Transport Is Arranged - Live Europaturnén MCMXCVII
🎵 1015 characters
⏱️ 3:36 duration
🆔 ID: 5611515
📜 Lyrics
You better find your way out, you better learn how to run
You better walk away, and leave the angles for the shills
Well, I've been thinking for days about the means and the ways
That I could hate all I touch
And I know that you're my fraulein
But I could trickle and I could flood
A voice coach taught me to sing, he couldn't teach me to love
All the above
Easy talkin', border blockin', transport is arranged
Praise the grammar police and set me up with your niece
We'll walk to Baltimore, and keep the language off the street
Well, I'm of several minds, I'm the worst of my kind
I want to cremate the crutch
I know that you're my lady
Phone calls could corrupt the morning
Heed the surgeon's warning, pillars of hate
I swung my fiery sword, I vent my spleen at the Lord
'Cause he is abstract and lost, too much milk and honey
But I'll waltz through the wilderness with nothing but a compass and a canteen
Settin' the scene
Easy talkin', border blockin', transport is arranged
Thank you very much
A pleasure
You better walk away, and leave the angles for the shills
Well, I've been thinking for days about the means and the ways
That I could hate all I touch
And I know that you're my fraulein
But I could trickle and I could flood
A voice coach taught me to sing, he couldn't teach me to love
All the above
Easy talkin', border blockin', transport is arranged
Praise the grammar police and set me up with your niece
We'll walk to Baltimore, and keep the language off the street
Well, I'm of several minds, I'm the worst of my kind
I want to cremate the crutch
I know that you're my lady
Phone calls could corrupt the morning
Heed the surgeon's warning, pillars of hate
I swung my fiery sword, I vent my spleen at the Lord
'Cause he is abstract and lost, too much milk and honey
But I'll waltz through the wilderness with nothing but a compass and a canteen
Settin' the scene
Easy talkin', border blockin', transport is arranged
Thank you very much
A pleasure
⏱️ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.09] You better find your way out, you better learn how to run
[00:06.66] You better walk away, and leave the angles for the shills
[00:13.19] Well, I've been thinking for days about the means and the ways
[00:19.57] That I could hate all I touch
[00:22.15] And I know that you're my fraulein
[00:25.08] But I could trickle and I could flood
[00:27.94] A voice coach taught me to sing, he couldn't teach me to love
[00:33.72] All the above
[00:37.82] Easy talkin', border blockin', transport is arranged
[00:45.20]
[00:57.59] Praise the grammar police and set me up with your niece
[01:03.48] We'll walk to Baltimore, and keep the language off the street
[01:09.55] Well, I'm of several minds, I'm the worst of my kind
[01:15.86] I want to cremate the crutch
[01:18.75] I know that you're my lady
[01:21.65] Phone calls could corrupt the morning
[01:24.81] Heed the surgeon's warning, pillars of hate
[01:28.79]
[02:46.17] I swung my fiery sword, I vent my spleen at the Lord
[02:52.32] 'Cause he is abstract and lost, too much milk and honey
[02:57.87] But I'll waltz through the wilderness with nothing but a compass and a canteen
[03:06.24] Settin' the scene
[03:10.38] Easy talkin', border blockin', transport is arranged
[03:17.78]
[03:31.92] Thank you very much
[03:34.84] A pleasure
[03:35.12]
[00:06.66] You better walk away, and leave the angles for the shills
[00:13.19] Well, I've been thinking for days about the means and the ways
[00:19.57] That I could hate all I touch
[00:22.15] And I know that you're my fraulein
[00:25.08] But I could trickle and I could flood
[00:27.94] A voice coach taught me to sing, he couldn't teach me to love
[00:33.72] All the above
[00:37.82] Easy talkin', border blockin', transport is arranged
[00:45.20]
[00:57.59] Praise the grammar police and set me up with your niece
[01:03.48] We'll walk to Baltimore, and keep the language off the street
[01:09.55] Well, I'm of several minds, I'm the worst of my kind
[01:15.86] I want to cremate the crutch
[01:18.75] I know that you're my lady
[01:21.65] Phone calls could corrupt the morning
[01:24.81] Heed the surgeon's warning, pillars of hate
[01:28.79]
[02:46.17] I swung my fiery sword, I vent my spleen at the Lord
[02:52.32] 'Cause he is abstract and lost, too much milk and honey
[02:57.87] But I'll waltz through the wilderness with nothing but a compass and a canteen
[03:06.24] Settin' the scene
[03:10.38] Easy talkin', border blockin', transport is arranged
[03:17.78]
[03:31.92] Thank you very much
[03:34.84] A pleasure
[03:35.12]