Fly into the Light - Waltari

You’re what?

So what!

You’re pretending that you’re not,

so hot that I’ll burn my fingers!

Am I ready for this black vision track

like an alcoholic moustache grey body singers?

Is it true that the blue vision kills my thrills

for the need of smoking my dope?

One more Jean-Paul Piccadilly free style,

and I’ll be ready for a valium shot!

I’ll keep on flying into the light

I’ll keep on playing like untamed!

Say what (so what), kill city kills hot (if not)

and will spot your pretty face

I won’t, I shan’t, like a cunt, in a sewer speculate

this nice human race

Big boys, lazer toys, women of a lazer choise,

natives of urban city disgrace

Play the game, let 'em tame your fellows,

your personal route will be made fastpaced

I’ll keep on flying into the light

I’ll keep on playing like untamed!

You’re a taker like me,

with peace using power to the people

your own benefit will last

Madness of the humiliation

pass this kinky ass, shaking an ass, walking on glass

You’re what?

So what!

You’re pretending that you’re not

so hot that I’ll burn my fingers!

Am I ready for this black vision track

like an alcoholic moustache grey body singers?

I’ll keep on flying into the light

I’ll keep on playing like untamed!