My path should lead through Alice's Wonderland,
Shoving rosy sheep you hold my hand,
Take a little nap on cotton candy,
Have a walk with Jeez and tea with Ghandi.
They take my hand and look up to the sky,
And say »My Love, we'll tell you why,
We didn't mean this world to end in pain,
But living there has been some tiring strain,
Tiring Strain.«
Uh, surrender.
Enticing surrender.
And I meet Martin sitting on a cloud,
He said he wished I’d come around,
To tell me that he didn't think he'd leave,
This world in perfect harmony and peace.
And I'd say »Man this thing is just to huge!
Nothing seems to change through things I'll do!«
And sneaking round the mellow boxwood bush,
Comes Mohammad and sits down on his tush.
Uh, surrender,
I sigh surrender,
Enticing surrender,
And all he says is listen to me.
»Don't you try to save the world at all,
'Cause if that is what you're aiming for I see you fall,
Walk in tiny steps be smart and tender,
But don't you ever give up or surrender!«
Uh surrender,
I sigh surrender,
I would surrender,
Surrender.
It's not that I would want to be so huge,
For what they suffered I would not get through,
But I'm not even able to define,
What part of the puzzle will be mine.
Shoving rosy sheep you hold my hand,
Take a little nap on cotton candy,
Have a walk with Jeez and tea with Ghandi.
They take my hand and look up to the sky,
And say »My Love, we'll tell you why,
We didn't mean this world to end in pain,
But living there has been some tiring strain,
Tiring Strain.«
Uh, surrender.
Enticing surrender.
And I meet Martin sitting on a cloud,
He said he wished I’d come around,
To tell me that he didn't think he'd leave,
This world in perfect harmony and peace.
And I'd say »Man this thing is just to huge!
Nothing seems to change through things I'll do!«
And sneaking round the mellow boxwood bush,
Comes Mohammad and sits down on his tush.
Uh, surrender,
I sigh surrender,
Enticing surrender,
And all he says is listen to me.
»Don't you try to save the world at all,
'Cause if that is what you're aiming for I see you fall,
Walk in tiny steps be smart and tender,
But don't you ever give up or surrender!«
Uh surrender,
I sigh surrender,
I would surrender,
Surrender.
It's not that I would want to be so huge,
For what they suffered I would not get through,
But I'm not even able to define,
What part of the puzzle will be mine.
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