Jesus Give Me Back My Life - Fischer-z

A rumbling plane and distant cars

Are all that move beneath the stars

I push my windows open wide to breathe the air

It’s cool outside

I don’t wanna die or anything

But Jesus give me back my life

A naked fall.

A thunder storm

No television in my room

I used to drive a motor car

I used to wear a uniform

I don’t wanna fight with anyone

But Jesus give me back my life

All the world is getting younger

All the world is tied

All the world is getting stronger

All the world is singing songs like:

Na na na na na na.

Na na na na na na

This is how they do it

Through the wall a baby cries

For innocence in dangerous times

Odessa to Sevastopol

The animals are in control

I don’t wanna buy a cemetery

But Jesus give me back my life