Introspective your lives They, well-deserve the "funny" title You need oil to lift your arms Don't have illusions, it's our time All our troubles now are past This english winter is our last And I see you'd ask me "why?" But I can't hear you for thousands cry Take the frist train when the morning lights Come, it's your last chance to greet the sun We take both cash and credit cards Chill, cause we're just about to begin All our troubles now are past This english winter is our last And I see you'd ask me "why?" But I can't hear you for thousands cry All our troubles now are past This english winter will be our last And if you laughed, cause you think it's just "hype" Well, I can"t see here anyone smile...