There's a soul
Starring at me from this giant bridge
There's a tree
Losing his leaves into a golden sea
And there's a street
Up my knees
And they don't know anymore
What they're for
In this store
What they're for
In this store
There's a ghost
Flying slowly all over your head
There's a mountain
Wondering if it still grows up the right way
There's this street
Up your knees
And they don't know anymore
What they're for
In this store
What they're for
In this store
But they don't care at all about it now
Coz they're still starring at the sun 'till we die
In a million years they'll be no one knocking a their door
There's a game
But silver pads are in diamond hands
It's all about the game
And you're lost in the way that you're being played.
But there's this street
Down your knees
And you don't know anymore
If you score
In this store
If you score
In this store
There's a tree
Starring at ghosts fliyng through your soul
No more bridge
You can't cross back from your world of dolls
No more street
Up your knees
And you don't know anymore
What you're for
In this store
What you're for
In this store
But you don't care at all about it now
Coz much you're buying from this store much you smile
In your little mind it s been a long time that you've closed the door
Black giant cat in the rye
Black black black
Black giant cat in the rye
Black black black
Black giant cat in the rye
Black black black
Black giant cat in the rye
Black black black
Black black black
Black black black