Текст песни Tin Machine - Rumba de Bodas

Sitting in a tin machine
Burning tons of gasoline
Hold the wheel 'till fingers snap
No, there's no time to take a nap

Thousand miles behind my back
Thousand more still got to trek
Baby you'd be better in hot air balloon
Soaring like a bird towards the moon

My back is hurting my neck is stiff
I need a break and i need a spliff

Sitting on my mama's lap
As a little girl
Ran my fingers on the map
Dreamt about the world

Brown skin burnt by the sun
Eating wurstels from the can
Childhood dreams are all is lefted
In this fucking van

We've been lost the whole way here
I need a piss and i need a beer
Dont you feel the pain
Don't you think it ain't ok
Dont you feel the pain
Don't you think it ain't ok
Dont you feel the pain
Don't you think it ain't ok
Dont you feel the pain
Don't you think it ain't ok
Dont you feel the pain?

Don't you feel this morning
Has just been too long
Don't you feel it's time to change the song

Don't you think the music
Has played for too long
Don't you think it's time to change the song

Sitting in this tin machine
Watch my cracking lip
Don't you think it's time to let me sleep
No, no, no, no

Change!
(Cha-ange)
No no, change
(Change-change-change-change-change!)
Change
Change, of style of frame of mind, now
Change
Any coin will do
Change
To get me something fresh at the next stop
Change
At the wheel for real
Change
Change, of style of frame of mind
Change
To get me something fresh at the next stop
Change

Feeling like a prison
Smelling like a zoo
And i dunno what to make of it
And dunno what i'll do

Rubbish raising from the floor
Now, cannot take it any more
Screaming like a troop of wild baboons
I don't think we'll get there very soon

Gonna stop (Stop!) Before it's late and get the chance!

Hold your breath
Your in the line of fire
Hold your breath
We're gonna take you higher
Hold your breath
Your in the line of fire
Hold your breath
We're gonna take you higher

Dont you feel the pain
Don't you think it ain't ok
Dont you feel the pain
Don't you think it ain't ok
Dont you feel the pain
Don't you think it ain't ok
Dont you feel the pain
Don't you think it ain't ok
Dont you feel the pain?

Don't you feel the morning
Has just been too long
Don't you think it's time to change the song

Sitting in this tin machine
Watch my cracking lip
Don't you think it's time to let me sleep
No, no, no, no

Change!
Oh, change
Change
Of style of frame of mind, now
Change
Any coin will do
Change, to get me something fresh at the next stop
Change
At the wheel for real
Change
Of style of frame of mind
Change
To get me something fresh at the next stop
Change

Dont you think the music
Has played for too long
Dont you think it s time to change the song

Sitting in this tin machine
Watch my cracking lip
Don't you think it's time to let me sleep
No, no, no, no

Change!
Change
Change of style of frame of mind, now
Change
Any coin will do, change, change, change
I think i need a little, i think a need a little bit of
Change
At the wheel for real
Change, change, change
Change, of style of frame of mind
Change
To get me something fresh at the next stop
Change