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Balad of Lake Pearl
03:53
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Lyrics :
The Cross’O , the picture knows
You cannot flight, tonight shy
The big inside, the fiancé
An higher night, to Shanghai.
Nowhere to go, the river flows
You cannot hide the bright side
The pig inside, tatoo cramé
You got no bite in Shanghai.
Sometimes I see a toy, bum drop so do I. Do I?
Before it glows the screen implodes
You can go by the graveyard
That flirt on fire, tu t’es cramé.
No more Champagne in Shanghai.
Sometimes I see a toy, bum drop so do I. Do I?
From the inside, a murder colour
Should I fool you? You bitch you crazy!
From the inside, a murder colour
Should I fool you?
Boy bitch you crazy X8
From the inside.
Should I fool you?
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Volkino
03:27
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Paroles :
The city is quiet, anyone suspects anything
But the elements seem a bit disturbed
Fury Earth is burning as my child’s heart
Padrone, a misfortune never comes alone
You will cum when lava covers your body
My Jennifer keeps my golden bullet
Enjoy Padrone, last time I make you sweat
‘Cause I’ll smoke you down tonight, promises
Sanctus Expeditus is my feature beast-
Bodies as weapons, are souls are damned
Softer skin to better serve you
Cause a hand that caresses is also an hand that kills.
Guaglione my darling go home, forget
Tarantella is over, go away
The main topic will never change, Tragédie
The burning cloud keeps you away from me.
Bullets is my eyes, bullets in my mouth
Gaglione never dare enter my crime scene
If it’s hurting you, you should keep it silent
In a secret place we will look for the last…
Refrain
Sissi boys roam the volcano’s slopes.
At night they find love in the smoke.
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When I go to Lidl I always buy a German cake.
I see your face in cream, chocolate beard, eyes in sugar.
I want more.
I wanna do it myself, this sacred German fucking tasty cake.
To live this sexy recipe, I raise the sauce I’m ready.
I arch my back, the oven is hot, everything vibrates in me.
The mixer a finger I taste, you shouldn’t touch the dish.
Squeeze me like a German cake. Squeeze me like a German cake.
I broke your crushy crust, I drink your candy sugar syrup
You didn’t fuck me up about the flavor, yea, yea, oh, oh
What kind of spicy man are you?
I do not care, I do not care!
Your eyebrows are like earthquakes.
No need for gloria to realise my dreams.
Squeeze me like a German cake. Squeeze me like a German cake.
Now I go to Migros, I started to be cooking roesties.
I’m still looking for cheesing you, my little Putschky Mutscky
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Augenblick
04:13
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Lyrics :
Schau mir nur tief in die Augen
Dort wirst du sehen, was keiner sieht
Schau in den Spiegel des herzens
Er wird dir sagen was Heut geschieht
Rosa geht gut in dienen Stunden
Bis eine Mauer alles sperrt
Hörst du den Schlag meines herzens
Er wird dir gefallen nur quadratisch
Dass hab' ich gleich gewusst
Dass du mir gut sein musst
Das hab ich gleich gesehen.
Verstehen!
Das hab ich gleich gesehen.
Verstehe!
Er kam nie wieder an meine Tür
Dort hielt er seinen Schlag zurück
Hast dich an jedem Stein gestossen
Dafür lass mich für dich vergessen
Gleich gesehen. Verstehe!
Gleich gesehen. Verstehe!
Das hab ich gleich gesehen.
Verstehe!
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Ode To Futu
04:16
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Lyrics :
Quasi sky is the true love
You’re sure to pretend that
My heart is hanging to
Somebody made of wax
Quasi guy got a boner
Anchor point to define
the pearls are growing too
Not sure to wait that bad
Oh! Tight tied for your pleasure
Oh! Tight tied for your pleasure
Quasi shy compare to
Your pain rises to the bone
The birds are falling too
Not sure to catch them all
Oh! Tight tied for your pleasure
Oh! Tight tied for your pleasure
Not sure to pretend that…X4
Oh! Tight tied for your pleasure
Oh! Tight tied for your pleasure
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