Tekst :

A la lujeba (2 times)

I come from India, travelled all around the world to get to ya
Into Romania all the ladies want to give the love to ya
I like the Amsterdam crazy people living like in Babylon
Let`s get the party on, we`ll be dancing like a little indian

Chorus:
A la lujeba (2 times)

Hey girl, tell me what you think about me
I`m hot like fire baby, I`ll let you melt in me
Hey girl, tell me what you think about me
I`ll be your guru baby, you`ll die in ecstasy

Chorus:
A la lujeba (4 times)

I come from India, travelled all around the world to get to ya
Into Romania all the ladies want to give the love to ya
I like the Amsterdam crazy people living like in Babylon
Let`s get the party on, we`ll be dancing like a little indian

Chorus:
A la lujeba (4 times)

Never Blow Out The Eastern Candle
Your five-fold kiss was rather invoking;
Beside the chancel is your unphallic wand,
And use it wisely in order to fly.

MOONFIRE!
ALLAXITOS!

My jewel is the lust from your kiss;
Your breasts made me the lover of the three-fold locus,
So take thy hand and join me for elixir,
And we shall...

The red lights mean you’re leaving
The white one’s mean returning
Tell me how this story ends
And I’ll keep them fires burning

The headlights look like diamonds
The taillights burn like coals
Tell me how this story ends
Before the fires go cold

The countryside’s deserted
There’s no one on the farms
The suburbs all are sleeping
The earthquakes set...

Somethin’ filled up
my heart with nothin’,
someone told me not to cry.

But now that I’m older,
my heart’s colder,
and I can see that it’s a lie.

Children wake up,
hold your mistake up,
before they turn the summer into dust.

If the children don’t grow up,
our bodies get bigger but our hearts get torn up.
We’re just...

Bohater na ośle przejeżdża miasto
patrząc w wypalone oczodoły okien
zadowolony z siebie żre pęto kiełbasy
rozdzielając kuksańce i razy

schodzi z kłapouchego rumaka sam
usłużnie podbiega do niego burmistrz
całując w chamską kosmatą dłoń
zaprasza do pokoju starszych córek

kartką z Koheleta przypala niedopałek
dym wznosi się z niejasną wróżbą
osioł wierzga niecierpliwie kopytem
oczy mieszczan śledzą pilnie horyzont

zza rogu...

I don t know why
I used to feel you better
and everytime you come back in my bed
don t ask me why you always light my fire
and everytime I just can t get it out

Chorus :
I keep on burning