Prospekt's March کے بول

Smoke is risin' from the houses People bury in their dead I asked somebody what the time is But time doesn't matter to them yet People talking without speaking Tryin' to take what they can get I ask you if you remember Prospekt how could I forget? Drums Here it comes! Don't you wish your life could be as simple As fish swimming round in a barrel? When you've got the gun Oh, and I run Here it comes We're just two little figures in a soup bowl Tryin to get beyond a kind of control But I wasn't one Now here I lie on my own in a separate sky And here I lie on my own in a separate sky I don't wanna die On my own here tonight But here I lie on my own in a separate sky