Oh Lord
Being happy is a satisfaction
Being sick is the worst thing that can happen
Making a statement is being different
But if youre different that would mean youre not a part
Working is living for a future
The future is something sweet and nice coloured
But if you can find the way the soothsayers tell
You feel that everything is meant to be
Oh Lord give me a pistol
So I can shoot at every goal I set
Cause I know if I would get there
Id forget what I was looking for
Reading the news is what every man has got to do
Making your own solutions would give no clue
Cause if every bee would make his own plans
There would be no drive to stick in the hive
What if we all did what I just said there
Sure there aint going to be one world
Cause if one tree would point out the other way
The wind will follow
They all become different in the same kind of way
Oh Lord give me a pistol
So I can shoot at every goal I set
Cause I know if I would get there
Id forget what I was looking for
And I would always go for more
Oh Lord give me a pistol
So I can shoot at every goal I set
Cause I know if I would get there
Id forget what I was looking for
Oh Lord give me a pistol
So I can shoot at every goal I set
Cause I know if I would get there
Id forget what I was looking for
And I would always go for more