You Can’t Steal My Love Mando Diao

I was walking down the street
With my chains tied up to my feet
I leaned instead of jiggie with the sidewalk
Now this street tells the same old boring tale
That has failed in so many ways of life
To trust its stories you've got to be dull as them

And all the love I've got in here you've just killed
You peasants didn't even care
The love I had in store you raped for more
And all the dreams I had in here you've just stolen
You peasants didn't even care
But the dreams I had for her you cannot touch, my golden hand
Cause it's guarded by your promises
Yeah, yeah, yeah

I met her in a crowded room where the bookshelves help you and knowledge takes your hand
I watched her beauty from an armchair
I said "Hey girl have you seen that film with those kids in New York in the eighties
Oh, you have – Well, can I watch it with you anyway"

And all the love I've got in here you've just killed
You peasants didn't even care
The love I had in store you raped for more
And all the dreams I had in here you've just stolen
You peasants didn't even care
But the dreams I had for her you cannot touch, my golden hand
Cause it's guarded by your promises
Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah