Drag - Waltari

Shake your darling!

You’re getting old and cold, no bold no more

There’s nothing any new to say

You’re hiding your skills behind the darkness,

nobody’s there with you to play

You speculate about your hitler honey

You stuck to your old yesterday

You’re longing for the cold and long revenge,

but you can’t do nothing but to pray!

Drag-ism Mad-ism Drag-ism Bad-ism

You talk about yesterday

All I wanna do is to avoid yesterday

Drag-ism Mad-ism Drag-ism Bad-ism

You live around yesterday

but I know I don’t have any yesterday

Of course it’s good to know about the past

You learn about yesterday

You must be careful of what you gonna choose

and you musn’t do the same mistakes

But then you start to feel like a liar in fire

There’s nothing like the good old days

You wanna kill your darlings to the pure ashes

and only thing you want is to obey

The human rights go cold in line,

you die then every day

You dare now your mother’s days,

sitting on yesterday

She’s gonna make you cry for your mile’s end and

you step with joy into that faith

The faith that leads you nowhere, moving to the

night, moving to the end of the days