Underground the night
He says,
We go deeper …
It’s when I did this trip in London
That I met those cats
Hiding in an old old factory called
« Koxy Koxy » in the city
Blue strange there was some people
For some cold weird night
Stuffs like white faces against
Big boss bad boss poor boss
Black eyes, sad stories or sad lives
It’s quite the same
Then i took the sweets for
The cool guys we were, together
Just thinking
Of the fix, for the fix, to the fix, in the fix
And i found that the texture was right,
Something like hot and spicy
« Sure baby, the hole bottle of the fix »
One drop, two drops, right there
He put in, down my veines
Our blood is alive
From red to dark, from bridge to nut
The tones collides and sound the joyous air
« And yet and yet »
He told me how to breathe and what to say
The world is such a place to fix
Where cats drinks skys, and dolls fuck like tears
Underground the night
He says,
We go deeper …
And deeper and deeper…

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