Riding On A Cloud
Dry your ear
Just dry your ear
Habakkuk
Is coming near
Creep no more
Oh creep no more
Syntelman
Is knocking at your door
Shut your eyes
Oh, shut your eyes
All you see
Is self-same paradise
Take your wings
And fall aground
Perverted kids
Roll into town
Over me
Look over me
Sunk cities
Are rising from the sea
Autor(es): Amon Düül II
