Blackie's Blues Songtext

My body's cold, good morning soul
Help me, I'm still chasing demons, they're stuck in my forehead
Open up, unfold silver and gold green leaves:
We're recycling paper cause we love your nature
My heart is red, my blood is warm, oh so warm

We took a walk in summer rain
Her lips weree warm as the sand where the sun had been shining
Will my head explode from alcohol?
Or is it the only way out from this shithole?