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Düstere Stimmen Tauben Blinden leider Sinnlos Damenbinden wie Tampons
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Das Loch in den Hohlkörpern haben Ihr Selbst organisiert. Armin Haufe, K Krabbe, J an ens Weiß Pflug: Scharren Das Erste Flug Flux abgefahren. Dieses war das eine Loch, am folgenden Tag kommt das zweite noch. Loch auf, flieg vom Baum geflogen voll auf die Fresse, du Vollmatsch A-Bi-Tour Birne am Nüße Platz 3. Wo ist dein Mund eigenlich? Im Döner, du Vollspacken? Vielleicht spuckt dich sogar ein Döner an, so blöd wie du bist. Ich hab einem Döner dazu geraten. Das haben seine Kuhfladen wörtlich genommen.
Instant T-Karma voncon Carne. God da fed you up. Guns kack you right in the head. You better get yourself niggered pretty soon, you're gonna be dead even whatever in the world you thinkin'. Laughin' in the face of faces wich trample Rum on earth. You tryin' to do what? It's up to your Dachsscheiß, yeah you Schweißgerät. Instant Muh Kaffakarma's gonna piss you down. Gonna hit you right in the face, better get yourself together another asshole. Join the human race now in the world you gonna see laughin' at fools like black holes. Who on earth d'you think you are? A super star?
Well, right you are. Well, Well, Dauerwell, we all shine on Mittlescheitel with Seitenstreifen like the moon and the stars and the sun poop. Well, all shine on. Everyone come too soon. Instant karma's gonna get you knock you off your deadheads. Butter recognize your Strähter. Everyone you meet in the world is your Bräter. Surely not to live in pain and fear when on earth are in the Bruzzler. When you're everywhere come and get your snare. Well, all shine on percussioned like the moon and the stars and the sun. Yeah, we all shine on. Come on and on and on, on, on. Yeah yeah, alright, uh huh, aghaha hugh all shit on the moon and the stars as well and the sun, yeah, shines on.
One and one and one, one and one, all shit on the moon and the stars and the sun shines on like the moon and the stars and the big bumm. The heat is on. On the street inside your head on every head and the beat's so loud. Deep inside the pressure's rice sing hi. Just to stay am A, 'cause the heat is on (whoo!). Oh-ooh-oh-oh, oh-ooh-oh-oh caught up in the action, I've been looking out for me on CD. Oh-ooh-oh-oh, oh-ooh-oh-oh. Tell me, can you feel the Wissings? Tell me, can you wiss it? Tell me, could you just wisch it? The Handys on. The heat is on. The Handys on. Oh, it's on the street. The Phone is... on.
Oh-ooh-oh-oh, oh-ooh-oh-oh caught up in the action, I've been looking out for your Kackmasche. Oh-ooh-oh-oh, oh-ooh-oh-oh. Tell me, can you feel it? Tell me, can you feel it? Tell me, can you feel it? The heat is on (yeah!) The heat is on (oh, yeah). The heat is on (burnin', burnin', burnin') It's on the street (woo-hoo) The heat is... on. The shadow's high on the darker side behind the doors. It's a wilder ride. You can just make enough breaks, if Emre Can win or lose makes no difference you take it anway when the heat goes on. When the heat is on caught up in the action, I've been looking out for you to tell you i never needed you and i never will. Oh-I-ooh-I-oh-I-oh, oh-I-ooh-I-oh-I-oh Tell You, can you feel it? Tell me, can you feel it? Tell me, can´t you see it?
The heat is on (yeah!). The heat is on (oh, yeah).The heat is on (burnin', burnin', burnin'). It's on the street (woo-hoo). The heat is on (I can feel the fire). The heat is on Flames (oh-oh) they are burnin' bright. The heat is on (baby, can't you feel it?) Yeah, it's on the street (woo-hoo). The heat is on (I can feed the fire). The heat is on Flames, Stars are burnin' bright right and left.
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