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I was walking down the street
With my chain, chain, chain tied up to my feet
I lean instead of jigging with the sidewalk
Now this street tells the same old boring tale
That's failed in so many ways of life
To trust these stories, you gotta be dollars there
And all the love I've got in here
You just kill, you peasants didn't even care
And the love I had in store, you raped for more
And all the dreams I had in here
You just stole and you peasants didn't even care
But the dreams I had for her you cannot touch
Oh, my golden hair
'Cause she's guarded by your promises
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I met her in a crowded room
Where the bookshelves help you in knowledge
Takes your hand, I watch her beauty from an armchair
I said, "Hey, girl, have you seen that film
With those kids in New York in the '80s?"
"Oh, you have, well, can I watch it with you anyway?"
And all the love I've got in here
You just kill, you peasants didn't even care
And the love I had in store, you raped for more
And all the dreams I had in here
You just stole and you peasants didn't even care
But the dreams I had for her you cannot touch
Oh, my golden hair
'Cause she's guarded by your promises
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Honey, I love you
Like the summer falls
And the wind crawls
You're above and beyond me
Honey, I love you
Like the summer falls
And the wind crawls
You're above and beyond me
Written by: Björn Dixgård, Gustaf Norén
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