…Like Holy Moses screams: "Are you having a good time while spinning my wheels?". Can’t stand the pain, can’t stand the stain, Are you worried about losing your fame? Let my libido go, or I'll die in silence, Let my…

…to suffer, it goes easy. As long as you get laid, everything is just fine, 'you really cant run a family, your libido is to vital, you really run after your needs, you really love your life, beating goes easily. You…

…YOU HAVE A LIBIDO LIKE A CUBIDO, EVEN THOUGH, I AM NOT AWAKE. YOU ARE A REAALY GOOD LOVER, EVEN I TRY TO MY WEAKNESSES TO COVER, YOU JUST BECOME A BETTER LOVER. I AM ALREADY ON THAT AGE, THAT I DONT GET EXCITED EASILY…

…Butterfly in the flowers butterfly with the flowers dances and plays what does he care? But you're a man you've got to care love thy neighbour look after thy brother Stupid men in their towers stupid men with their…

…I HAVE SEE3N A LOT OF HANDSOME MEN, THEY WEAR SUIT AND ACT LIKE THEY DONT CARE. BUT THERE IS ALWAYS LACKING THE WARMTH AND FOOD, IF YOU DONT HAVE IT, DO YOU FELL LIKE A NOIR. IN MADRID THE INTERACTION IS WEAK, THEY…

…easy, 'you live your hospital life, clinical workers like the same, 'emotionally you want to see, people suffer from tne pain. You all make crimes in shadow, you love your needs, you never stop, untill sociaty does the work, behalf of your own, you are lazy all the time, all the energy goes to crimes, its so much fun.…

…MAKES YOU A KING, DEVOTING FOR A ONE PERSON IS A DIFFICULT THING LIKE AN ARSON. MARRIAGE IS NOT FOR EVERY BODY, IT DOES NOT FIT LIKE HUMAN BODY. MARRIAGE CAN BE LIKE LOVE AND DEVOTION, IT CAN ALSO BE LIKE BARS WITH NICE GUYS IN THE HOUSE ON.…

…carries again. Men after men you want new horses, have you lost the innocence to the bad selfestime. Do you think it all goes back like it all was in the start? Bright and shiny in the beginning like a diamant and or cold…

…They drank all booze They stole and killed Fields and flames and Families without homes Men with their golden swords Horses' armoured heads Iron harassed hard Blades of weapons slashed In silence the village lie down…