Kunze Heinz Rudolf
A form of violence
At half past two in the night
At half past three in the night
when the minister licks the hairdresser's earlobe
(she could earn something extra
but she doesn't mind it)
at half past three in the night
when the Japanese guy puts his hand in the deep fryer
without batting an eye
(yes, they're holding something off)
Please don't speak anymore
There is no one else at the table except you
You can already hear the little ducklings singing in the transistor
and it sounds like a can of fish
At night at half past three
when every woman near you is called Annette
and that's usually the case
at half past three at night
when the toilet poet shits on his glasses while drunk
and pissing in the rinse
Please don't laugh anymore
Now you won't look into the glass anymore
Down in the last few strokes
A piece of skin floats in the foam
At night at half past two
when this pastor's son from Goslar rubs my knees
at half past three at night
when someone opposite writes poems non-stop
Please no tears now
please no poison scandal< br/>Unfortunately I didn't understand you
But please don't say it again
At half past three in the night
At half past three in the night
At half past three in the night
At half past three in the night three
Joachim Luhrmann: drums
Joshi Kappl: bass guitar
Hendrik Schaper: synthesizer
Mick Franke: electric guitar
HRK: vocals, electric guitar

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