Surrounded by the Stars - Amon Düül II

You walk

Surrounded by the stars

For many days

And you knock

At the gates of night

No answer

But you walk in

With your decrees

And you go out

With shaking knees

A street-sweeper appears

Makes your dusty feet clean

Come and jump

On my Are-You-Tired machine

At sunrise

You play your violin

On Napoleon’s nose

A cop comes and says

You’re one of those

But you jump

Into the trumpet of a clown

And you say to yourself

Maybe I should leave this town?

You walk

Beside the twilight street

Jewel of the town

And you pass

The make-up zoo

Where hungry people meet

They ask you

And you give them

All you need

For a trip to the South

Maybe you think

What sort of idiot am I

Without a bone in my mouth

And you turn to the sunrise

You see a famous face

Behind a golden fence

A voice sounds round the corner:

«This is your very last chance!»

But you laugh

Like the son of a kangaroo

I don’t believe the TV screen!

I don’t believe you too!