Tim Vesely and Martin Tielli

Oh well, I could not believe

The misfortune that beset me

When you came to my door and said "No more."

No more fun, no more believing

No more comrade in this war

I knew you'd become sick of me anyway

Because I never change... I am always the same

Because I don't believe in things I can't see

Because I never change... I am always the same

Because I don't believe in things that are not true

Well, it's back to the creek

With these things and their reflections

And there is nothing here that says it's not here

No more words, no contradiction

No more hypacrylic dreams

I NEVER DID BELIEVE IN ROCK AND ROLL ANYWAY

And mother said, "Lying's wrong."