"hey sucker let me outa here!" "hey, man!"
bangkok on a sunny day the rain has washed the blood away thousands of wings left in the streets but the cad washed away the red points on the sheets of the hotels on the cheap room
well, i\'m a cheap horse under palmtrees
my brain is running circles now i gotta kill the pain somehow there\'s a colored cloud in front of this sun well, then the face that\'s trying to cheat me when they take away the fire
under killertroups i\'m a d.a. raf just brought my friend away in the stuff that dreams are made of
the stuff that dreams are made of stuff that dreams are made of hey, hey, hey!
stuff that dreams are made of stuff that dreams are made of hey, hey, hey! the stuff stuff that dreams are made of...