Open City(其他) - The Waitresses

Throw your pistol in the river
Ditch the trucks, we can walk from here
Only bring what you can carry
Everything you need is waiting there
Look!Fire!They're burning all the money!
Raise a toast!Throw your wallet in!
"To days of wood, days before metal
When we were animals, not coins"
They gave up on government
Everything works on common sense
Nailed high on the main gates
Is the only law, the law of chance
Guerrilla poets ink a wall
Children with no rhythm dance
To rebel music at a painter's house Now there's never an empty glass
What am I doing here?
Grabbing my piece of history
I'm braver with a hammer
My hands can shape this place
What am I doing here?
Answering stupid questions
Why am I here?
There's no place else left to go...