These days go by and no one knows. how much I've tried to let her know.. And some would say that it's how it go's,. but I would say that I hardly know..
The marketing kings are at it again. Theyre selling you lies, becoming your friends. Until the end. . Irresistible charm, a well playing game. The target is you and theyre taking aim.
Let's take our time. We'll make it worth the while. (How long? How long?). Speed up and then slow down. But never out of style. (How long? How long?).
Street fighting saviors. Flashes down the street. Got my mind on the favors. So damn hard to make ends meet. . Way above the action. Next to a liars mind.
When the day is over. and I've fed my kama. When "...the wind cries Mary". ...Lingers on. . Feels like I'm walking in water. anguished water. With twisted emotions.
Nominate myself for what I want to achive. Form my surroundings in relation to the seed. Smiles swims in a muddy breath. thirsting pulsating blood. What else can I do, than to feed me with a bigger thirst.
Sedated every night. I had my wine and my joints. A couple of sleeping pills. Tears of tiredness dripping down. . But after a while, I began to lose my song.
Let me sing for pleasure. Let me drink my treasure. Up to the mountain of faith. Hit me again. . While you kiss your left brain. You oppress you right brain.
Fine woman won't you buy me another drink. I'm broke but not tired. you can pour all your problems on me. . Smoke queen mama kiss me so sweet. Licker King papa make me feel free.
In ancient times hundreds of years before the dawn of history. Lived an ancient race of people, the druids. No one knows who they were, or what they were doing.
Late afternoon in the open air. A human sea made out of mud and hair. Ain't nothing like a festival crowd. There's too many people so we play too loud.
Springtime is on my mind. Flower bloomin', all the time. Smell the roses, smell the grass. Old man winter can kiss my ass. . Don't you think that it's a pity?.
short and sweet, my baby's all mine. head to feet, she's barely 4'9". she don't come up to here and she stays down there. she don't come up to here if you know what i mean.
Workin' on a sex farm. Tryin' to raise some hard love. Gettin' out my pitch fork. Pokin' your hay. . Scratchin' in your hen house. Sniffin' at your feedbag.
Jeg så en spids nøgenhat i græsset. Den vokser hvor dyrene er frie. Jeg har rejst igennem natten. Rejst så langt for at komme hertil. Jeg så en sol der steg op i øst.
1, 2, 3, 4. . You're my honeybee. I like you and you like me. It's easy can't you see. So won't you get up and dance with me. . Yes I'll be waiting there for you.
Hey, you. You never should've ran. You want to make something. That you can take you down again. . This time you say you're just fine. You need a little something.
1. Strophe:I renn nackert durch n Englischen Garten, sitz high auf'm Monopteros.I kauf mir a Maß am Chinesischen Turm und flanier' mit dir auf der Leopoldstraß'..