wanna be much more like you Your effortlessly graceful scene That drips from every pore of you Where logic cannot intervene I wanna take a bath with
C'est le malaise du moment, L'epidemie qui s'etend, La fete est finie, on descend, Les pensees qui glacent la raison. Paupieres baissees, visages
C'est le malaise du moment L'epidemie qui s'etend La fete est finie on descend Les pensees qui glacent la raison Paupieres baissees, visage gris Surgissent
A friend in need is a friend indeed A friend with weed is better A friend with breasts and all the rest A friend who is dressed in leather A friend in
for rats to die It's a race, a race for rats A race for rats to die Sick and tired of Maggie's farm She's a witch with broken arms to wave Your worries
Coming up beyond belief On this coronary thief More than just a leitmotif More chaotic, no relief I'll describe the way I feel Weeping wounds that never
There are twenty years to go, the best of all I hope. Enjoy the ride, the medicine show. And thems the breaks for we designer fakes. We need to concentrate on more
Strange infatuation seems to grace the evening tide I'll take it by your side Such imagination seems to help the feeling slide I'll take it by your side
Always stays the same, nothing ever changes English summer rain seems to last for ages Always stays the same, nothing ever changes English summer rain
our friendship to the test And late at night whilst on all fours She used to watch me kiss the floor What's wrong with this picture? What's wrong with
: Shine the headlight, straight into my eyes. Like the roadkill, I'm paralysed. You see through my disguise At the drive-in, double feature, pull
been an extrovert, but i'm still breathing. Someone tried to do me ache (it's what I'm afraid of) With hindsight, I was more than blind, lost without
rehearsal, got the muse in my head she's universal, spinnin' me round she's coming over me. Does his makeup in his room douse himself with cheap perfume
ruthless, in the face of beauty In this matrix, it's plain to see It's either you or me. Bruise, pristine, serene, we were born to lose. Cast a line with
: A friend in need's a friend indeed, A friend with weed is better, A friend with breasts and all the rest, A friend who?s dressed in leather, A
: If it's a bad day, you try to suffocate. Another memory... scarred. If it's a bad case, then you accelerate, you're in the getaway... car. You
: Come back to me awhile Change your style again Come back to me awhile Change your taste in men It's been this way since Christmas Day Dazzled,
: Sucker love is heaven sent. You pucker up, our passion's spent. My hearts a tart, your body's rent. My body's broken, yours is spent. Carve your