21 Market Street Lyrics

(G.Stöcker/D.Seebass)



Another stone in the field, your name it was signed long before – to me –
like a writing on the wall.
The traveller´s donation now to be spend:
Your fee´s to give rush to the ferryman.

Better kill Miss Marple first.
I got a 1st class ticket, one-way to cemetery lane.
And I could could not resist – and I didn´t want to resist.
Yes, I could not resist anymore.


21 Market Street is a good place to die


You sought for cure unaware. Your eyes rested upon my face – a glimpse –
Was the moment that I knew.
A deed! It´s pure obedience, I am sent!
Determined servant, the ferryman.

Better kill Miss Marple first.
I got a 1st class ticket, one-way to cemetery lane.
And I could not resist – and I didn´t want to resist.
Yes, I could not resist anymore.


21 Market Street is a good place to die


The deed this far, finally. Your soul transmissed, a mortal frame you left.
And all your dreams will burn to ashes.
Despite the needle as a curse, hungry curiosity is worse.

Better kill Miss Marple first.
I got a 1st class ticket, one-way to cemetery lane.
And I could not resist - and I didn´t want to resist.
Yes, I could not resist anymore.


(Dank an Guido Stöcker für den Text)