from the presence of the sun Burn your briefs you leave for France tonight
HOW?!? I'll tell ya later, pop your ass Miss Kezy It's time we stood up for ourselves so get up off your knees. My oh my The chapel bells were tollin'
And this mama-jama don't pussy foot around, alright
And Father will be pacing the floorÔÇ
Drive around the world
Stop by the M.P. on the way home and pick up a bottle of Pepto-Bismol
Since I left, ain't too much changed, still
Come on let's get high
Im Sturzflug haben wir ja immer gewu+èt, sagen die Leute.
raja on sodassa valkoinen liina miinaharava v+„liss+„ korvien
Oooh baby, I love you
Nothin' left but darkness, after your last breath
Aiy, can you say gangsta shit? (Gangsta shit)
the greener syndrome is at hand
so don't even try to figure it out
Higher than a muthafucka
and is the most precious dream
And my life goes on
She gave it and more
The solace of sensory magic, Irreplaceable nirvana,