Stock Exchange Lyrics

Shaking Hands in the back of a Mercedes car
... whiskies, colas, ?business? auto bar

The wheel of high .... tears me appart
like a ?Harvard? Number One Broken Art
Attaché-Case changes at my ?burden? arm
Carry the last top secret lucky charm

Sunglasses on my nose in the pouring rain
dreaming about ... .... ?consume? my ?veins?

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Is it real this pink punk costum I wear
All the time to seduce japanese "hommes d'affaire"

I can smell their expensive after shave
When they touch my b**ps in the lift of the Empire State

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Madonna "Into the groove" in my cell-phone
Ringing like a non-stop metronome

My psy told me to go to a Spa
But my jet is flying to Vienna Austria

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