Lyrics:
baby
Water ice, sleeveless fights, despot, I know, yes, I know
Angel eyes, simoniz, yes, I know
He's a scared baby, afraid of a plane
Hid under his desk
drowned that Jew in Rampton as he washed his sleeveless shirt
You know, that Spanish-speaking gentlemen the one we all called Kurt
Come now, gentleman,
drowned that Jew in Rampton as he washed his sleeveless shirt
You know, that Spanish-speaking gentlemen the one we all called Kurt
Come now, gentleman,
I’m living the sleeveless life
I feel so free my arms so lithe
I’m living that sleeveless life
Man alive no more struggle no more strife
baby
Water ice, sleeveless fights, Despot, I know, yes, I know
Angel eyes, Simoniz, yes, I know
He's a scared baby, afraid of a plane
Hid under his desk
See you over there fire on the leaves
Blood on my sleeveless shirt
When i need you but you don't even care
Not there for me, so you could leave
Giorgio moroder/pete belotte
(from the soudtrack of "metropolis", 1984)
Is there a mask behind the face
Is it a sleeveless ace
Can a smile
Your sleeveless heart
Lights its fire every night
Kindling conviction with some lines
From books you've barely put a crease in
Out in the dark
We
was incredible
All of Groper's Fat Gang dressed in sleeveless T-shirts
Whinging, whinging for perfection
Hear them whinging, whinging for perfection
We
that Jew in Rampton
As he washed his sleeveless shirt
You know, that Spanish-speaking gentlemen
The one we all called Kurt
Come now, gentleman
I know
Cigarettes and carrot juice
Get yourself a new tattoo
For those sleeveless days of June
I'm sitting on the cafe Zinho steps
With a book I
mind is stricken.
I'm wearing my heart sleeveless and I'm always up for kickin?
This is my favorite city pity everywhere the enemy.
From the beginning
stricken.
I'm wearing my heart sleeveless and I'm always up for kickin?.
This is my favorite city pity everywhere the enemy.
From the beginning serious
Close my eyes and feel the crash
Let the snow pass me
My sleeveless jumper
I fucked up
Still climbing the stairs
Phoning for back up
Looking up
Spineless bitches in backless dresses
Wore my feelings on my sleeveless
My weed seedless, my trees leafless
I miss my diagonal grilled cheeses
And back
Baby I was a loser
Several years on the dole
An Englishman with a very high voice
Doing rock and roll
There are seas of sleeveless T-shirts
Didn't matter anymore
She's got a sleeveless heart
And ice flows through her veins
When she's alone at night
She listens to the rain
Takes her back
revolutionized
The sleeveless sweater
Fashion sense
The biggest paterns
Balancing
Their karmic scales
Incell outcasts
Stop while it lasts
We stumble mapless
Sleeveless dress you're in my head
Imagine us together
Break our bread you're
Butter soft we're
Dancing on the armoire
Dancing on the armoire
Street shit
I know that you ready for that beef shit
Beef shit
You probably ready for that creep shit
Creep Shit
Aint no hanging out like we sleeveless
my heart sleeveless and I'm always up for kickin'
This is my favorite city pity everywhere the enemy
From the beginning serious history
nothing's
heart on my sleeve, it's just too bad your shirts are sleeveless
The grass it was much greener with you lying next to me
And with my arms wrapped around
To wait for chemicals drying
Ecological night (Logical night)
Sleeveless dress is the sunrise (Dress is the sunrise)
The animal bites (Animal bites)
Sleeveless shirt full of dirt sayz "Darling Die"
And I'm evil
And I'm evil-yes, I am
And I'm evil-I am man
And I'm evil-yes, I fuckin' am!
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