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Boom-Boom, can you hear me? Calling out your name.
Boom-Boom, can you hear me? Calling out for you.

Who am I? And if yes, how many?
What is the answer, what if, there isn´t any?
Is it One or two, and when does now begin?
How long is temporary and is standing here a sin?

A-a-ah

Ah, a-a-aha, a-a-ah,
helo,helo ma petite

Je lui ai demande, parlez vous english?
elle a repondue: non, je parle amour

I boycott everthing thats not made by my hands
my hands, my hands.
I boycott everthing thats not made by my hands
my hands, my hands.

If I have to, I build myself a cardboard house
with a cardboard porge for my girl and my spouse
And If I have to, I build myself a cardboard street

You look at me and I look at you.
I know the answer, it's false or true.
I memorize every word you say.
Who is Google, anyway?
I can tell, where your fingers go.
On one hand yes, on the other no.
I know you better than you know yourselves.
You stare at me when you touch yourselves.

do you want to party with the bonaparte
at the mighty mighty in wellington?
do you want to party with the bonaparte
in the room at the top of the stairs?
do you want to party with the bonaparte
in a messed up space calles jacob's house?
do you want to party with the bonaparte
in the circus at bar twenty five?

Today I'm gonna get, get myself a gun
Today I'm gonna get, get myself a gun
I wanna shoot, I wanna shoot
All that I've got is one bullet
I've got a finger on the trigger
Ooh, I wanna pull it
I wanna shoot my ego down
I wanna shoot my ego down

Oh yeah, guess that's okay
We can talk about mammary glands
No, I'm not obsessive compulsive
I just like to wash my hands
Yes, I like your neon sweater
Well, maybe I should have mentionde
I've got ADHD
But I do deserve all the attention

in the house where the words are broken
and the forest has got no trees
where there’s nothing left unspoken
the ferry of broken seas

somewhere down where streets are ending
down the road of no return
we will meet where hearts are mending

I can read, I can write, I can shout, I can fight
I can kiss, I can bite, I can do it, if I like

But everybody says, I can't dance, I can't dance
Everybody says, I can't dance, I can't dance

Everybody says I get lost, when I try, I could care, I could die
I can scream, when you're with me, I'll pretend, that we're busy

[Verse 1]
Customized errors, hand-crafted mistakes
They have brought us here whatever it takes
To err is human, but it feels divine
My fingers slowly climb in the notches of your spine
Valleys and dunes forming on the backseat
A sun hanging in the sky, your sweat is sweet
The shadow of a bird on your pretty face

I was one of the ramones
Started the band
Wrote all the songs
I am a clone
The clone of a clone
The 5th Beatle
Of the rolling stones
You read the book

I found this peace of paper in my pocket and it's got a name on it
I don't feel like talking really, but... I don't know
My fingers they slipped onto the dial and I spun your number

Love dangerous living kills, love dangerous living kills
Love dangerous living kills, love dangerous living kills

I've tried to call a ouple of times before today

[Intro]
Uh, uh-uh-uh
Uh, uh-uh-uh
Uh, uh-uh-uh, uh-uh-uh

[Intro]

[Verse 1]

Two eyes - a thousand faces
Two lips - they follow the traces
I can't forget, I don't remember neither
Tease like a traitor
The tongue is the leader

Sweat stains - not that it matters
What remains is perfectly scattered

Riding out & about,
bare back through the valley,
giddy up my white stallion,
one massive muse.
I can feel every muscle
in the depth of the valley,
polka dots & banjos
paralyzing speed.

If you're looking in the mirror you will see me
I am you dressed as a monkey
If you're looking in the mirror you will see me
I am you dressed as a monkey
When I'm coming through the gates you will find me
I am hidden in a trojan donkey
When I'm coming through the gates you will find me
I am hidden in a trojan donkey

I've made one mistake in my life
I should have burned Berlin down
And now the drugs are slowly wearing off
And your smile looks more like a frown

I give you freedom - you are alone
Memento mori, infinitum nihil
I'd tear your heart out if you had one

Words are my big obsession,
I gotta rave rave rave.
except my indiscretion,
craving for words, walking in posession
I gotta rave rave rave,
a little (?)
bound to miss behave.

Я встретил вас на рынке фермеров
Мы смотрели на лук
Вы сказали, что "зеленые хороши для тебя"
Следовательно, я должен попробовать пастернак, также
Огкрец и салат
Они просто действуют мне на нервы
Мне нравятся автоматизированные вещи
Органические переоценили

When I'm looking at life chopped up with a kitchen knife
I see that the lifestyle is there long before I arrive
I see that everything's been said but not everyone yet
And then something always happens but nothing ever really does

I'm eleven, then sixteen, in it for passinon & compassion
Stick my head into a bag and they go: fashion! fashion!
Do a headstand for days and days, I watch the world reveal

You know too much, too much, too much, too much, too much
Much too much, too much, too much, too much
Much too much, too much, too much, too much, too much much

You know James Joyce, I like your voice
You know Baudelaire, I like your hair
You know Churchill, I know kill bill
You know Tolstoy, I know Playboy

i reconcile the physical with the intellectual
until i'm bleeding to death and you think it's conceptual
until i know what i'm doing, i am misunderstood
put my finger in the outlet makes my hair look good

i talk about politics, you understand party
i sing about party-chicks, you think i'm retarded
half a scissor is still a knife - home after work is still half a life

I'll make your bed
I'll clean your clothes
I'll scrub the floor
I'll scrub your face
I'll brush your hair
I'll floss your teeth
I'll buy the food
I'll cook the food

(who took it?) – who took the yellow little pill?
(who took it? )– who took the yellow little pill?
(who took it?) – who took the yellow little pill?
(who took it?) – who took it? who?

who came along to start a fight? – it wasn’t me
who said it hurts but it’s alright? – it wasn’t me
who was the one who pushed’n’shoved? – it wasn’t me

My coats are designer clothes
the shirts, the skys, the CBOs
I know where we come from, whether we go
come grab your popcorn, enjoy the show.

Wir sind keine Menschen,
wir sind Tiere,
Tiere sind wir,

No, I'm not drunk - I'm just dancing.
No I'm not sick - It's my style.
No, I'm not dead - I'm just sleeping.
Waking up will take a while.
No, I don't care what you're saying.
No, I do not want to talk.
Yes, I've got a mouth to feed so I'll decide what it will speak.

You know
Too much, too much, too much, too much, too much.
Much too much, too much, too much, too much.
Much too much, too much, too much, too much.
Too much. Much.

You know James Joyce, I like your voice.
You know Baudelaire, I like your hair.

I met you at the farmers' market
We were looking at onions
You said "greens are good for you"
I should try some parsnips, too
Cucumber and lettuce
They just make me nervous
I like things automated
Organic is overrated