I've suffered long enough in this ghost town.
I saw the walls, called their bluff and took them down.
When I think of all the time I've wasted,
All the bitter pills I've tasted,
I have to hang my head and frown:
I've suffered long enough in this ghost town!
Soon came a day under skies that were gray
When I knew I couldn't stay in this ghost town
full of Clones and clowns and carbon copy towns,
with kine and swine and nothing that was mine,
And this town's decline with my hatred intertwined,
So I gather all I find and I bolted it to me,
Fueled my fires and I grabbed my pliers, and I'm lit!
I made my own machine.
Yes, we're building steam:
I hate the same routine.
[Abney Park: Building Steam]
FaRK, Schiffweiler, 24. August 2019.
Foto: Matthias Lippert
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