Sync Different

Come on, put this record on, you’ll see it’s so much funShake your head baby, there goes your bodyMe and my pink friends, we are so decadent,We need some cigarettes and entertainmentYou need to ouh ouh..You got to ouh ouh…Elisabeth you’re smiling, you’re not lying,it’s not what it seems just keep those dreamsuse your imagination babylike I use mineget your satisfaction darling..Me and my pink friends, we are so decadent,We need some cigarettes and entertainmentAnd entertaim..You need to ouh ouh..You got to ouh ouh..You need to ouh
ouh…You got to ouh ouh ..Me and my pink friends, we are so decadent,We need some cigarettes and entertainment !C’mon put this record on you’ll see it’s so much funShake you head baby , there goes your bodyC’mon c’mon put this record on, you’ll see it’s
so much funIf I would tell you I’ve been waiting for you so longWould you believe that this is just a simple love songMe and my pink friends, we are so decadent,We need some cigarettes and entertainmentOuh ouh… You got to ouh ouh..You need to ouh ouh…You
got to ouh ouh ..Me and my pink friends, we are so decadent,We need some cigarettes and entertainmentAnd entertainment

We are girls, and we won't surrender

When I see you coming through my windowI know I love itI know I love it soWhat you say when you’re talking through my windowI know I love itI know I love it soWhen you get your mind out inside my windowI know I love itI know I love it soWhen you blink an eye inside my windowI know I love itI know I love it so

I'd like to staywith you one more dayBut i must take leave of allall these sons of godYour morning sun goes down at noonstare at the light who blinds you soonwish I could sayi never hurt you one daysweet sister dewyour eyes painted blueYour morning sun goes down at noonstare at the light who blinds you soon

Noise,It's my own and private secret garden
a dark and serious land i dont wanna shareit's all in tension, spit and violence,and not a fuckin danceflourhow, how can you stand a drummer dressed as a banana on stageit's fucking killing meshow me some mean and cold face musicians,
yelling at people,keeping it realaaaah, Time is running out and iaaaaaaaah , i've got to feed my family

God knowsI've got all the timeIn this worldI find myself another place offSet me thinking