Lips grasped around the hit-machine
This steep dark forest has encompassed me
Jaunting cowboy antique slaughter, my periphery
Revolutions fox for my extremities, yeah
Swirling and blasting with piercing eyes
Gods leading them pink-swirling skies
I fall into the water and rise aloud and secure, oh
I fell in love with the boy in the water
We reach inside each other
I looked to the ground but all I could see
Was you and me and the human being, yeah
In the land of the death, everyone is a sinner
In a land of eunuchs, goes a fight
In a land of cigarettes, everybody's getting thinner
And the cancer's harvest in our land
If I had no balls I'd be a eunuch
If I had no brain I wouldn't care
If I had no body I'd be music
Just my essence floating in the air
All right, ooh yeah!
I'm a photograph! I can be any color you want me to be!
