Herbert Grönemyer – Musik nur, wenn sie laut ist/Music

Herbert Grönemyer – Musik nur, wenn sie laut ist
		    Music only when it's loud



She sits all day on her window board,
let's her legs swing to the music.
The noise from her room make all the neighbours sick
She I inspirited, smiles in glee.
She doesn't know snow falls silently to earth
she won't notice the knocking on wall


She likes music only when it's loud
that's all she hears
she likes music only when it's loud
when she can feel it in her stomach
She likes music only when it's loud
when the ground beneath the feet is shacking
then she forgets that she's deaf


The man of her dreams must be a bassist
The tingling in her belly drives her crazy.
He mouth seems to scream silently from all the joy
her eye lost in another world.
Her hand don't know to whom they supposed to talk to
There is nobody there that talks with her

She likes music only when it's loud
that's all she hears
she likes music only when it's loud
when she can feel it in her stomach
She likes music only when it's loud
when the ground beneath the feet is shacking
then she forgets that she's deaf

She likes music only when it's loud
that's all she hears
she likes music only when it's loud
when she can feel it in her stomach
She likes music only when it's loud
when the ground beneath the feet is shacking
then she forgets that she's deaf

She likes music only when it's loud
that's all she hears
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