| Gonna bring it back to you |
| I never turned by back to you |
| I remember what you said and what I promised you |
| Took a while to learn the truth |
| Always learnin' somethin' new |
| I believe that I’ve been compromising a moral attitude |
| Compromising, compromising, compromising a moral attitude |
| No surprises, not for me Every time the mobile rings, |
| Always wantin' what I can’t offer |
| I’m just as good as mobile phon-ar |
| Information comes to me Especially that which I don’t need |
| Turns around my mind and awaken day and all night long you lost my sleep |
| Still you’re sittin' and stare at me without a question, no intention for the |
| present |
| No progression from this situation, just oceans of misinformation |
| Oceans, oceans, |
| Oceans of misinformation |
| I said now is there no, compromise? |
| Can anybody show them, how to compromise? |
| Compromising, compromising, compromising, ooohh |
| Keep ‘em comin' back to you |
| Still they’re rushin' back to you |
| Till there’s nothing left to see and now our will is true |
| Gonna bring it back to you |
| Pray let me back to you |
| And believe that it’s all right; it’s all your attitude |
| Ohhh-ahhhhhhhhhhhhh… |
| Ooooooo |
| Ahhhh-ahhh-ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh… |
| «(Garbled) — right now and remember the victims of last week…» |