Text: Tost | Musik: Tost

//___ There was a man on the picture and mother always told me
Big brother wants your best, boy be good and obey
At the latest at school I realised that everybody
Wants your best and I decided, they’ll never get it

They try to get the better of you, so take care
With love and pressure they want to catch you anywhere
Be distrustful of them and you’ll discover soon
Things gonna get their names

Sibyl was my girl-friend and I thought I was her lover
Until the day was coming when she said she has another (man)
I was thirteen years old and absolutely innocent
She used a four-letter word and left me in the lurch

Back home I asked my mother for the reason why
My ma was laughing and said little boy don’t cry
Someday a girl will teach you to become a man
Things gonna get their names

I sit and watch the horizon, see a new sun shining
Riot in the east and people blinded by the light
Can you feel the quake is coming fast and faster
The government awaits a political disaster

We’re in a social crisis, can’t you see, my dear
Another language, no servility and fear
The winds of change are blowing harder then before
Things gonna get their names ___\\