1941 Tigerkäfig-Tanzcaf?. Wie immer. Du warst mit aner groaen Blonden. Ich war mit der kleinen am ganzen Körper wippenden Karin. Na ja. Der
: (Natalie Merchant) Where in the hell can you go far from the things that you know Far from the sprawl of concrete that keeps crawling its way about
The moon begins to rise upon my fallen eyes I'm taken back to firelight A drunken dreamer's plan to stay just as I am Amidst the dancing paradise
(Natalie Merchant) Where in the hell can you go far from the things that you know Far from the sprawl of concrete that keeps crawling its way about
