You want it all
You want it now
You do what you want all the time
Now, we're sick and tired
Now, you're dealin' at your life with the boogiemen
Hear, the voice coming from the fields of contons
So far from the consumerist pangs and consumption
Far from the minds locked away by contemplation
From a meaningless screen leading to submission
Hear the unease rising under the ink of our pencils
Whose angle fixes the field of possibilities until extinction
The future, what does it matter, because we are too stressed by what we will see
So the parachute slides into the glottis of our illusions
So far from what our parents experienced at our age
Life style is Sex, Drugs, Rock'n Roll and carnage
What we want is everything, right away. Aren't you happy? Get out.
What are we waiting for to get out of this pattern, saw the bars of our cages
Our depressions are perhaps the fruit of incomprehension
Of a world that runs on the skull without will or visions
It is the alienation of the dehumanized vassal.
Freedom is only powder in the eyes to be infantilized.
Come on little baby, You have to be ready to lay with me naked
I spent all my money to buy us a journey and a bottle of whiskey
And no, you tellin' me that you ain't gonna stay???
But my body's burnin' 'n my tail feels lonely
Go down on your knees, no, you ain't gonna pray
Stop talkin' baby, except to say that you want it
Your mouth is mine for the next few days
SHUT UP! Little baby, it's my turn to talk
For three long hours I was your foolish dog
Now, I want my reward, I want your big white bottom
And your tiny sexy boobs at the end of my tongue
Now you try to escape but you're my slave and me,
Your slavour
I'll try to make you remember the taste of my flavor
It's not over, babe, I want something more
Guess who's knockin' at your backdoor
Well, you try to impress but you didn't know who was the man you face
It's me, and at the look of your face, well, I guess that you forgot about your far far ex
After the boogiemen, there will be no next
You want it all
You want it now
You do what you want all the time
Now, we're sick and tired
Now, you're dealin' at your life with the boogiemen

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