Texty:
Towers Peter

There's a bump in the basement There's a knocking on the wall In the pumping of the pistons I swear I heard you call There's a bump in the basement There

whip Legend with the chip, dark blue with my trunk dipped To the feds, catch me if you can I'm a still transport with my man on the Peter Pan Get there

do? Nothing cause Time changes the world Time changes the game Time changes the fame time, time, time, time Technokraten in their ivory tower warten

soften, the war is over The air raid shelters are blooming clover Flapping umbrellas fill the lanes My London Bridge in rain again Oh England My Lionheart Peter

the music of the mountains and the colors of the rainbow They're a promise of the future and a blessing for today. 'tho the cities start to crumble and the towers

she doesn't appear soon I am going to summon her if only to assuage this aching longing for... You and me hand in hand from the top of the Eiffel Tower

hood Had the jets, had the strip, had the power, he was livin that life New whips every hour, it's a shame, in my hood He'll be missed like the Towers

Devils larger then Daemons with horns made of fire Then I see heaven on the second mountain The city of gold and honey with saints... All joyful and towering

We're character actors from the Tower of Babel Bewildered, burned out hardly able To sit astride the high wire cable It's hard to balance, a little unstable