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