Yours - Beatsteaks

Your microphone, microphone

Hits me like a bomb

Like a bomb, like a Bomb

Whereever I may roam

I may be right or wrong

I may be on the run

Maybe all alone

Like a rolling stone

Your microphone, microphone

Hits me like a bomb

Like a bomb, like a Bomb

Whereever I may roam

You’re my navigator

My entertainer

My instigator

The Ultimate truth teller

The world is yours

The world is yours

The world is, -yours

Your microphone, microphone

Hits me like a bomb

Like a bomb, like a Bomb

Whereever I may roam

Let the idiots pass

Let the first be the last

Barefoot on shards of glass

Don’t ignore my ass

Your microphone, microphone

Hits me like a bomb

Like a bomb, like a Bomb

Whereever I may roam

You’re my navigator

My entertainer

A hit parader

A soul invator

Fly like an aviator

You’re a gladiator

Like an alligator

Inside the radiator

The ultimate truth teller