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Rice won't grow at home And the Moon doesn't favor girls Giant fork and spoon Is a sign that the game is on You know Karate now? From a show? When two of the raiders come I'm counting on you to throw more than shapes Men now don't fight with swords But I would be good I'd cut you not just with words Cut you not just with words So you melt chocolate hearts Well I can forstall the Sun When two of the raiders come I'm counting on you to throw more than shapes Angels, Russians, where I fear to tread Secrets, secrets, damn your secrets So you melt chocolate hearts Well I can forstall the Sun When two of the raiders come I'm counting on you to throw more than shapes Just so you know It's all I'm waiting for Aus Songtexte Mania