Fools کے بول

Drowning in polyester Shouting from the ghetto blaster Your voice again Drowning in polyester Shouting from the ghetto blaster Your voice again How come my ayes won't shut anymore Such a struggle it feels like war Baby please don't spread This radioactive rood in my head And we must be fools Cause one day soon it's over And we must be fools Now I can feel december I hear something Footsteps on a volcano Cracking and splitting I hear steps Dull steps Your machine gun hides the sun Baby chill baby chill I wonder how it feels Watching the world through serene eyes Now this is what I seek Baby chill baby chill I want to stop this film I'm giving up Hear the siren's sounds It all became obscene And we must be fools If we can't handle this Yes we must be fools If we can't repair this