THE BEST PART OF THAT MOVIE
The coldest winter has come our way
See boys & girls with muscles out at play
With instant sun & handfulls of cold cream
They´re pulling at metal, covering windows with steam

 & the men outside with their mental make-up
 Are waiting for the pretty ones to break up
   The best part of that movie
   was the look in her eyes...

He´s under pressure & over exposed
The night is open & the mystery is closed
The de`javu returns as the feeling goes,
The walls vibrate as the heart it slows

          So well rehearsed & vacant
          They all know how to lie

The glass & the frame where they used to be
The view from the hill is not that much to see
A monument to nothing, it never has been
They´re pulling metal, covering windows with steam