a child of the door . . . . (quick first draft)
a cactus king blowingraspberries in this makebelieve you hardlyknow in the cardboardsundown I've yetto find the dignityof a proper forkit is not truethat we are bunniesit is not trueit is not truewe are balledand waded we'vesporked this citywe've frostedthe tooth kingsmy love my loveis the snow yetto fall the solitudechanging hands I travel these streetswith jeden billet

auf Wiedersehen
la da da dathe black cat in gold bootshas already goneplease please thisis the sermon of a crabla da da da

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I liked this song last night . . . ha ha ha . . . .
saw these fellas last night in Gdansk . . . in a club called Parlament . . . yeah yeah . . . ha ha . . . .