Motherfucker, duck, what the fuck, son of a bitch
Could you fancy a poor sailor lad,
If my mind was free I could chase away the demons
All up the spout
Let your character be free
shall we sail on the tide
en ik voel wat ik voel
Do you remember the way it was for you?
From the Throne of Desire
now you're Santa Claus.
If ye dare say one hard word agin her
When you come back home to me
And I can tell just by the way you speak to me
Do na dlo sv
I can't find it, yeah I can't find it
another holy cow to milk,another dead horse you ca
Preferably without any obvious murders
all the pseudo-psycho hippies always stink,
oh to know what it means to be free
Look outside the sky won't fall
das dich gl??cklich gemacht
but maybe I don't want to finish anything any
wide awake wide awake remember
What are you trying to say to me
Never sweatin it, I'm known for packin
But I do understand