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So something wicked lies in wait for usIn this town somewhereIf nothing happens in three days I call you upTo meet you thereBring the drums that you used toSo nice and gently maltreatI'll need a beat now to stay on my feetYou people who dance on the top of our carsDown the traffic jammed freeway to BerlinPlease promise to make a crack in every roofTo let the air and the sun shine inBreak our windows and let the sun shine inBreak our windows and let the sun shine inSo something wicked lies in wait for usIn this town somewhereIf nothing happens in three days I call you upTo meet you thereBring the drums that you used toSo nice and gently maltreatI'll need a beat now to stay on my feetYou people who dance on the top of our carsDown the traffic jammed freeway to BerlinPlease promise to make a crack in every roofTo let the air and the sun shine inBreak our windows and let the sun shine in From Letras Mania