There is near Damm
four pu *** that dance a waltz
behind the glass,
and you can feel
the strong sweat from Berlin.
You there, in solitude,
a very fine rain hits your face,
slips on your skin and at the same time
a poster lights up
Freedom and Sordidity,
all at a price that a modern man
must be able to pay
once the night starts walking.
Do not you see? Your flesh is paler.
Do not you see? Your soul is more gray.
If you do not finally lose the reason
You will know that there is only one solution:
Castration!
And all the things that I did wrong
they turn today to conjure against me.
How will I have arrived at this ...
I do not know,
... so lucid and sinister?
but I know I do not know.
And a man in a suit invites me to pass ...
Gang-bang!
See from your hotel
still waters like silver paper
and the wind carries the smell
of the perfidious brown dwarf.
See that you were the king,
with your scepter in your hand
and the eyes fixed on people
that you know you will not get to know
even if you live a thousand years
and the sky will be at your feet,
but his gaze does not detach from your pants.
And you start walking around the city
and you cross a new channel.
You run away from the red and blue of neon,
You're looking for something that smells different from love.
And if I lived once again,
I would go wrong again.
Yes, do not worry,
until the madness
and even the pain.
And a man in a suit invites me to pass ...
Gang-bang!
Only among all we can make this a better place :)