The Beginning - Slut

Floating lifeless in a void

coming closer to the point

where ambitions use to sleep

floating hopeless in the shade of an old-time serenade

no more people do we need

aah

no more voices here to sing

no more noises deafening

let’s be quiet — turn us off

this is the beginning of the end

we’r strangers in a stranger’s land

let’t make war instead of love

aah

we’re dancing to what none of you can hear

and we’re shaking shaking without fear

aah

someone borrow me a gun for all the millions having fun

let’s make war instead of love

let’s make war instead of love