(Fettes Brot Cover) Moin moin - was geht? Alles klar bei dir? Wie spat? Gleich neun - okay. Will mal eben los, Fruhstuck holen gehn Schalt den Walkman
Pebbles bleed as the love recedes A waste of breath all this stoic stealth Beyond poppied hills we see The meeting point of our history Impressions
