[Andi Deris / Alfred Koffler]. . Listen I'd like to tell you a story. How to get from low to high. To get to a hundred from zero. I'm talking 'bout a man sleeping.
[Andi Deris]. . I'll take your body. I'll beat in your heart. So never turn up your cards. Else I'll own your honey. Since I'm wearing your shoes. I'm blessed but that's the truth.
I don't wanna write. I just wanna drink all night. HEY! HEY! another day starts a new. Waste half of the that one too. On the porch with Paddy. HEY! HEY! sleep right through.
I don't wanna write. I just wanna drink all night. On the porch with paddy. HEY! HEY! another day starts a new. Waste half of the that one too. On the porch with Paddy.
We head for land. We're pressed for time. We head for land. Request the time. I moved away. I know the way. I looked away.... . Your eyes. My skin. Your pool.
Oh Penelope. Are you filled with air. Swallowed oxygen. Made you float up?. Is it Dropsy?. Will your lungs swell?. It's depressing me. To see you struggle.
[Pimp C]. Smoke somethin, bitch!. A trademark (trademark), know what I'm talkin 'bout?. Young Pimp.. know what we doin? (Texas!). . [Hook: Pimp C]. Smokin out, pourin up, puttin dick up in yo' slut.
You crucify me day by day. And watch my eyes bleed. You squeeze my head. but I'm breaking bad. Won't bring me to my knees. Feeling like shit. Walking down the street.
Maybe she'll snap her wrists doing cartwheels. Or her ankle dancing drunken at some rave. Maybe she'll go through a windshield. And have twinkling bits of lass stuck in her face.
I dream sometimes of a brother in red. The first unborn, perhaps the son of God aborted. And tossed and a garbage bag, life is black comedy. Slapstick and vulgarity, unworthy of the name.
An entire year of you. In a single speck of blood. The gun smiles your smile. And the razor whispers your name. . They are just frigid hands. From the other side of the world.
Young unicorns snatched from the impossible. Skies precious horns, ordinary chainsaws. I am left with horses revolting in the normalcy. Shipwrecked by a face all sweet and empty.
Everyone quickly hushed up and took a step back. As Jenifer rose and stood over the girl, examining her handiwork. Her heart lay motionless beneath her, seemingly dead.
This morning ends the thrill, for you just made your kill. You took that dream and slowly slit its throat. . The silence burns my ears, my senses are aware.
Can you see?. It's coming towards me. Can you see?. It's heading towards. Can you see?. It's coming on down from the skies above. Can you see...The Lord?.
you only outride the same outside. and be refused by entry, cut down high. you'll be beside yourself, and criminal elements dig. the underground that stalemate to thyself the plane outside.....