5 mai 2006
yes, she is.
(will you or won't you want me to make you?)
yeah.
(for you may be a lover but you ain't no dancer)
number nine:
what i'm meaning right is just my intention to make you please at me and to cry with your fears but especially when it's done i fing myself like a dizzy cat gloomy and lost in a whirl (but that's enough) what i'm trying to say is not just my intention but i please you now when you are making me a fool, please, have sympathy to the parents and the world spread its legs for another fuckin' star ("cause i am the all american antichrist, i was made in america, and america hate me for what i am, i am your shit, you should be ashamed of what you have eaten") my monkey were in the backstage this story about that search of the man who made the girl who sang it and the monster who stole it ("we'll remember you forever eddie through the sacrifice you made we can't believe the price you paid for looooove") ya know lately i find myseld smashed against a whale deeply drowned in the black ocean ("when will it be time to document do it now submarine) her sink was elbanimretni (thet was poland speaking) ya know my real name means "silver ring" and if the bastard wasn't here "fishbein" but i don't now cats are making jazz music number 9 number 9 number 9 number 9 number 9 number 9 number 9 number 9 etc...
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