I've got the dynamo of volition The po-pole position Automatic transmission with lo-ow emissions I'm a brand new addition to the old edition With the
Ohh, look out babe I got stupid little job It's drivin' me insane With those keyhole people All they do is complain 'Bout the tattoo on my arm The ring
And he said goodnight It will all come crashing down And I wish I could say I'm ready I can hardy breathe You can barely look at me And I can't take the
I came to dance, dance, dance, dance I hit the floor 'Cause that's my, plans, plans, plans, plans I'm wearing all my favorite Brands, brands, brands,
Lets write a song, baby My balls are bigger than a dynamite satchel of pain, Now sit your ass in the chair and I'll tell you my name, My daddy always
Let's call it dynamo The energy, the electricity Let's call it dynamo Infinity, the omnipotency It's like a storm, a squall of energy A powerburst, the
Oh, look out Bill! I got a studip little job It's drivin' me insane With those keyhole people All they do is complain About the tattoo on my arm The ring
Du hast mich lahmgelegt und aufgeputscht wie ein Dornröschen wachgeknutscht du beißt mir sanft die Lippen rot und mein Herz schlägt sich
The first burning candle Like a newborn in a cradle Forgotten at days For autumnal landscapes The slowly falling leaves Like a man's heavy tear Alone
Ta mig over brinnande vatten Lat snon smalta i handen Fangad av starkaste nat Sanden star torr och het Det tisslar och tasslar Lyssna - Loven prasslar
Kom ut ur din svarta lada Ge mig naglar for min klada Slicka mig med din fratande tunga Lat dina magiska lapper sjunga En sida efter den andra Sidor
Open the white doors To the field of thoughts Where no light dances Through the 6 panes (white pain) Sanat muodostuvat ajatusten galleriassa Tieto on
Svarar framtiden pa tomhetens forganga drommar Skapas kunskap av svalda ord ur bockers strommar Living in the inner worlds Collecting all the fallen
...och ater fran havens land Dessa tunna sidor tunga blad Vindar som noter stenar Vagor som skriver namn Nar livets grenar aro brutna Da tarfyllda ogon
Trang dig genom vaggens bud Till en varld utan ljud an exponent for number 10 and m(3) Ett rum (5,101 x 10(14)m(2)) i djupets botten is supposed to the
Skuggan foddes av smarta For livet som var borta Som vattnet i brunnen I en andlos tunnel En skur av het sno Kvaver asikter med rok Farger ar tystnadens
I put my ears to the streets and got hostile A-F-U, I'ma show you my style All the ladies get buck and show me your style You wanna ride with king of
see me ride out of the sunset of your colored tv screen out for everyone i can get if you know what i mean women to the left of me and women to the right