Wolf City

	作词 : Fischelscher, Karrer, Meid ...
	Wolf City
	You are a pearl without pity
	Your glory is
	Like ice cream
	Dripping on the skin of a girl
	And your voodoo-graph is going
	To conquer the world
	While the greyhound leans back
	In the president's chair
	And thousands of children
	On their way home
	Gasp for fresh air
	Your servants set up
	A lean-horse-monument
	In the alley of cars
	A queue with no end
	And thousands of cows
	Rush into bars
	On a wall I see
	Many strange signs
	They say: Johnny B. Goode!

	zuò cí : Fischelscher, Karrer, Meid ...
	Wolf City
	You are a pearl without pity
	Your glory is
	Like ice cream
	Dripping on the skin of a girl
	And your voodoograph is going
	To conquer the world
	While the greyhound leans back
	In the president' s chair
	And thousands of children
	On their way home
	Gasp for fresh air
	Your servants set up
	A leanhorsemonument
	In the alley of cars
	A queue with no end
	And thousands of cows
	Rush into bars
	On a wall I see
	Many strange signs
	They say: Johnny B. Goode!