The call of death

Up, up to the roof
To take an end of
Wrong things we do
From up here
Watchin` a sweet couple
Necking each other
Holding their hands
But the man is
Not aware that his
Lover two-times she's
Hiding this too well
Such a whore, she's here just for profit
She gives a damn on him
Through a minute they'll both
Be hit by a passing bus

I hear the devil says
Jump down jump down
Everything is meaningless
So what's the point of being alive
Let your worries be over now
We both know that you're too lonely
To resist the call of death

And a pair
Of quarters ahead
There is an eight-year
Boy's laughing with his friends
Cannot even think
That on his fifteenth
He'll get hooked on hard drugs and
Be dropped out next year
To die due to lungs' cancer then

I hear the devil says
Jump down jump down
Everything is meaningless
So what's the point of being alive
Let your worries be over now
We both know that you're a doughface
Can't resist the call of death

Look here
Someone's puppy
Is killed
By someone's neighbors
While the babies-twin are about to be drown
By their new sixteen-year mom
Kicked out
Of home by her father
Which likes
To hurt the others
To kill innocent puppies when he's tipsy or high
They all think they do things right

I hear the devil says
Jump down jump down
Everything is meaningless
So what's the point of being alive
Let your worries be over now
We both know that you're too tired
To resist the call of death

Up, up to the roof
To take an end of
Wrong things we do
Up, up to the roof
To take an end of
Everything we do