Alphaville - Middle Of The Riddle Lyrics
At the edge of the moon theres a lonely manAnd he blows on his horn as strong as he canAnd the girl at the bar wipes the breath of winter away with a smile of her faceAnd a little black dog barks along with a loonIs this my appointment or did I come too soonGot a strange invitation for tea time twas given by somebody I cant recallIts the middle of the riddle, its not very seriousIts nothing but a big surpriseAnd the presidents horse is a rabbit of course that is living in a big boys mindLiving in a big boys mindAnd I skate on a knife on a wireThat is strung from this song to a distant shore and then I sayIntuition is just another phase of chanceWhile were crawling through the old pyramids floors(little pharaohs)And the little black dog, here it comes againIts a true companion in a foreign landOn a quest for the valley of boojums and birthdays and phonecalls I cannot recallAll of man shant talk to the one at the helmAnd the man at the helm shall talk to no one, shall talk to no one at all(rule 42)And a horse is a rabbit of course(yes, indeed)Yes, a horse is a rabbit of courseGold/1988
