FIFTEEN DEAD

music: Christian Donovan - lyrics: Christian Donovan

It’s a fine summer’s day and fifteen are dead
Fifteen dead fifteen dead
Was it speed or ecstasy or what made them so mad?
Fifteen dead fifteen dead

    Sixteen dead seventeen dead
    Eighteen dead nineteen dead
    Twenty dead twenty-one dead

Did someone stumble over a protruding dead tree root?
Fifteen dead fifteen dead
Was it the collapsed gully or an open high heel boot?
Fifteen dead fifteen dead

    Sixteen dead seventeen dead…

Was it the police chain that trapped them in the tube?
Fifteen dead fifteen dead
A stupid drugged up techno or just a country rube?
Fifteen dead fifteen dead

One thing it is certain their deaths were not in vain
Fifteen dead fifteen dead
We’ll never have to see the fucking loveparade again
Fifteen dead fifteen dead

    Sixteen dead seventeen dead
    Eighteen dead nineteen dead
    Sixteen dead seventeen dead
    Eighteen dead nineteen dead
    Twenty dead twenty-one dead