Big Drum Lyrics - Fischer-z

Bass Drum. . . war symbol, move me on with dignity 

Look at these hands they're trouble. 

Everthing I touch is moving I'm not sure I like it, 

conflicting rythmns in my head. 

Those damn nerves won't give up they're playing hell with me now. 

I tend to be distracted by the simplest of things 

So fly me up to heaven on a distant pair of wings. 

Big Drum. . . put me on the night train to China 

Big Drum. . . put me on a plane for Brazil. 

I can't work, with pleasure, I think, think mmmm 

wish I wasn't here. It's no fun to chase your shadow 

... I never used to pretend. 

Bass Drum goes on for ever. . . Bass Drum never changes time. . . 

Bass Drum oh so lonely 

And not so much as a conversation 

I tend to be distracted by the simplest of things 

So fly me up to heaven on a distant pair of wings. 

Big Drum. . . put me on the night train to China. 

Big Drum. . . put me on a plane for Brazil. 

Bass Drum war symbol 

See the children of the free world dancing 

Bass Drum war symbol 

Look at the price of fun. . . every one.