Spontansjung!

Morning, keep the streets empty for me.

I'm laying down, eating snow
My fur is hot, my tongue is cold
On a bed of spider web
I think of how to change myself

A lot of hope in a one man tent
There's no room for innocence
So take me home before the storm
Velvet mites will keep us warm

Uncover our heads and reveal our souls
We were hungry before we were born.

Jag är en sorts kameleont
en blandning av kamel och dront
Jag är en sorts kameleont
en drontkamel eller nåt sånt

yaaay, en till som lyssnar på Grace

I asked you to go to the Green Day concert
You said you never heard of them (how cool is that)
How cool is that?
So I went to your room and read your diary:
"Watching Grunge leg drop New Jack through a press table..."
And then my heart stopped:
"Listening to Cio-Cio San
Fall in love all over again." (Ow!)

There's a fire starting in my heart
Reaching a fever pitch and it's bringing me out the dark
Finally I can see you crystal clear
Go 'head and sell me out and I'll lay your ship bare
See how I leave with every piece of you
Don't underestimate the things that I will do
There's a fire starting in my heart
Reaching a fever pitch and its bringing me out the dark