Fischer-z Big Drum Lyrics

Big Drum Lyrics

Bass Drum. . . war symbol, move me on with dignity

 Look at these hands they're trouble.

 Everthing I touch is moving I'm not sure I like it,

 conflicting rythmns in my head.

 Those damn nerves won't give up they're playing hell with me now.

 I tend to be distracted by the simplest of things

 So fly me up to heaven on a distant pair of wings.

 Big Drum. . . put me on the night train to China

 Big Drum. . . put me on a plane for Brazil.

 

 I can't work, with pleasure, I think, think mmmm

 wish I wasn't here. It's no fun to chase your shadow

      ... I never used to pretend.

 Bass Drum goes on for ever. . . Bass Drum never changes time. . .

 Bass Drum oh so lonely

 And not so much as a conversation

 I tend to be distracted by the simplest of things

 So fly me up to heaven on a distant pair of wings.

 

 Big Drum. . . put me on the night train to China.

 Big Drum. . . put me on a plane for Brazil.

 

 Bass Drum war symbol

 See the children of the free world dancing

 Bass Drum war symbol

 Look at the price of fun. . . every one.