There was a City Baby, Attacked By Rats.
Their little teeth, they gnawed and hacked ..
He grew and he fought back ..
put those rats back in their traps.
City Babys .. Revenge
Survive he did, but only just.
Now for revenge, he has a lust.
No rats are safe, when he is there.
A Pied Piper .. with a grudge to bear.
The Swing of Things
The Swing of Things
(Pal Waaktaar)
You say the world's an eventful place
You give me news
I don't want to know
You say that I should care
That I should speak my mind
Oh, but how can I speak of the world
Rushing byÂÂ
With a lump in my throat
And tears in my eyes
Oh, have we come to the point of no turning back
Or is it still time to get intoÂÂ
The swing of things
Let us walk through this windless city
I'll go on till the winter gets me
Oh, "sleep..." you wrote "sleep, my dear"
In a letter somewhere
Oh, but how can I sleep with yourÂÂ
voice in my head
With an ocean between usÂÂ
And room in my bed
Oh, have I come to the point where I'm losing the grip
Or is it still time to get intoÂÂ
The swing of things
Oh, when she glows in the dark
And I'm weak by the sight
Of this breathtaking beautyÂÂ
In which I can hide
Oh, there's a worldful out there
Of people I fear
But given time I'll get intoÂÂ
The swing of things
Yes, when she glows in the dark andÂÂ
I'm struck by the sight
I know that I'll need this for the rest of my life
What have I done
What lies I have told
I've played games with the ones thatÂÂ
rescued my soul
Oh, have I come to the point where I'm losing the gripÂÂ
Or is it still time to get into
The swing of things