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My heart at a speed of 180 kilograms per hour,
A pulse that is second to none
And blood that flees the veins:
I wish I were in Wonderland,
With ' a big cock in her hand,
And Alice sucked my cock:
Come on, swallow it, baby, swallow it,
And then dance!
Why is everyone Always someone else's brat?
Why do you spend so long in the burrow to commit a murder?
Why are the days barren and the nights far too short?
Why come the impact always 17 hours before the crash?
Did the Marquis Philosophy live in the boudoir?
Quelqu'un t'a cuit un gateau, mince alors, vas-y le voir!
And why may you always just draw the asshole card?
Hey, hey, Rasputin, leader of the Russian queen!
I'll meet you in Poland, baby,
Deep underground, maybe,< br/>Today is the eleventh of September.
I'll meet you in Poland, maybe,
Come to my funeral, baby,
Today is the eleventh of September 2002.
Now it's over with Kaspermucke,
The noise man is in my ear.
I have got one regret, that
I have not killed you yet!
Baby, laÃ' let me be your fetus
And do it to me in a vicious circle:
Without Thirlwell's music,
I would kill you twice!
How many women did Sarte cheat on Beauvoir with?
Is what is in Revelation a lie or true?
Did Lewis Carrol like children or was he a pedophile?
And when will I find the penny that dropped 2 decades ago?
Baader did a full beard, did his Gudrun lick pussy?
Did the flowers of evil really grow in Baudelaire's garden?
And when will I finally be allowed to kneel under a bull on the train tracks?
Hey, hey, Rasputin, leader of the Russian queen!
I'll meet you in Poland, maybe,
Dance on my gravestone, baby,
Today is the eleventh of September.
Me Meet you in Poland, maybe,
Come to my funeral, baby,
Today is the eleventh of September 2002.
And I know for sure that I will see you one day I'll see you again.
I'll meet you in Poland.
You'll come to my funeral, and then...
...then you'll dance on my gravestone, oh yes. ..
... then you will dance on my gravestone.