Songtext von My Pilgrim Dear

Worried man, worried woman, worried child, worried dog Afghanistan was the last hurrah I remember it clearly: it was Ramadan There were fat men everywhere Fat man on a bike. fat man on a lawn chair My Pilgrim Dear. I won’t interfere with you What a wicked thing to do! I was having a drink from the salty water fountain The ceremony had already begun When I turn ten Pop says he’ll buy me a gun And lalalalalalalalalalalalalala Was all you could say I dream of pianos. big ones My Pilgrim Dear. I won’t interfere with you What a wicked thing to do!