Nell — “Boy-X” English lyrics
Because a dog like me is listening To words not even fit for dogs, I’m in a bad mood. The only thoughts that come up Are unspeakably bad. I cannot breathe. This song’s for you. This song’s for you. This song’s for you.
The unqualified politician Has no interest in the ailing and weak. Strike three and you’re out. The unqualified revolutionary Is the number one bored armchair activist. Strike three and you’re out.
For whom and for what Those prayers and devotion were intended Have probably been forgotten. Just taking steps and rising up, They probably can’t see beyond that. I’m in a bad mood. This song’s for you. This song’s for you. This song’s for you.
The unqualified politician Has no interest in the ailing and weak. Strike three and you’re out. The unqualified revolutionary Is the number one bored armchair activist. Strike three and you’re out.
The unqualified educator Is the murderer of many dreamers. Strike three and you’re out. The unqualified believer, The compline crucifix is like a swastika. Strike three, yes, you’re out. You’re out. You’re out. You’re out. You’re out. Yes, you’re out.
(The unqualified artist)
