I send pictures through the mail Of buried treasures and humpback whales To famous people I do not know I sign "Sincerely, Matthias Doe" I await their response Some send none, some send cops There was one, a senator From the island of Corsica She sent one from a shell She blew right through it and ordered a spell I, N, T, H, E, B, E, G, I, N, N, I, N, G, T, H, E, R, E, I, S Nothingness But after I, I heard it all I knew she was a false prophet as was foretold She's not the angel that I know She's not the woman for whom I am born
Doberman pinchers guard the doors Of these celebrities I adore I give them misinformation 9 times of 10 it leads to persuasion Wolves do not howl at the moon But at the fluffed-up poodles I waltz in like a king Instead of pictures, I take their things I waltz out to their homes Arranging their things in the shape of songsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
