A keresés eredménye

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How they all darken
At their six flutes
You stand in the middle And you want to kill them all
 
You let them talk your ear off
But their tongues smell like shit
By the noble prince
Is how the whole thing gets paid
 
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How they all darken
At their six flutes
You stand in the middle And you want to kill them all
 
You let them talk your ear off
But their tongues smell like shit
By the noble prince
Is how the whole thing gets paid
 
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Pissenisse

You demand that nobody interferes
With the way you choose to live
You yourself however always have an opinion about everything
And constantly poke your nose in all kinds of things
 
For you always think that you know best
And your curiosity makes you an unbearable person
 
This is my life, my time, oh-oh-oh
I can have a couch in plaid or dottet curtains
I dress myself the way I want to
Eat what I want
 
And party all night
I say: Oh, fuck it, no matter what I do, Pissenisse
Oh, fuck it, no matter what I believe
Fuck it, fuck it, fuck it, no matter what I do!
 
You've got a desire for gossip and moaning
About how little others know
If you invested same energy
In what to make of your own life
The world would be a better place
So give in, for I'm not you!
 
This is my life, my time...
 
Hey, hey, hey, consider what we know
Hey, hey, hey, consider what is possible
Hey, hey, hey, consider what we know
Hey, hey, hey, it's hardly true
Consider how great it is to always be right
And never wrong in any way
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, what our smart-arse
Really can