Slip & Fall

Steindamm on a Thursday when the shouting breaks the night
The stand-arounds slide apart and slip away from sight
The kebab stalls, the betting halls... he runs to make the turn
The PENNY drunks are muttering when's Gunni gonna learn

Slip and fall... slip and fall

A gentle breeze in Blankenese, sun twinkling in the wind
Micha's on his knees in the bonsai trees, chest pains come again
Highlight reels of business deals that swept him to the top
The empty feel of the spinning wheels pushed him near the drop

Slip and fall... slip and fall

Nobody's born immune
Wonder what you're gonna do
When the ball rolls over you

The keeper of the privilege holds the first and final words
While every other syllable struggles to be heard
Sisters, brothers, neighbours, lovers... the way the web is spun
So much to lose, so much to gain, a hundred ways to come undone

Slip and fall... slip and fall



Credits
Writer(s): Morgan Pendleton
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