Gang

Gang gang gang gang that's my gang

I don´t do anything without my gang

Blue is the flower on the street, grew from pain

Gang gang gang gang gang that's my gang

Gang gang is who I trust

Some blades made of steel, some made of rust

See that's my gang, setting sun full of names

Kid, Kurt Cobain what´s my name, speak through flames !

I see you got no excuse for me

Cause I hatched from an eggshell made of concrete

Night time staring at the cross road signs

I squeezed the beauty till it´s dead and mine

Sleep, Sleep, Sleep my little baby sleep

Sleep, Sleep, Sleep my little baby sleep

Sleep, Sleep, Sleep my little baby sleep

Sleep, Sleep, sleep , sleep

Uh ah ah ah - goddess of the streets

Uh ah ah ah - goddess of the streets

Uh ah ah ah - goddess of the streets

Uh ah ah ah - goddess of the streets

We can climb up to the room in the night sky

And then push the ladder away

Yeah we can climb up to the room in the night sky

And then push the ladder away

To the room in the night sky

To the room in the night sky

To the room in the night sky

Wave a hand when you fly by

Wave a hand when you fly by

Sleep, Sleep, Sleep my little baby sleep

Sleep, Sleep, Sleep my little baby sleep

Sleep, Sleep, Sleep my little baby sleep

Sleep, Sleep, sleep , sleep