Paradise

Paradise

Letiště, podzemka

Na každý station

Vidím je, cítím je

A strange vibration

Loud voices are shouting

Tisíce faces

White stíny, black stíny

So many races

Paradise

Hey sister, some spare change ?

Já drobný nemám

Where are you from ?

Jsem z Prahy

Já vám nic nedám

From Europe ? I know Paris

It's a nice city

Hey sister, chci prachy

Come on, you pretty

To není svět z barevnejch plakátů

Spíš tíseň černobílejch hororů

We want it and get it

So better give us

Mý věci, mý prachy

Nobody hear your crying

We'll live here, we'll die here

We are the creatures

We're born to kill another

Big Apple preachers

Paradise

At the corner in a taxi

Chlapi jsou fightin'

From the window on the third floor

Na mě tak divně koukaj

Na Broadway on a cold day

in mid November

Lidi crying, lidi dying

No one remember

So dirty, so violent

I can't believe it

A Gangster, a killer with an evil spirit

No sunshine, no raining, no vegetation

Big Apple, big atoll, an isolation

It's not like pictures in the magazine

It's more a moment from a horror scene

The city hurts you with the killing sound

It's like the noise of velvet underground

Paradise

We want it and get it

So better give us

Your luggage, your money

Nobody hears my crying

We'll live here, we'll die here

We are the creatures

We're born to kill another

Big Apple preachers

Big Apple, Big Apple

a žádnej New York

Big Apple, Big Apple

Probuď se ze sna baby

Big Apple, Big Apple

Where do you going

Big Apple, Big Apple

My dream is fading

Big Apple, Big Apple

Where do you going

Big Apple, Big Apple

My dream is fading

Big Apple, Big Apple

Where do you going

Big Apple, Big Apple

My dream is fading

Paradise, paradise, paradise