Come on Eva take my hand
She could break the whole damn band
I was walking around like a crazed cop
With a head full of intent
There's gonna be an accident
Tuesday to Saturday
Money's all been spent
Maybe Friday rob a bank
Driving around in your big black car
It's not a BMW or a company car
There's gonna be an accident
Theres's gonna be...
Do you remember Petra Schelm?
She was nineteen when she got gunned down
I remember when I was sixteen
The acid was tinged with red
Fire magic in my head
Walking around with heavy manners
You're going home in a fucking ambulance
There's gonna be an accident
There's gonna be...
Ah, follow me down, down on a escalator
Department stores, friends like yours
You're gonna go down sooner or later, Ah-ha...
I was lying in the back seat of the car
Thinking that this time we've gone too far
When we thought we were smart in a government shop
Talking 'bout mace and the Eastern bloc
There's gonna be an accident
Riding around on vodka and aspirin
You're gonna end up in casualty
There's gonna be an accident
There's gonna be an accident