What if life is turning out a constant alteration
What's it like to be a victim of the emigration
Who was born in a land where the light only shone
To a few that would take what belonged to them all
What if Reichs are turning out to be a misconception
Boundaries a bygone form of mutual suspicion
We could fly from the east to the west in a day
Take a train to the stars, have a picnic on mars
Still we hold on to the world that we know
Nothing is permanent, changes will show
Let me out of this vision where all the world is goin' down
Get me out of this misery, No Chorus No Home
Changes will show!
Ladies and Gentlemen, tonight on display
We got them refugees from Syria we will use to canalize all of your darkest fears
Sex, crime and misery selling like warm pretzels
The poor will eat your bread away, the richer save on taxes
We were made to love each other, where we meant to pray?
Why do we just kill another life like birds of prey?
We were made to love each other, why do we just pray?
We could live a life of bliss, we were made to KISS!
Let me out of this vision where all the world is goin' down
Get me out of this misery, Two Choruses No Home
Let me out of this vision where all the world is goin' down
Get me into this mission, Three Choruses One Home
What if life evolving to a permanent vacation
Does it pay turning ignorance into salvation?