There's a black fly on the yellow desk
There's an e-mail on my net,
Michael Jordan is dunking on tv
And I don't really wanna do something else as dreaming,
dreaming about the sun that's shining in my head
have muscles in my arms
have flowers in my hair, there are flowers everywhere
I see, I'm not a digger in the dirt
The world turns around with my
And I don't care - I'ts just the way it is
Refrain: Cirquit Bar- Cirquit Bar
Where I lost my own protector
Where I lost my innocence, my prinziples
On a lonely day I could smoke an aspirin
I could smoke banana skins
On a lonely day I could shot down this f****** dog
That's p****** in my garden, that's chase away my cat,
nightmares every night, the delution of that cur
this black beast let its dogshit laying under my feet
I beat it down what a garbage sound
I hear, this dog has eyes full of fear
I enjoy its struggle for survival
The animal lover has lost his moral
Refrain
I will followed by a rot and blasted dog
My percecuting complex says the beast will leave its grave
´come my mind's slave; need another bottle of gin
There's an e-mail on my net,
Michael Jordan is dunking on tv
And I don't really wanna do something else as dreaming,
dreaming about the sun that's shining in my head
have muscles in my arms
have flowers in my hair, there are flowers everywhere
I see, I'm not a digger in the dirt
The world turns around with my
And I don't care - I'ts just the way it is
Refrain: Cirquit Bar- Cirquit Bar
Where I lost my own protector
Where I lost my innocence, my prinziples
On a lonely day I could smoke an aspirin
I could smoke banana skins
On a lonely day I could shot down this f****** dog
That's p****** in my garden, that's chase away my cat,
nightmares every night, the delution of that cur
this black beast let its dogshit laying under my feet
I beat it down what a garbage sound
I hear, this dog has eyes full of fear
I enjoy its struggle for survival
The animal lover has lost his moral
Refrain
I will followed by a rot and blasted dog
My percecuting complex says the beast will leave its grave
´come my mind's slave; need another bottle of gin