Some people must think
That salvation will last forever
Uncountable prayers didn't buy the spark.
Cult centuries dirty places and fool-mystic gadgets
Face to face with your God
We've got a preacher from my yard
He wants to help my sin
Paper catches fire so easily
But don't forget life must be a sacrefice
But don't forget life must be true
Hey guys listen to my voice
Cause God doesn't live inna Roma
Hey listen!, oh can't you hear?
It's a clash like iron, like a burning spear
My honky tonk blues.
Walking on the street
Walking on my knees
Screaming, ,,Honky Tonk!
And I don't feel at all
I've got my sister's flat.
Let's try to do a big spree.
Let me live, don't make me down
Make the party and breath on high
Hey move your body!
Walking on the street
Walking on my knees
Screaming "Honky Tonk"!
And I don't feel at all
Big spree!
Big deal!