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Here comes Michaelkeep your hands away! this is Michaelhands off, hands off! he knows a lot of things, dreams a lot of dreams, knows a lot of tricks, lot of dirty tricks, his head blow never stopshe flies around the worldto see us up and downhas a lot of friends... a lot of dirty friends.he was an impressarioof a factory-union-movement... and now... he lies like shit in mud, dirty like the rest, better go out of his worlds, he can take the world to court... running away from time, the hour was lost.
Writer(s): Guido Eickelmann, Uwe Knak, Phillip Boa, Heide Bohr Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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