Teksty: The Catherine Wheel. Crank.

Love my superstitious games
Running circles round my brain
When I'm left smiling

I love to steal this living steam
My head in someone's dream
I'm tired of sleeping

Call me Crank, my idea
Crank, so super
Crank, my conscience clear

I build my canopy of steel
It fulfills my sense of real
A chrome protection

Just call me Crank, my idea
Crank, so super
Crank, my conscience clear
It's clear

In this small partition, like a prison
Explode time bomb
If you know where I come from

Just call me
You call me Crank, my idea
Crank, so super
Crank, my conscience clear

Please call me Crank, it's what I need
Crank, my mind in seed
Crank, my dream complete

Lay down
Lay down
Lay down