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After all,well after all still you don’t know all you want to know
just falling stars like floating sparks
and zodiacal forecasts

Red moonlight\/purple moonlight
supernova\/supernova
venus, mars and jupiter
are falling at your feet

Before the flames of my desire
Set my memories on fire
Oh my friend!
Before the flames of my desire
Set my memories on fire
Oh my friend!
When the moon became a head
Shake my hand just once again

love me when you cry
and melt me into your eyes
the make up on your cheeck
looking like a matisse
cage me into your eyes
like a diamond in a mine
a crown without a king
like a cloud without rain

Hey… Not quite "radical chic" oh babe
dad is a socialist and he gave me
a cossack hat every birthday

ain't got no tycoon flag to burn
but i got a collection of coca cola cans
babe let's crash them!

She's mrs macabrette
She paints the lamps with black
She spreads crysanthenums on her steps
Three black plumes on her hat
Glass buttons on her breast
The cypress bows down on her step
She's mrs macabrette
She makes love with the cats

Nightmare city, whenever I name you
nightmare city, there’s someone that hears me
nightmare city, revering the master

the bloodhounds smelling your blood

Nightmare city, a candle to “our lady”
nightmare city, a bloody libation

Summer, you are waiting for your summer
you're waiting for the sunburns
to lick on your skin

running, you dry your tears
and running you stop your ears
and run on to listen to your beat
Summer, you are waiting for your summer

Out on the tar plains the glides are moving

All looking for a new place to drive

You sit beside me so newly charming

Sweating dewdrops glisten, freshing your side

It's the day of the bluff!
It's the day of the bluff!
I don't know who is first

I don't know who is last
I can hear just the shutters rattling
Anyway anyway I'm lost!
Anyway anyway I'm lost!

friends, friends of my friends with head in their hands i bought i new gun for
the monkey on my back a little rispect! …
a little depressed!
no time for games and for success and nobody hail i'
m riding a whale and away like a train through a chemical rain i'
m learning to pray the redemptional way i want to be rich and famous!
you, imagining you gradation of blue i'
m changing your wins with a bundle of booze i'

i’m burning like a candle
amongst the dynamite
i am resounding like an empty church
and smoking like a gun
you're glowing as a diamond skull
sweet like a poisoned kiss, oh god!
you are silent like the morning rain
a cherry into my rum