(thanks to connangay )
My looks wicked, my libido porno
My circle opened, my golden touch
Your back is a harp, your legs a chorus
they have in mind to make me whole.
I am the beam that fell from heaven That
came to burn from hell
You're the living space of your fears
I have the courage and I have the desire
your wild side I do not need words
I get me clothes that do not fit
anything I am not a tourist trip, I am uneasy passenger
not tease me now, I have a sharp knife
And none of what I say, love will get me out of this desert ...
With whip in hand I'm helpless
The anger that is spit with the wind
There are people who inspires you eat excrement
There are people who aspire coca and time
Your point of view, your next important
Your pear in his hand, you're a watcher
I am a ghost, I am a resident
A body and soul, a loss of profit
I'm going out to the streets to undo my destiny
That's good to be on the canvas and the wrong road
You can buy a house, you can buy a home
There are things that are not bought, you know what I say and nothing
what I say, love will get me out of this desert ...
The false utopia of a perfect world
few days ago was buried in a pub infectious
Politically, decent and proper
're a police, you're like an insect floating peacefully
safe around
shit I see you walk right, sliding left
No one knows any thing on earth
And if you're free from doubt, throw the first stone
And none of what I say, love will get me out of this desert ...
Desert Baby I'm
desert, desert ...