Besedila: Iggy Pop. Soldier. I Need More.

I walk around, and I flop around
Well I need something, that will be found
More venom's, more dynamite, more disaster
And I need more than I ever did before
But everything is going up in price

My life is going alright up till now
Even so there's something missing
More truth, more intelligence
More future, more laugh, more culture
Don't forget adrenaline, more freedom

And I need more than an ordinary grind
And the more I think the more I need
More clouds, I'll take more money
More champagne, I can't forget my brain

More floor's, more door's, more mustard
Pickle and relish
And I need more than an ordinary grind

Everybody ought to love his job
And live his life and keep his pride

Imperturbably happy with the one you love
With an exciting future on the fat of the land

And I need more than an ordinary grind
And the more I think the more I need
My life is going' alright up till now
Even so it's not enough for me

And I need more
And I need more
And I need more

Than I ever did before
I need to lead a dissipate existence
And play scratchy records and enjoy my decline
With more divorce
More distance
More future, more culture

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