 Title: You Canґt Steal My Love
I was walking down the street with
my chains tied up to my feet
I leaned instead of jiggie with the
sidewalk
Now this street tells the same old
boring tale that has failed in so many
ways of life
To trust its stories you’ve got to be
dull as them
And all the love I’ve got in here
You’ve just killed you peasants didn’t
even care
The love I had in store you raped for
more
And all the dreams I had in here
you’ve just stolen
You peasants didn’t even care
But the dreams I had for her you
cannot touch, my golden hand
‘Cause it’s guarded by your promises
I met her in a crowded room where
the bookshelves help you and
knowledge takes your hand
I watched her beauty from an
armchair
I said “Hey girl have you seen that
film with those kids in New York in
the eighties
Oh, you have – Well, can I watch it
with you anyway”
And all the love I’ve got in here…
Congratulation Mr. Major you savior,
betrayer, you stinking master of
trusts
How does it feel to ride all those
horses
You cannot touch our hearts when
we’re in bloom
I assume that we’ll win over the
heads again
We conceal non, you’ll feel none,
that’s what I promise
And all the love we’ve got in store,
you can’t kill You peasants! We won
it all
And the love I have for her you
cannot touch, my golden hand,
‘Cause it’s guarded by your filthy
promises
And all the love I’ve got in here…
Honey I love you, like the summer
falls
And the winter crawls you’re above
and beyond me…
Written by: Dixgård/Norén
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