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Big stretch and not much sleep
I got a couple of plam trees on each side of my cheek
And it s a bright blue Saturday
And the rummage sells the rubbish to me

But if I could buy the sky that s hangin
Over this bed of mine
If I could climb these vines
And maybe see what you re seein

If you were standing on the corner staring straight
Into the eyes of Jesus Christ

One porch, one dog, one cockroach only way to be
I got sewage fruit and it s growing out back from roots
I don t know if they belong to me
But if I could buy the sky that s hangin

Over this bed of mine
And if I could climb these vines
and maybe see what you re seein

Sittin at the edge of this building,
Twenty stories below,
A twenty stories below
Twenty stories below
Twenty stories below

I can t tell you how many ways that I ve sat,
And viewed my life today, but I can tell you
I don t think that I can find easier way
So if I see you walking hand in hand in hand
With a three armed man, you know I ll understand

But you should have been in my shoes yesterday
You should have been in my shoes yesterday

(Mikrofon dla Paresłów)
Ej dobra masz ochotę, jedziesz od początku
Szybka decyzja by nie tracić wątku
Trzymaj tempo by się w akcji nie zgubić
Czas przekonuje- nowe da się lubić
Przestań się z myślami bić, rusz do przodu
Zacznij żyć,
Pokaż wszystkim co...

The wheel is turning and you can t slow down,
You can t let go and you can t hold on,
You can t go back and you can t stand still,
If the thunder don t get you then the lightning will.

Won t you try just a little bit harder,
Couldn t you...

[Tobias Sammet:]
Like a wheel I keep on turning
Straight ahead, it s got me burning
the melody — the dignity,
something is speaking to me

Night is cold and my soul is battered
Not afraid for the first time now that I realize
We coincide, I ll never belong to the tribe

And a song is calling...

Taking you from the bed, to the walls, to the floor.
Sexing you, sexing me, freaky freak, behind closed doors.
Nobody else can know (behind closed doors),
Expressional, imitation only peep show (check it out).

Turn all the lights off, and pull the shades down,...

Hanging round, downtown by myself
and i had so much time to sit and think about myself
and then there she was,
like double cherry pie
yeah, there she was,
like disco superfly

I smell sex and candy here
mhmm
whose that lounging in my chair?
mhmm
whose that casting devious stares in my direction?
mamma this...