At the schools In my dreams In your eyes and in the dust of the World In my soul In my fears In the night I can tell the things At the lonely streets I can hear All the words That i need to go on I want to scream To my group, to the incautious men And all the fool girls I know All the things that i want Aren´t here But i can do it by myself The fun lies in the cars, in the bitches, in all the true love The fun lies on the roads, in the drinks, in all that you need