Comentário a respeito de John

Get out of my way
I prefer to walk alone
Let me decide my life
I don't need to be told
On which side the Sun rises
Because there my heart beats

I dream and write in big letters again
On the walls of the country
John, time has been messing with us, yes
John, I don't forget (oh, no, oh, no!)
Happiness is a hot weapon
Hot, hot

Get out of my way
I prefer to walk alone
Let me decide my life
I don't need to be told
On which side the Sun rises
Because there my heart beats

Under the light of your cigarette in bed
Your rouge face, your lipstick tells me
John, time has been messing with us, yes
John, I don't forget (oh, no, oh, no!)
Happiness is a hot weapon
Hot, hot