Client - In it for the money
Tekst :
I m glamour ritz and glitz,
Shaking those hips
I’m milking the honey, I’m in it for the money
I’ve got a high end job, sucking corporate rock
On my hands and knees if you please
Just give me love, just give me sex, just give me money
I’m a girl on a mission in any position
For the easy life, for the best in life.
I’m not your honey, honey
I’m in it for the money
Just give me love, just give me sex, just give me money
Client - Happy
Tekst :
Why don t you show it, why don t you know it, are you happy now?
you never knew it, you just carry on and do, it are you happy now?
i m happy, she s happy, so why the fuck are you not happy?
i m happy, he s happy, so why the fuck are you not happy?
Client - Pornography
Tekst :
I m so tired of this it brings me down
I’m nothing when you’re not around
I know you’re obsessed and I am too
‘cause we’re the same in the things that we do
And I love the way you talk to me
And I love your own philosophy
And I love the way that you want me to
This is our time I can’t refuse
It’s you and me
monogamy
Just you and me
pornography
It’s everywhere in everything
Everyday I’m not promising
We don’t have to be good or play by the rules
‘cause we’re the same in the things that we do
and I love it in the morning and I love it in the evening
and I love the way that you want me to
this is our time I can’t refuse
Inne utwory
Losowe utwory
Touch me... feel me...
Touch me... feel me...
Feel me...
Feel me...
...
You re just another pretty face
in a room full of whores
no you don t mean much
used to be so naive
catatonic now you seem to be
so much better than before
dumb dumb dizzy dizzy
dumb dumb dizzy dizzy
dumb dumb dizzy dizzy
dumb dumb dizzy dizzy
dumb dumb dizzy dizzy
dumb dumb dizzy dizzy
dumb dumb
dumb dumb dizzy...
Black is for the nighttime
Preys upon the day
Red is for the blood that flows like rivers in our veins
Gray is for betrayal
What you did to me
White is for the blinding light
That I know I ll never see, know...
A l apogée des jours
On se regarde enfin
On a cherché des détours
Sans trouver la fin (x2)
C est jusqu au dernier souffle
Qu on s est agrippé les mains
Un aller sans retour
On a plastiqué le train
So in the meantime
You ll be resting on my mind
For the last time
I will leave myself behind
In the evening
Raise a glass and tell some lies
Make a pass, impress another girl
She s easy on the eyes
She was easy
And so was I
My reflection
In the window when I ride for Chicago
She is on...