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Outside my window there s a
Whole lot of trouble comin
The cartoon killers and the
Rag cover clones

Stack heals kickin rhythm
Of social circumcision
Can t close the closet on a
Shoe box full of bones

Kangaroo lady with her bourbon in a pouch
Can t afford the rental on a bamboo couch
Collecting back her favors cause her well is running dry
I know her act is terminal but she ain t gonna die

Slim Intoxicado drinkin dime store hooch
Is always in a circle with his part-time pooch
Little creepy s playing dollies on the New York rain
Thinkin Bowie s just a knife. Ooh the pain

I ain t seen the sun since I don t know when
The freaks come out at nine and it s twenty to ten
What s this funk That you call junk?
To me it s just monkey business

Blind man in the box that will probably die
The village kids laugh as they walk by
A psycho is on the edge of this human garbage dump
And the vultures in the sewers are telling him to jump

Into the fire from the frying pan
Tripping on his tongue for a cool place to stand
Where s this shade that you ve got it made
To me it s just monkey business

CHORUS
Monkey business
Slippin on the track
Monkey business
Jungle in black
Ain t your business
If I got no monkey on my back

CHORUS

The Vaseline gypsies and the silicone souls dressed to the society
Hypocrite heartbeat and cheap alibis can t get you by that monkey

CHORUS

Ja mam 20 lat, Ty masz 20 lat, przed nami siódme niebo,
więc taka skryta i niedostępna (proszę Ciebie) nie bądź.

1. Panienko! Pod Twe okienko uderzam jak ułan,
To ja! Louis Fernandez Mez don Juan.
To jedna z moich taktyk, styl ala romantyk,

Murdoc is god

Murdoc is god
Murdoc is god
Murdoc is god
Trying to fit in

Murdoc is dead
Murdoc is dead
Murdoc is god
Trying to fit in

Murdoc is god
Murdoc is god
Murdoc is god
Trying to fit in

Murdoc is dead
Murdoc is dead
Murdoc is god
Trying to fit in...

Wygnani z raju

W bezdomnych oczach widać lęk
na twarzy osiadł tragedii cień
w zranionej duszy nadziei brak
od stóp do głowy niedoli wrak

Na dupie stare portki mam
a w duszy byłem i jestes sam
śmietnika zapach za mną snuje się
i wcale to...

In a lonely place

Caressing the marble and stone
Love that was special for one
The waste in the fever and heat
How I wish you were here with me now

Body that curls in and dies
Heart shares that awful daylight
Warm like a dog round your feet
How I wish you were...

Raindance

If paradise is such a fragile affair
Then why have we the lion’s share?
As if we walk the earth alone
Like infants breaking the cradle
There isn’t anything we fail to corrupt
The flip-side of the midas touch
We’re walking in a world of glass
With iron footsteps