Testo 1983 ... (A Merman I Should Turn To Be)

Hurrah, I awake from yesterdayAlive, but the war is here to staySo my love, Catherina and me,decide to take our last walk through the noise to the seaNot to die but to reborn,away from lands so battered and tornForever, foreverOh say, can you see it's really such a messEvery inch of Earth is a fighting nestGiant pencil and lipstick tube shaped things,Continue to rain and cause screaming painAnd the arctic stains from silver blue to bloody redas our feet find the sand,and the sea is straight ahead, straight up aheadWell it's too bad that our friends, can't be with us todayWell it's too badThe machine, that we built,would never save us', that's what they say(That's why they ain't coming with us today)And they also said it's impossible for a man to live and breathe underwater, forever,was their main complaintAnd they also threw this in my face, they said:Anyway, you know good and well it would be beyond the will of God,and the grace of the King (grace of the King)(Yeah, yeah)So my darling and I make love in the sand,to salute the last moment ever on dry landOur machine, it has done its work, played its part wellWithout a scratch on our bodies and we bid it farewellStarfish and giant foams greet us with a smileBefore our heads go under we take a last look at the killing noiseOf the out of style, the out of style, out of style(oooh)...