Right From The Start

Hanging around, wasting the day

nothing to do, not much to say

waiting for something, some things never change

you won´t escape when the jail´s in your head

the tv-station has to make money, too

and in these days old heroes die off soon

now it´s too late, he refused to wait

to hide his fear, to controll his hate

To control his hate

ain´t a big thing to kill a man

loading, aiming, shooting, BANG

they told him killing would be cruel

an he replied: "i thought it´s cool"

Some might say it´s cause of loss of faith

that´s an easy way through his maze

those who are judges now,

who declare that he´s mad

were the ones who built the jail in his head