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There are stars in your eyes From the beer drink to stabilize The beer you drink to movilize Raise yourself from denys Demize but from your birds i knew How can you say anything new? I'd fish now upon die i'm so tired of you I'd fish now upon die i'm so tired of you I'd fish now upon die i'm so tired of you 'Cause one i can't stand The way you think you're somewhere Two i can't stand The way you think i'm nowhere Three i can't stand The "where i go?" glare More that you get for and Always unexact you think you're up there More that you get for and Always unexact you think you're up there More that you get for and Always unexact you think you're up there I love your words are very well spent I keep track of them to document On the little ways on which i over SongtexteI overspent myself but Up there is a wealth who fight bives Street attics to be there reclined And sigh must decide myself to Leaving you behind, you are Such a stiff sour lemon rind Such a stiff sour lemon rind Such a stiff sour lemon rind Such a stiff sour lemon rind Such a stiff sour lemon rind Such a stiff sour lemon rind Such a stiff sour lemon rind Such a stiff sour lemon rind Rind, rind, rind Rind, rind, rind Rind "Have you painted that room butter yellow yet? It's my favourite colour, butter yellow" Aus Songtexte Mania