different? My Cicciolina everything is physical My Cicciolina you fill me with a boa constrictor love Love like a fire, love like a flame But you eliminate
Well, you can't place faith in material things Material things will fail you A hurricane triggered by a butterfly's wings Your conspirators betray you
I am city I am the park I am glow In the mother fucking dark I am shocked and I seethe I don't want to believe no more, no more No more Golgotha tenement
fox mothers gone insane With a dentist's drill and a diet pill Sugar for the junkie makes a mother kill Treacherous virgin, virtuous thief The hearts of machines
Your eyes have focused on the fan on the ceiling You realise your a part of the machine Just a part of the machine Uptight in Terminal City Fucked up
I am city I am the park I am glow in the motherfucking dark I am shocked and I seethe I don't want to believe no more No more No more Golgotha tenement
love I still don't know what I've been thinking of All I really need is your love... (You already said that...) All I really need is your love, love, love
Get off the streets and rise from the pressure And burst out laughing, get off Where the cops all wear leather-eyed amphetamine stares Bleed kid, get
Whispered ravens stab rhythm and blues Kick off your flares and platform shoes And burn like brilliant trash at Jackie's funeral This machine has gone
burning pages of love (It's all I want, it's all I need) The dead desire fertility, stolen from a distant scene And all your drugs and your machines
You're turning, yeah I think you're really turning now You're moving under the clouds in a Dior gown You're moving, yeah I think you're really moving
Oversettelse: Machines Of Loving Grace. Beatdown.
Oversettelse: Machines Of Loving Grace. Golgata Tenament.
Oversettelse: Machines Of Loving Grace. Hvis jeg skulle Explode.
you more the key to love is at this door the perfect touch was cold and clean she steals your soul when kissing the machine kissing the machine kissing the machine kissing the machine
gotta big ol' Lac, a nigga comin down with blue and purple comin down with tha 5th in the back, and Im feelin so true, got much love for my nigga named
, I gotta big ol' Lac a nigga comin down with blue and purple comin down with a 5th in the back and Im feelin so true got much love for my nigga named
Fifteen years I raged against the constant C The speed of light, the diagrams and haunted sleep Frozen sheets in bed, my dreams, your garden grace I'
