Sucha

Stop howling all that
Information in my ear
Oh yeah
Hey why you poke
Your little finger
In my eye as well
Mmm — like this…
Such a — such a
Such a way
Oh you speak so well
Such a lie
What you wanna tell
So treat me now
Dream me now
Dream me now
All over you
Fit your mind
To a stronger taste
Luscious lips
Sealed with tape
So treat me now
Dream me now
Dream me now
All over you
Such a life
The way you live
You’ve been there all before
A wooden cross
You get it all
You’re such a lonely boy
Such a life
One day you’ll die
Cocoon or living raw
You want it all — got it all
Feel the sun !