The Sniffer

By Grobschnitt

On Illegal

Released on 1981

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Each morning when he wakes up from a nightmare sleep

He rushes into his reality

Then his head is full of duty, law and discipline

Injunctions, orders, punctuality

When he leaves the house

The sun could shine – he wouldn't see

'Cause he only has one reason why he lives

Everybody is suspicious – that's his destiny

And for many years his passion is – to sniff

Sniff at crooks, sniff at freaks

Sniff at snotty dough

Sniff at rats, sniff at queers, sniff at fools

Sniff at minds, sniff at hearts

Sniff at snuffy souls

Sniffy sneaks – never sniff at their rules

Sometimes there are moments

When he thinks about his life

Is it right when he fights for the principles

Others made for him

He has many answers – knows how to defense himself

He can't change, start again, he's a prisoner

Even locked in his dream

Well he's sniffing everywhere and taking photographs

When people meet he hides behind a tree

And he waits behind the curtains when they fight for love

A snapshot to protect "democracy"

When he does his job – the sun could shine he wouldn't see

'Cause he only has one reason why he lives

Everybody is suspicious – that's his destiny

And for many years his passion is to sniff...

Sniff at crooks, sniff at freaks

Sniff at snotty dough

Sniff at rats, sniff at queers, sniff at fools

Sniff at minds, sniff at hearts

Sniff at snuffy souls

Sniffy sneaks – better sniff at your rules