Don't act like a child I thought you were different when you'd stood at me
holding glasses and those tips of cigarrette and chewing gum
slapping the arses and listening to Franz
if him is tired you call the stunt man
That's me. "Don't you think it's wrong?", I said.

methyl acetate should not be absorbed
nevertheless stopped, 'til being dizzy
Drunk in the corridors you fell on the swizzle
your skirt were wet, but that was not a reason to take it off in front of the band
the song stopped then they started to shout
through the room the eyes were looking at you
I bet you love the sensation of being sought