middle of the riddle lyrics – alphaville

at the edge of the moon there’s
a lonely man
and he blows on his h*rn as
strong as he can
and the girl at the bar wipoes the breath
of winter away with a smile of her face
and a little black dog barks along
with a loon
is this my appointment or did i came
too soon
got a strange invitation for teatime ’twas
given by somebody
i can’t recall
it’s the middle of the riddle
it’s not very serious
it’s nothing but a big surprise
and the president’s horse is a rabbit
of course
that is livin’ in a big boy’s mind
livin’ in a big boy’s mind
and i skate on a knife on a wire
that is strung from this song
to a distant sh*r*
and then i say
intuition is just another phase of chance
while we’re walking the old
pyramid’s floors
(little pharaoh’s)
and the little black dog
here it comes again
he’s a true companion in a foreign land
on a quest for the valley of boojums and birthdays
and phone calls i cannot recall
it’s the middle of the riddle
it’s not very serious
it’s nothing but a big surprise
and the president’s horse is a rabbit
of course
that is livin’ in a big boy’s mind
we’re livin’ in a big boy’s mind
livin’ in a big boy’s mind
all of man shan’t talk to the one
at the helm
and the man at the helm shall talk to no
one at all (rule forty-two)
and a horse is a rabbit of course
(yes indeed)
yes, a horse is a rabbit of course
guitars blacky schwarz ruszczynski
strings klaus schulze
additional percussion hansi behrendt

/ alphaville lyrics