Yesterday I left my band
Took my girlfriend by the hand
And I said let's leave this place
So we ran and took the train
But I saw it was the same
It was just a different land
Without my band!
So we travelled but my soul
Always missed the rock 'n' roll
Went to church to find my way
Still I don't know how to pray
I don't think that it would help me
God cannot see what I do
I'm the devil and the drumset is my tool!
Now I had to sell myself
To the worst man here on earth
Worked the whole day in his to mysterious store
His shop was called useful things
He sold everything I think
So we packed or things at night
And we left him
With the money I had earned
We could take the train back home
After some time we got back
But I still felt so alone
So I visited my band
I'm bound to ramble and I know
That I'll always need the rock
To feed my soul.
It's a waste of time to travel
If you don't know where to go
Because that would only mean
That you're a fool without a home
And I can't believe that there's nobody else
Who feels like us
You should do it just like me
And take the bus!