I was wandering somewhere under the moon
when a voice from the almighty of the galaxies sang:
"Of course you can get malex here,
but wouldn't you also like to travel on Earth?
Then let this be your way,
which leads how like where it lies..."
That's how I got caught up in the traps,
a few of my decades.
In front of them I sang in amniotic fluid
la la la la la la la la,
la la la la la la la la,
so this is life?
A-ha...
When you look far back in history,
there are only many different animals in the ranks :
we drink smoke and sprite;
we eat when we're falling on the canvas in the middle of the match...
Well, what about those animals
so that I could see the same in the mirror
That's what I did stuck to gear;
in my decades to a few,
who sing in drinking halls
la la la la la la la la...
And I only have my motor mouth
but the girl next door has its peach tree.
If I can talk to the maiden,
I'll get affection, peaches and an inheritance.
Well, what else can I do with those peaches,
but there's no other couple like that?
That's how I got caught up;
a few in my decade,
where people sing in the sheets
la la la la la la la la...
Like crazy people always throw themselves into something new
strings in iron bars , faces in the snow...
When even a little bit of sanity has been shot into space,
in the giant home, pants are worn out.
And so I got caught up in gear,
a few in my decades...
and after that in the closets of space,
behind the groove of life,
sings far away the positive heathen.
la la la la la la la la...
So this is life?

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