TWISTING AND TURNING
(Linus)

Presence is gone
We move on and on
I'm mindless and torn
Helpless and lonesome but born
Still it's me
My curiosity
That drives me ahead
Twisting and turning my head
Twisting and turning my head

Colorful dreams
Soothing it seems
Wailing the hymn
Drinking and drowning the sin
Still it's me
My curiosity
That drives me ahead
Twisting and turning my head
Twisting and turning my head

Over and out
Looking so proud
Calling out loud
The names of the thieves in the crowd
Can you see the curiosity
Facing down south with a tear and a gun in my mouth
Facing down south with a tear and a gun in my mouth
Facing down south
With a tear and a gun in my mouth