchman is not really here Possible informers on every corner Noone evades the nightly raids Who is an ally? Who is a warner? Anonymous features, hats and shades Everybody's a potential narc Listening for footsteps in the streets in the dark A silence so loud, you stand out in the crowd The truth unfurled, they broke the world What's your story? What's your crime? Are you prepared to do your time? Victim of a ruthless system Souls to be sold for a dime What's that horrid, distant sound? Muffled laughs from the underground Glowing eyes, a formless shape You know there is no escape They will tell who is guilty with a single glance And have your confession on tape in advance Forget to appeal to this corporate ideal Might makes right Every secret's revealed The present is frail And the future's for sale Repress that blackmail Never turn tail Society's baleful, bleak and pale But the fear of the watchman The fear of the watchman Never lay off the despair So beware Just learn from this tale Let the fear of the watchman prevail
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