Fair Trade

Roll me over in the back of the van
In the back of a bath
Take my kidney for cash
Don’t worry yourself
You need this man
You need the cash
You need the cash
Now take a deep breath
Put the knife in my back
«I love you, man
We’re brothers man
I hope that you will understand
I need this man
I need the cash»
«You know this world gets you down
I’ve got a serious problem now
I’ve gotta get out of this town
I’ve gotta get out
I’ve gotta get out»
«Just look at me, I’m crying man
I’ve got your blood on my hands
I don’t know what I’m doing now
I need this man!
I’ve got to get out!»
Yeah, you’ll escape this town
You will get out
You’ll be a Star
And I’ll keep this scar
I’ll keep this scar
I’ll keep this
Start again, I wake up cold
I cannot move
I’ve no control
I don’t know what
I don’t know how
I do not where I am now
I think we met up for a drink
I think I need some time to think
I think it was
I think it was
I think I saw
I think I saw
I do not know if I recall
Meeting up with you at all
Or if I was the final straw
That broke it all
That final straw
I don’t blame
I just don’t understand
Help me out
Help me
Escape this town
You will get out
You’ll be a Star
And I’ll keep this scar
I’ll keep this scar
I’ll keep this…