In the name of the father and the son
Rock and roll

What a sweaty dream
Hysterical and bizarre
With all the eyes
Of betrayal
Your family has nailed me here, oh, oh

And the priest appears
With his finger in the sky
Who rambles to me about loyalty
I would like to speak
Make you understand
That this farce will not change me

But hope is the last to die
Who lived hoping died, it cannot be said
The heart no, no, I won't give it to you
The ring no, no, forget it

I feel cold, paralyzed
Practically chained

But hope is the last to die
Who lived hoping died, it cannot be said
The heart no, no, I won't give it to you
The ring no, no, forget it

I feel cold, paralyzed
Practically chained
Rock and roll

You're beautiful, you're round, you're like the Mona Lisa
More beautiful than the sea, but my road now ends here
If hope is the last to die
Who lived hoping died, it cannot be said
The heart no, no, I won't give it to you
The ring no, no, forget it
No, no, I won't give it to you
The ring no, no, forget it

I feel cold, paralyzed
Practically chained

I feel cold, paralyzed
Practically chained

If hope is the last to die
Who lived hoping, hoping, hoping
Who knows ah
Mona Lisa no, no, I won't give it to you
Who knows, ah
Who knows, ah
Who knows, ah
Who knows, ah
No, forget it
Who knows ah
Who knows ah
Mona Lisa no, no, I won't give it to you

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