Testo Bong - Astro'n'out

Bong

I try to keep my
Distance from the things
I should not want to touch
And should not wish to taste
But every time
I pass by your garden
I see the grass so green inside
And the apples
Oh, those shiny apples
Bong, bong, bong
I hear alarms, turning on
Bong, bong
My heart is racing along
I know my legs are quick
And I am smart enough
I’ll take just one just once
And no-one there shall notice
So I grab it
And I enjoy the moment
But as I start to run
The apple in my pocked
Seems to start burning
Bong, Bong I hear alarms
Stricken by my conscience
I can’t even enjoy it
Stricken by my conscience
I can’t even eat half of it
A single thought in my head’s
Spinning and burning
Who’s gonna love a thief
Love me?