The Seattle Star

Comix no go go, unless you tell am to go
Comix no go stop, unless you tell am to stop
Comix no go turn, unless you tell am to turn
Comix no go think, unless you tell am to think

Dann piept das Handy, SMS vom Boss, sie will ein Angebot, ich tippe bloß
an Sunday Comics, was Andres mach ich heute nicht, nein, nein, nein

Always in focus, you can’t feel my stare.
I zoom into you but you don’t know I’m there.
I take a pride in probing all your secret moves
The Sunday Comics have the pictures that can prove

Look in the mirror of my mind
Turning the pages of my life
Walking the path so many paced a million times
Drown out the voices in the air
Leaving the ones that never cared
Picking the Sunday Comics up and building to the sky