Today's Best Song Ever: The Visitors

 

 

I hear the doorbell ring and suddenly the panic takes me 

The sound so ominously tearing through the silence 

I cannot move, I'm standing 

Numb and frozen 

Among the things I love so dearly 

The books, the paintings and the furniture 

Help me 

The signal's sounding once again and someone tries the door-knob 

None of my friends would be so stupidly impatient 

And they don't dare to come here 

Anymore now 

But how I loved our secret meetings 

We talked and talked in quiet voices 

Smiling 

Now I hear them moving 

Muffled noises coming through the door I feel I'm 

Crackin' up 

Voices growing louder, irritation building 

And I'm close to fainting 

Crackin' up 

They must know by now I'm in here trembling 

In a terror evergrowing 

Crackin' up 

My whole world is falling, going crazy 

There is no escaping now, I'm 

Crackin' up 

These walls have witnessed all the anguish of humiliation 

And seen the hope of freedom glow in shining faces 

And now they've come to take me 

Come to break me 

And yet it isn't unexpected 

I have been waiting for these visitors 

Help me 

 

 

 

 

 

Jemand hat zu "The Visitors" auf YT geschrieben: "We had a radio station here that played this record for weeks without telling its listeners who the band was. They were getting dozens of calls a day raving about the song and requests that it be played again. Once the station finally announced that it was ABBA, the calls stopped. People are such idiots."

 

 

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