Crimea, The

White Russian Galaxy
Straight out of high school Went into the jungle Searching for Tarzan Who might be dead. You kick like a mule Short of an oscar And screaming blue murder At newly weds. Who knows what goes on in her pretty little head Who knows what goes on in her pretty little head Who knows? Songtexte You talk like a fish In nonsensical bubbles And blow the word 'bitch' Through your smoke-ring. You cause only trouble And bring only suffering Just get in the spaceship And stop breeding. Who knows what goes on in her pretty little head Who knows what goes on in her pretty little head Who knows? Won't you tell me what You never sing in church on Sunday Why won't you ever Go all the way. You're floating towards heavenly hell Hanging from the rafters Like a church bell. You're light years away from reality Lonely And lost in a White Russian galaxy. Who knows? Who knows What goes on in her pretty little head? Who knows what goes on? Aus Songtexte Mania